Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Miss Ling Shi was stunned for a moment, and wanted to shake it off, but found that it was the boy's left arm that was holding her, so she didn't choose to break free for a moment.

Yan Ce asked: "Excuse me, where is the screen toilet (note: the advanced closed toilet at that time, with high privacy)?"

"Turn right at the outer wall of the main hall and go straight for fifty steps." The old servant replied subconsciously.

"Thank you."

Immediately Yan Ce thanked her, took her by the hand and walked out, the old servant finally regained his composure and watched a man and a woman walk out of the main hall, his expression gradually confused, always feeling that something was not quite right.

After a while, the young guards who entertained the guests wiped off their sweat, found an empty seat in the corner after busying themselves, and asked the old servant:

"Uncle, where are these two people?"

The old servant touched his rough chin, and said with a strange expression: "It is said that he went to the toilet."

The young guards all looked dumbfounded: "Two, still together?"

The old servant nodded: "En."

Everyone's faces turned green, and the whole person was in an environmentally friendly color. They looked at each other, and each read the other's [-] whys.

Who goes to the toilet together with men and women, are you rushing to go to the toilet?

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Searching aimlessly is extremely inefficient, and we can only roughly guess the location of this huge building complex that accommodates almost all the clansmen based on the experience of room distribution.

"Wait."

Miss Lingshi uttered a word.

Yan Ce stopped and blinked: "Why—"

next moment.

She pulled Yan Ce back with a little force, squeezed into a narrow and secret corner, covering Yan Ce's mouth and nose with her white hands.

The soft touch of the back is magnified in the small space, and the perfect line of the chest makes the boy's heart flutter slightly. He wants to move, but is tightly controlled by the woman's left hand. When the body leans back, it seems to fit Together, the body temperature seemed to be able to pass through the slightly thin silk suit and spread on his back.

It's warm and soft at the same time.

And Yan Ce also heard something at this time, but because of the suffocation, her breathing began to be short, and the wet water vapor breathed on her palm uncontrollably, so she had to absorb oxygen from the woman's tiny fingers that were almost non-existent.

"Tongue, don't move...don't lick either." She raised her toe and kicked Yan Ce.

Then, there was a rush of walking.

"What about people?"

"Keep looking."

At this time, the hot-blooded guards were already surrounded by the screen toilet, thinking about it.

"My Zeng family has followed Confucianism for generations. Can we tolerate such dirty things?"

"cannot!"

"Everyone, prepare to pry open the door!"

"promise!"

While the Zeng family teenagers were struggling against the toilet, the two quickly walked out from another corner. The courtyard was quite large, and it was difficult to distinguish the distribution of the residence for a while, so Miss Ling did not take the initiative to break free. His eyes looked at Yan Ce.

"Just now I thought I was going to be smothered to death by you."

Yan Ce raised his head and took a deep breath, and the other thing was to see the moistness of his palm, not only his eyes, but also his expression was full of disgust, he wiped the boy's sleeve several times, as if to wipe away the residual smell It seems to be wiped off together.

"Is your highness wild? You still use licks."

"You're still talking about me! How can anyone just cover their mouth and nose...even if it's covering, it will widen the gap left for me to breathe! For half a moment, for a full half moment, I almost suffocate to death, hey!"

"Is it time to let go?"

Miss Lingshi asked calmly.

Only then did Yan Ce come to his senses, let go of her wrist, and pretended nothing happened: "Let's let it go..."

At this time, neither of the two of them continued to speak in a tacit understanding, walking quietly as temporary companions side by side.

Going around the winding corridors and walking in a deeper direction, the night is getting darker, and the bright moonlight is revealed, barely providing faint illumination for pedestrians.Gradually, the lingering sound of the wind chimes at the corner of the eaves was blown to my ears by the long wind.

Yan Ce stopped in his tracks.

With the lights on and off, Zeng Ran, the head of the Zeng family, stood at the door with a smile on his face, and was personally welcoming the two visitors.

"Your Highness Ce, it's better to sit in my bedroom for a while, and I have prepared refreshments and food."

Yan Ce smiled calmly, "Where's Uncle Mo?"

"Brother Zhong is lying in the bedroom." Zeng Ran saw Yan Ce's astonished expression, and added with a smile: "Don't worry, he's still intact. I'm not as impatient as Your Highness thinks, I can wait ten years, don't care For a moment."

Then she sighed and complained: "What's more, Brother Zhong is drunk like that, what can I do."

Walking into the bedroom, it is not as luxurious and elegant as the decoration in the main hall. The decoration is very simple, with a few shelves of letters, one or two desks, and a pot of bluegrass. Lying on the side of the bed and not waking up.

Yan Ce heaved a sigh of relief, if Uncle Mo was killed, he might be forced to death by Yan Qing'ou, or be restrained by Mo Yan's classmate infinitely.

"Your Highness, is it just to see if Brother Zhong is safe? Don't worry, there is no safer residence in Qi than the Zeng Mansion."