Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Putting on a thoughtful expression, he frowned.

Walking to the main entrance of the palace, he saw Yan Ce rolling around on the bed.

Like a pet with excess energy.

Unexpectedly, someone would not even knock on the door, Yan Ce froze, turned his head mechanically and found that it was Miss Ling Shi, and immediately relaxed.

He said lazily, "It's you."

"Ah."

"Wait! How could it be you, what did you hear?"

"It's nothing... Your Majesty didn't let anyone get close, and I didn't hear anything."

As Miss Ling said, she did not get close, but it wasn't that she couldn't hear anything. The first thing she saw was the ring.

"What's wrong?" Yan Ce asked again.

"It's nothing."

His gaze stayed there for a moment, then he moved away, Miss Lingshi fiddled with her hair, and said coldly: "What strange thing did you do to His Majesty again?"

It is said to be an interrogative sentence, but the legal expert who has always used words quite elegantly used the tone of a declarative sentence.

"Speaking of me so obscenely, it sounds harsh." Yan Ce complained helplessly.

"The words you talked in your sleep at night made me so noisy that I couldn't sleep. Do you need me to repeat it to you?" She said calmly, "I didn't realize that you still have the talent to compose poems in dreams. Why don't you concentrate on doing some poems in the future, Your Highness?" The disgusting poetry is ready, I believe that with your ability, there will be no shortage of innocent girls who are willing to be played bad by you in the future."

She sat on the edge of the bed, put her hands on the edge of the bed, pinched the sheets, and squeezed gently.

"I have my principles, no one under the age of eighteen."

Yan Ce lay flat on the bed, squinted his eyes, and when he turned sideways, the bridge of his nose accidentally bumped into her thigh. Fortunately, it was soft, and it didn't hurt too much when it hit her. His cold eyes seemed to contain killing intent, and he didn't care. Carefully rubbing the bridge of his nose.

Seeing the unchanged expression of indifference, Yan Ce suddenly realized, and the folds of the skirt on her legs flattened, showing a sorry expression.

Then, the indifference doubled.

"By the way, there are only a few days left for the assessment. Can I have a tutoring session tomorrow morning?"

Miss Lingshi's expression seemed a little too cold, and she replied, "No time."

"Noon?" Yan Ce expressed his understanding and continued to ask.

"No time."

"And at night?"

"Not available either."

"Excuse me, when...are you free?"

"do not know."

Chapter five hundred and fortieth eight sad and worried

Yan Ce wandered his eyes on Miss Lingshi, and said, "You just came back, and the reinstatement is not in a hurry. Is your nature a workaholic, or are you in a bad mood? As far as the current situation is concerned, I am more inclined to return to work later." By."

"Are you a bug, don't come close, it's too hot."

Miss Lingshi straightened her hair, raised her fingers to push away Yan Ce who was rubbing against her.

The teenager sat up from the bed, showing a saintly smile, "As a senior male mother, I have enough patience to tolerate imperfections. Do you have any unhappy things to make me happy?"

After experiencing several cruel situations, Yan Ce became more and more aware of his original intention. Countless people said that he was wrong, that he should not exploit nobles, let alone be whimsical, saying what he should do.

But the concept of right and wrong in my heart rejects "correctness".

Some people seek advantages and avoid disadvantages for life, and some people sacrifice their lives for righteousness. The origin is that their different views create a mountain and separate the two thoughts. Yan Ce has seen Uncle Yan sacrifice everything for the great cause, and Mao Dun He resolutely killed his father for the position of Shan Yu, and also saw that one of the three branches of Mohism devoted himself to the state of Qin and prospered the country through industry.

Yan Ce can use the remaining time to change the national system and create another timeline, but the only thing he can't do is to talk about "magnanimity".

However, with Miss Ling Shi's rational attitude towards life, there are very few real fluctuations in her heart, and most of the situations are stagnant and quiet, and it is even more impossible to accept persuasion, so Yan Ce resolutely chose a method that is more suitable for unraveling.

This is a just exchange of words.

After all, they are companions who live and die together, and the opponent is a woman, so it is impossible for Yan Ce to use force to compete, and it would be disgraceful to win, and shameful to lose.

"It's okay, you can tell me anything, I won't laugh at you." Yan Ce smiled sinisterly.

"No, go away."

Miss Lingshi gave him a sideways glance and said, "It's just that you are so disgusting that I feel unwell."

The woman unilaterally rejected Yan Ce's "provocation" and at the same time used the skill "Cold Stand".

His eyes glanced at the ring on his index finger. It was exquisite and beautiful, with a slight luster, and the details of the pattern belonged to the style of the Daqin royal family. For some reason, it was not very comfortable, as if a stone had fallen into his heart, and it felt a little heavy.

When she saw Yan Ce's specially made expression of "Looking for a snack to fill your mouth, ready to watch a joke", Miss Shi's eyebrows showed a slight dissatisfaction.

"How's the injury?"

"what?"

"Have you broken your ears? Need I repeat."

There seemed to be a chilly low pressure in her voice. Not only did she like to occupy a higher position than the boy when she spoke, but she was also inexplicably angry.