Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

After she finished speaking, she put the lesson plan in her arms next to the cabinet, and folded her legs slightly.

"Just right, His Royal Highness Fusu said that he is not feeling well today and needs to rest, and he needs to make some adjustments to his work arrangement."

"I'm pretty self-taught."

Yan Ce showed a repulsive look, so as to cover up his broken state of mind.

"it is good."

Miss Lingshi looked at the stupid idiot who was trying her best to hide his bewilderment, she put down the letter in a calm tone, turned around and walked out of the bedroom. warmth.

"The school's assessment time is..."

She raised her soft hair, and the summer flowers blooming in the courtyard bloomed in her eyes, "After three hours."

"Three, three hours!" Yan Ce stood up immediately, puzzled, "How is it possible, there are only three hours."

Miss Lingshi showed a faint smile at the right time, stepped in the shadows, covered the whiteness under the neck, and adjusted the neckline slightly at an angle that the boy could not see, with a calm expression.

"About noon, less than three hours to be exact."

She glanced at the startled young man, stopped her legs, stood at the door, and seemed to be waiting for something.

"..."

There was an ominous premonition in Yan Ce's heart.

It's just an exam. He is a disciple of the sages of Legalism and the last person in power of the King of Yan family. The mere exam is nothing. In other words, which bastard reformed the Qin exam system? He should have been thrown into the pool and drowned.

After complaining, the teenager still has self-confidence.

After a long silence, he raised his eyes and asked, "Is there any make-up exam?"

"……Have."

"Really?"

"Fake, failed the assessment, one year of tutoring."

At this moment, Yan Ce remembered that in order to write a regular imperial examination system, he canceled stereotypes and blocked most of the loopholes that could be exploited. Even the content of the assessment will be given an absolute weight of etiquette, three years, five years , Ten years of slow transition to comprehensive assessment of various basic knowledge.

Moreover, the boy did not accidentally catch the last train of the era, and he didn't go to kindergarten specifically.The icy woman next to him pinched a weakness, and her tone of neither salty nor light seemed to make it clear that the young man must be a little soft, and it was impossible to sacrifice a year to study in the school, so he was determined.

"You, can you..."

Yan Ce's face turned red. He said earlier that he didn't need any help, but he would change his words after a while, and his voice was so difficult that he needed to spit out words one by one.

"What can it be?"

Miss Lingshi took off her coat and put it on the side. Inside was a delicate sleeveless shirt. It was cool in the morning, and her bare white shoulders were slightly rosy, and her home attire vaguely revealed a more feminine taste.

"review."

Yan Ce spoke stiffly, and what he said with all his strength made him rub his forehead to relieve the heavy headache. This wicked woman definitely wanted to play tricks on him.

"Oh, review what?"

Looking down at Yan Ce beside the bed, she calmly asked, if a smile has color, it must be black.

"It's okay... I'll sleep again."

Yan Ce lay on the bed, staring blankly at the dome, as if alive.

"How long do you want to rest, stupid Highness."

She took off her shoes, stepped on the table, brushed the ends of her hair, and opened the letter directly. She lowered her eyes and stared at the handwritten words on it, outlined it twice from time to time, and then tapped the table with her fingers.

"come over."

"Throw it over here."

"..." Miss Lingshi's expression dropped to zero in an instant, "I'll take it for you and eat it whole? If you have a habit of eating strange food, I don't care. Hurry up, I'm going to prepare a recent summary report for His Majesty in the afternoon. "

This process of you coming and going and tearing each other lasted for a while, and the two of them tacitly ignored the most embarrassing thing, which was the action of crossing the line yesterday. Perhaps, the indescribable panic in their hearts, Miss Ling also existed, but She rarely expresses her feelings formally as a woman.

"Pen."

She opened a copy of the test questions, handed over the pen, focused on the young man's pen tip, and Yan Ce took over the scribbling and writing questions. Although it was a comprehension question, the written answers were too vernacular.

As for the swallow shape of the handwriting, Miss Lingshi no longer intends to correct it too much, it is too difficult to catch.

She said: "The handwriting is unique among the ranks of the royal family. If you call it a slant of the sword, then you are the most perfect master."

"Hey, isn't it just that the handwriting is ugly, is it necessary to run on me like this?"

"In the past, the bamboo slips you wrote to His Majesty turned out to be in such handwriting. I was shocked by His Majesty's tolerance for you."

"Actually, it can be even uglier, believe it or not."

Yan Ce's endurance was on the verge of limit, and he said in a self-defeating manner.

"Hold the pen."

As soon as the lingering sound fell, the woman stretched out her index finger and bumped against Yan Ce's finger. Seeing that the boy dodged subconsciously and clamped his knuckles, "Who told you that the brush should be used at an angle, it's too ugly, and the ink will scatter, It will be a mess if it falls on the tablet."

After a pause, she glanced at the frowning boy.

"Also, don't stare at my boobs, beast."