Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Go and buy me two cage cakes, stuffed with meat."

"Ok."

Concubine Ming smiled dotingly, turned around and went out to buy snacks for this little ancestor who had just started to learn to be wayward.

"Go to the east of the city and buy the inch-gold cartilage made by Mrs. Zhao's family and cut it finely to make saozi."

"Well, yes."

"..." Yu Ji tilted her head slightly puzzled, looked at the hard-working female officer, and asked curiously, "Why do you never show distress when I am so self-willed?"

"Because Lady Yu Ji is very cute."

Concubine Ming showed a charming smile, and replied without thinking, while hiding her trembling fists in her sleeves.

"Well……"

Yu Ji pursed her mouth, her face was oozing a faint blush, but she who was the questioner was the first to show a very distressed look.

"That's why I hate you."

After speaking, Yu Ji escaped very unhappy.

The rest of the concubine Ming shrugged. Isn't this child's personality quite boring, why is he developing more and more irritable and not frank? Is it the girl's rebellious period? Being a mother is very tiring, okay?

"Old friend... Your daughter seems to be angry?"

The hale and hearty Xiang Yan stood at the door and greeted Concubine Ming, then walked into the room and poured two cups of tea.

Concubine Ming lowered her head quite sadly, and took a sip from her teacup, "My daughter has grown up and was taken away by wild boars, but fortunately, she was raised in the pigpen of Yan Country, and Xiao Yu is now starting to have her own. Thoughts, you don’t need me as a mother to accompany you all the time, I’m so redundant.”

"Hahaha, Xiaoyu from my husband's family is still cute."

"Don't keep mentioning your children, I said your son Xiang Liang is still locked up at Yan Ce, you don't plan to take care of it." Ming Fei's eyes flashed a sly light, and her tone was calm.

"I have already severed the father-son relationship with that woman pretending to be an evil animal. What happens to him in the future has nothing to do with the old man, and my army does not need such a corrupt family to inherit." Xiang Yan said with a cold face and righteous words : "Besides, Young Master Ce is despicable and shameless, full of tricks, but Xiang Liang's life will not be in danger in his hands."

This old guy, don't look at the appearance of being upright and iron-blooded commander, he is actually a thief, and the person who can compete with Wang Jian's old man in tactics has a dirty heart. Concubine Ming knows this old friend very well, and admires him even more Foresight and foresight, the difficulty of selling him is simply a linear geometric sequence.

"Grand Master Ce's ideas are always unexpected." She paused, watching Xiang Yan's expression change, "He spread rumors that he would marry the Xiang family, and he forced the King of Chu to sign a contract without shame, and now there is no one in Kyushu I don't know the news that Young Master Yan Ce wants to marry 'Yu' by force, what should you do?"

Xiang Yan immediately showed an ugly expression as if he had eaten a fly, and slammed on the desk in resentment.

"Little Yan Ce, after marrying Mr. Fusu, you still want to forcefully marry a kind girl, that's all. Why do you want to do such a beastly thing? This is disloyal to heaven, distrustful of earth, disrespectful to others, and not ashamed to Nations!"

"Actually, he's probably not, not that bad."

Concubine Ming felt that her stimulation therapy might be too forceful, this needle directly pierced into the leaf of Xiangyan's lung, and immediately prepared to reduce the hatred value to prevent this old guy from dying forever.

"When I entered the Qin Dynasty this time, he specifically said that 'Yu' is Xiang Yan's heart, and Xiang Yan is a madman with no end in sight, but he is not greedy for beauty, but just wants to serve 'Yu' and thousands of Chu people. Leaving a glimmer of life, what he wants is good neighborliness and friendship, the rule of the holy king, not endless disputes."

"Fake, don't believe me."

Concubine Ming: "..."

"I'll go back and discuss with the counselors about Yan Ce's scheming intentions. Secondly, thoroughly investigate the rumors, and definitely kill the person who planned to spread the rumors."

Concubine Ming's eyes darkened, her willow eyebrows raised slightly, and she looked down at Xiang Yan who was eager to eat her flesh.

Oh, failed...

Old thing, scolding my son and scolding me again, how dare you not eat a toast!

Chapter Three Hundred and Five

After Xiang Yan left angrily, Concubine Ming questioned the feasibility of the trick of mouth escape, which was no different from playing the piano with a donkey. A tool man can only rely on the backstab of justice.

There is no way, Xiang Yan swears to the death not to reconcile with Young Master Ce, sooner or later he will become a decayed and backward funeral object. After experiencing the intertwining of life and death, the passing of time... Status, wealth, disasters and disasters are compared to family members, they all become superficial.

The wild geese sang and the cold mountain swept the tomb. In her early years, she shed tears like rain when she worshiped her parents, but now she only has two lines of tears to pay homage to her own children, spanning ten years. , She has the skill of retaining the face, time seems to have left no trace on her face, but the teardrops of different ages have different weights after all.

It is better to be treated as a happy tool than to let old friends go to Huangquan generously, Yu, and children like Yu become serious and indifferent prematurely, and are marked with revenge.

At least, you can also see the glorious and prosperous age that Yan Ce said.

Maybe it can be done?

then.

Under the cloudy sky in the depths of winter, she shifted her gaze to the room at the farthest corner of the courtyard, with a gentle and sweet smile on her lips.

Since the soft ones are not good enough, then come hard ones.

Everyone is for the children, who is afraid of whom.

Then she slipped into Xiang Yan's study, knocked open the secret compartment on the bookshelf and stole the tiger talisman, Xiang Yan's personal property and dowry, and packed them into a bundle. The heavy military armor and military boots on the hanger were coated with itching powder, ready to be scoured from the black market. The "One Pillow Millennium" medicine sprinkled on the cake that was originally reserved for Yu Ji, and then brought it to the next door with a smile on her face.

"Xiaoyu be good, open the door."

……

……

the same moment.

Xinzheng State Mansion, the former capital of Korea.

The sword light flashed, and it was unsheathed.