Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

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The gate of the school.

The boy stopped and turned around.

"Ever since I left the royal court yesterday, I've been feeling someone behind me staring at me."

Immediately, Yan Ce took a step back, dodging a flying silver dagger, and then the next one passed his waist and passed through, nailed to the wall.

A hole was pierced through the hilts of the two swords, and they were connected with silk thread of unknown material. With the help of the shining candlelight, it seemed to be glowing with golden light under the dark night sky. Control Yan Ce's mobility.

The body that hadn't exercised for a long time inevitably slowed down for a moment. Yan Ce didn't have time to draw the sword, and the beating of the heart obviously accelerated. The next moment, the black and red shadow flashed, drew out a long dagger, and aimed at the forehead.

"Yu Ji, are you planning to assassinate me?"

As Yan Ce said, he turned sideways and quickly dodged like a cheetah.

Clamping Yu Ji's wrist, she pushed her forward. At the same time, she lifted her foot towards her ankle and made her fall to the ground. She grabbed the dagger lightly and laid it across her delicate neck.

"It's getting hotter and hotter, I admit defeat and let go."

Yu Ji was knocked down by the former assassin leader in a few seconds, her tone was rather violent.

Yan Ce disarmed Yu Ji vigilantly, and asked, "Why did you assassinate me?"

Yu Ji pulled out her two swords, her black and red cloak and close-fitting black clothes were slightly damaged, revealing her bruised reddish skin, her waist-length hair was a little messy, she stared at Yan Ce with wide eyes.

"My step-mother told me before that you can only control the distance between the two parties by greeting in the way that others are most familiar with. Why is it completely ineffective after greeting, and even more angry!"

"The way you greet me really bothers me. You won't have no friends all the time, will you?"

Yan Ce pulled out the two daggers with a few ruthless tugs.

A stab at the heart.

Yu Ji obviously panicked for a moment, she raised her head, her brows furrowed, and her expression became more irritable.

"Don't say unnecessary words, this is what my adoptive father asked me to hand over to you."

After finishing speaking, Yu Ji untied the hanging bag on her waist, grabbed a piece of the national seal and threw it to Yan Ce.

"Eating and drinking at Xiang's house in Chu State was less than three months ago. Qin and Chu fought, and I left Chu State and returned home... no, I went back to Yan State to meet my adoptive father. He asked me to hand over the imperial seal to Young Master Ce. I found the princess who was captured by Shan Yu, and arrived in Qin State on the way."

"The foster father said that he watched Guoshang, who was defected by all the members, dangling in front of him all day long, and urging him to affix the seal was too disturbing, so he simply gave you the national seal temporarily. Waiting for the day when he can regain the real power, he will definitely punish the rebels and punish Qin. Retaking the Great Seal proved him right."

"Yan Xuan—"

Holding the imperial seal, Yan Ce gradually developed indescribably complex emotions towards Wang Shuyan's obsession with proclaiming the restoration of the country.

"What else did he say?"

Yu Ji cleared her throat, lowered her voice and said, "He said that he already had no expectations for Yan Ce's full-fledged Wangniang thing, but handing over the Imperial Seal to Yan Ce means that he has lost both name and real power. Give him the real land of Yan Kingdom."

"As long as he doesn't betray the country, he doesn't care how much he loves, but if he dares to sell the land, Yifu said that even if he goes to Dragon City to form an alliance with foreign barbarians, he will definitely die with you."

"This is the original words."

"..."

Yan Ce paused, looked at the rapidly developing Qin State, and looked at the room full of traitorous mortgage contracts, and said with a headache:

"But I've almost sold Yan Kingdom..."

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In the early morning of the next day, Yan Ce first arranged for Yuji to be a companion in the school dormitory with the helpless "Brother Yu".

"Your Highness Ce, Your Majesty came here this morning." Miss Bai Ren gave a noble salute gracefully, and said, "But I saw you leading a beautiful girl into the bedroom openly, and then turned around and left. Your Highness, what are you doing today?" Do you want to postpone your business?"

"It's okay, don't push."

"Is it really not necessary? Your Majesty, she seems to be in a normal mood." Bai Ren pondered for a moment, then asked repeatedly: "Do you really not need to push? Things can always be resolved in time."

"She has always been in a normal mood. Maybe it's because of the cold wind in the winter morning. Go back to sleep for a while, and her mentality will naturally recover."

Yan Ce frowned and said, in fact, his current thoughts are completely on the side of Yan Kingdom, maybe Uncle Yan wants to stud.

"Miss Bai, is Mr. Changping still in prison?"

"Yes." Bai Ren said: "Although Changping Lord is not as hardworking as General Xiang Liang and other Chu people every day, he will participate in labor to some extent. Your Highness, are you going to visit Changping Lord?"

"kindness."

"Mr. Changping has always had his homeland in his heart, but His Highness's heart is for Qin. It is inevitable that there will be unpleasant conversations. If it is not important, why don't you let me pass it on?" Bai Ren made a conservative proposal.

Yan Ce shook his head, "No need."

"Then I-"

"Together."

"promise."

Soon, the two arrived at the gate of the prison. After Yan Ce registered, he went to the deepest part of the second floor of the prison with the jailer.

Pushing open the newly decorated elegant door, Lord Changping's cold eyes fell on Yan Ce, then he lowered his eyes and pushed the mahjong, stood up and stared at the young man from the Yan family who put him into prison.

Yan Ce took the initiative to break the stiff atmosphere, and said humbly, "Mr. Changping, in terms of seniority, I should call you uncle. Uncle, how are you doing?"