Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Miss Lingshi rubbed her clean chin, squinted her eyes, "It is said that the ancestors have some relationship with Mr. Fan Li, but now that I think about it, I am really not bragging about other people's flags. And she is not as rich as the prince said."

"Why do the nobles of the countries affected by the Tweet Order hate you so much? The wealth accumulated by the nobles of one country for generations can completely rebuild the two Xianyang cities. The best result under the Tweet Order is to hurt the muscles and bones."

She made the most intuitive statement.

"And everyone in the world claims that you have borrowed the wealth and power of the world, but in fact, it only makes the nobles feel heartbroken, and it is not as deadly as the Tweet Order."

"They still have half of them hidden, which have long been transformed into real estate and collections that seem ordinary but are in fact linked to cities. You can't have a reason to borrow this half, unless the fish dies and the net breaks."

"Then why didn't you tell me before?" Yan Ce said as he walked.

"Are we on good terms?" she asked.

Yan Ce hesitated for a moment, "It's... okay."

"..."

Miss Lingshi's gaze stayed on Tianyu's Liuyun, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"What's more interesting is that the Fan Luo Chamber of Commerce and the labor union established by you Guoshang have signed many friendly agreements in the past few days. The businessmen who are clearly neutral in words have decisively favored the prince in action. If you lose to the prince, the first One that might be cleaned up is this chamber of commerce.”

He looked at Miss Lingshi's white face, "Did many people bet on me?"

"Sixty percent, maybe a little more."

"...Where do they have the courage to believe that I can win?"

Yan Ce raised such a question.

"fear."

She glanced to the side from the corner of her eye, and said lightly: "If you make them lose their eyes, they will definitely try to tear the loser, that is, the prince. You know that even your majesty can't protect you forever. It is even more impossible to ascend the throne."

"You don't have to worry about me."

She responded calmly: "No worries, I'm just stating a fact to you, and you can analyze the conclusion yourself."

"You have already seen the list of the students in the research institute. You know what Miss Yu Ji and your fiancée Yu look like. Even if you are stimulated by me, you will swallow your anger. Even if you rely on resentment to promote their rapid growth, It’s not a short-term thing to become a helper.”

"You also know you stimulated her."

Miss Lingshi glared at him, and didn't bother to respond, "Half of the other noble descendants who entered the research institute are your sworn enemies, and the other half are purely for entering the research institute to befriend you."

"This 'on' is not very good."

She sneered and said: "Bright candles are for dreaming, and we go into the alley together. Enjoy the clouds and rain, and have a good night. The soul returns, and we feel sorry for the country."

Yan Ce couldn't help complaining: "...these words are full of Chu Ci, but don't they mean the same thing as 'up'! And being 'up' to death, it's too much!"

"Feel sorry."

"Don't apologize with a mocking look of pity. Are there no nobles who have been influenced by my personality?"

"Although I don't want to hit you, but it's true. If it is to add soil to your grave, they are very happy."

She really didn't mean to ridicule the young man with this sentence. More nobles were looking forward to Yan Ce's victory in the war against the prince, and on the other hand looking forward to his defeat. The complexity of the two emotions is really hard to understand their position.

Yan Ce himself also knew that he was not liked by the nobles, and he couldn't pin his hopes on the noble class.

He was silent for a while, and said, "How can I lose and still earn face?"

She said coldly: "Prince, do you know what I'm talking about? I'm not telling you this because I want to see a stupid loser locked up in the basement as a toy."

"I have confidence in the prince."

"..."

"Hiss—why did you step on my foot again, so hard?"

"Sorry, was careless."

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In the Jiange of the Inner Court, Miss Lingshi simply kept a one-meter distance from Yan Ce, and left directly after reporting back. This decisiveness relieved the heavy heart of the young man.

If she really planned to bring him to see His Majesty all the time, he might be able to study the sword technique of laying dead corpses now. The Jiange where he used to study sword technique was so quiet that there was no breath of cold violence.

Stepping into the Jiange, only Yan Ce and the emperor are in the dark space.

The black-haired woman with her back to the young man tilted her head at a very slight angle, the cold corner of her eyes was hidden in the corner of her eyes, and a thin layer of sweat from the morning exercise made the black and red crown tightly fit her body.

Seemingly dissatisfied with Yan Ce's silence, His Majesty the Emperor said, "You tried to escape."

She turned around, threw the long sword beside the sword stand, and looked at Yan Ce with calm eyes.

"I didn't expect that you would lose the decisiveness you should have in dealing with the enemy. Even if you are my daughter, you should show the unyielding courage. At this moment, you are far from the most powerful minister in the world that I thought in my heart." .”

The slightly hoarse voice made Yan Ce concentrate, and the young man showed a peaceful smile: "Your Majesty, the purpose of going to the research institute is to win over the dignitaries from all countries in the Qin state, tie everyone to my ship, and jointly resist the upcoming war. Stay away from the prince of Xianyang."

"So, did it work?"

"No, not at all."

After Yan Ce finished speaking, he fell into silence again. He saw His Majesty's heroic eyebrows slightly raised. She closed her eyes and sighed. Yan Ce understood that she was not optimistic about his policy of non-resistance.

If the opponent is not Fusu, not the crown prince of the empire, Yan Ce's choice will never be so difficult. He does not want to follow the melody of the world and become a rebel of the empire. Absolute advantage, but Yan Ce's opinion is just the opposite, the girl to be protected is absolutely safe only in Qin Ting.

Originated from advanced cognition, even if Guoshang was followed and monitored for [-] hours, Yan Ce's fear still lingered. The former little crown prince was obedient, but today's Fusu intends to strike hard. Regardless of whether Fusu is a British lord who brings prosperity to the empire in the future, or a tyrant who spreads fear, he can readily accept it.