Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Perhaps it was an illusion, before Gan Luo left, he vaguely saw a different emotion from His Majesty's pupils. It was not like treating a boy who was not good at private life, but a special kind of...

Gan Luo's eyelids twitched, and he followed behind several confidential bosses. I don't know if they also saw the same scene, but everyone maintained silence together.

The waiters bowed and retreated, and the temperature in the main hall seemed to drop a few degrees in an instant.

"The kid next to you looks familiar." Ying Zheng smiled.

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"It seems that His Highness Ce is in trouble."

Following the long wind in early spring, the fresh air of all things floats under the sky. This is the same scene as the days and nights in the past, and it is also very familiar to Gan Luo from the school.

I always feel that His Majesty cares a little bit more about Young Master Ce. Compared with Crown Prince Fu Su, Young Master Ce seems to be closer to Fu Su. I really hope I am wrong, otherwise the development of things will be beyond imagination.

This bizarre and grotesque guess made Gan Luo feel the pain in his head from the bottom of his heart.

Thinking about it further, Qin is about to explode.

Perhaps, this is the reason why she is willing to stay in the school for ten years to enjoy a moment of tranquility, pure and unaffected by stimulation.

Those who walked in front were either the ministers of the two dynasties or the veterans of the three dynasties. The raindrops hit the towering ancient branches, and the new buds shook slightly to shake off the rain. There was a more or less heavy look on his old face.

Feeling the more dignified breath of the confidential bosses than the rainy day spreading around, you can guess with your toes that they must have a little bit of complaints about the education level of the school. The flag-style military order that the child will go back to his hometown to get married" is now probably so broken that even the dross can't be found.

As for emotional issues, Gan Luo's qualifications are still inexperienced, and he has no way to use the binoculars of a microscope to accurately perceive the practical significance of every change in His Majesty's brows like a group of mature bosses.

empire……

In the first empire spanning thousands of years, previous generations paid an unimaginable price to clear the fog above their heads step by step. His Majesty is the one who is destined to clear the clouds and see the sun. Gan Luo never denies this, but that It seems that His Majesty hesitated in matters such as feelings, which is rare.

unconsciously.

Gan Luo came to the professor's office, opened the door, and saw at a glance the hero Yan Laoda who was the leader of Confucianism long before she entered the school.

Yan Qing was looking through the previous lesson plans and exam arrangements in boredom.

"Mr. Yan..."

Gan Luo saluted helplessly, and addressed the great Confucian sage with respect, and said, "Why are you here again today?"

"Mo Zhong hides in the school and sleeps in the industrial area at night. He has been afraid to go home for a few days. I have been waiting for him to confess. Now I am curious about how much he has done to me. I am so guilty."

Yan Qing turned her head to stare at the rain curtain, her brows were slightly frowned, and she didn't continue to speak, but tapped the table with her index finger.

"Mr. Mo was very popular when he was young." Gan Luo said, "Mr. Mo was honored as the swan song of the Mohist school when he was young. Accident, shouldn't it be surprising..."

"indeed."

Yan Qing did not deny this.

Looking up at her junior, Gan Luo, the head of the academy, she said solemnly: "Brilliant glory will cover up the imperfection of private life. This is a point of view that most people will agree with, and private life is irrelevant. But what they think What does it have to do with me, Yan Qing, why should I be like them?"

"What I care about is not Mo Zhong's achievements. The achievements have been proven to me ten years ago. What I care about is only him, and I only care about this man named Mo Zhong."

"Gan Luo is taught."

Gan Luo bowed down and obeyed the teaching of the great sage.

"Mr. Ke Yan, why don't you just ask if you care so much?"

"Do not ask."

Yan Qing restrained the thoughts of "I'm so curious", grabbed her hair, and reluctantly said: "I'll wait for him to tell me, otherwise it will make me seem to care about him, and I feel so ashamed!"

"..."

Gan Luo was silent for a moment, and then asked again: "Mr. Yan, if a woman adopts a adopted son, the relationship between the two is very good, and the woman almost treats her as her own child, and takes good care of her every day."

"Suddenly one day, that boy appeared in front of his mother with a very cute girl, but the adoptive mother didn't smile like a smile. I don't understand why?"

Yan Qing picked up a piece of peach meat and put it into her mouth, chewed it for a few seconds and swallowed it. She frowned and said, "Huh? Isn't this just Yangfu Tong coming out of the closet? What's so strange about it?"

Gan Luo's complexion was not normal, "...No way."

She thought of the transfer of the female officer and the emperor's fleeting subtle emotions, and the assumption that she didn't want to believe seemed to gradually become a reality at this moment.

Then, Yan Ce and His Majesty the Emperor...

It's actually a special relationship in private!

"..."

Gan Luo was completely silent this time, flipping through the list of prospective graduates this year, his pen trembling slightly.

then.

The juvenile's personal moral score column was changed from marginal to excellent in the first echelon.

……

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From the waiter's point of view who doesn't know why, the current scene must be full of motherly kindness and filial piety. It is the gentle side of the emperor that ordinary people cannot see. The warmth that permeates the whole picture unknowingly in daily life.

But Yan Ce, who is in the center of the force field of "The King's Oppression", has a sense of uneasiness that if he can't write the standard answer, he will die on the spot. ah.

After a long time, he said, "You have seen that girl."