Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

When leaving, Fusu didn't say anything more to Yan Ce, but just smiled, and transferred the people around Yan Ce from their posts, so as to minimize the disturbance that the young man might bring.

In the study, Yan Ce did not expect that His Majesty would transfer Miss Lingshi to take a leave of absence.

She looked at the chess game for a while, thinking about the meaning of each move, but she just wondered that Fusu's chess method had changed.

"Do you know chess?" she asked.

Of course, this sentence was not addressed to Yan Ce, who only knows how to play backgammon and checkers, but to Zifang who was recruited as a counselor and staff member.

"Fortunately, I understand a little bit, Chu Jun's chess moves have never been seen before, it doesn't look like a normal way of playing."

The ovary replays and studies fresh chess methods.

"It seems so. I thought it was because the prince was slow to realize the change of His Royal Highness Fusu. Now I withdraw my opinion. The change of chess skills cannot be deliberately changed in a day or two. People do change."

After Shangguan finished speaking, he looked at Yan Ce.

Yan Ce lowered his eyes and apologized, "I have implicated you."

Shangguan brushed the hair beside his ears, pursed his lips, "No need to apologize, I was originally trying to irritate the prince to the greatest extent, and normal people would show dissatisfaction. I was transferred as I expected, which just shows that this highness has hidden a lot of secrets." .”

Yan Ce squinted, "I thought you were showing your true feelings."

"If your masochism has increased again, and it's just not time to change your dressing, should you kneel down and lick it for a while?"

His cold eyes stared over, as if asking.

"No, thank you."

In front of Fusu, this cold woman had a good time playing the "Princess Concubine". Fusu's psychological quality is already excellent.

Yan Ce breathed a sigh of relief, it was luck that he didn't fight.

Her indifferent expression didn't change, she stretched out her hand towards Yan Ce.

"Help me."

The boy held her soft palm and helped her up, the temperature of his palm was slightly cool.

The woman narrowed her eyes, showing a dangerous look, "Even if I don't anger the prince, she might prepare a second set of silk books to divide my work."

Yan Ce's expression was serious, "So..."

The white bare feet stepped on Yan Ce's feet, and pressed down slightly.

She said indifferently: "So, as compensation, it's time for you to cook, prince of lust. You don't change your shoes before entering the door. If I can still see any footprints after three quarters, you can think about how to walk with your tongue in the future." Got it, understand?"

pS: There are so many golden treasure chests that have appeared in the past two days. There are a few tokens in a pile. I just randomly smoked enough to prostitute myself for two weeks.

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Shangguan looked indifferently at Zifang's resumption of the game, glanced at Yan Ce, put his finger on the chess piece, and said: "I thought His Highness Fusu's chess skills were ordinary, and he played with the black first, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be an opponent's chess. After the horn star position, the offensive became more and more fierce, but the offensive was restrained, contradicting itself, because I didn't want to go down anymore, and it ended hastily."

Yan Ce thought for a moment, suddenly realized, and nodded.

"Ah... I don't understand."

A dissatisfied look cast over, Yan Ce shrugged without timidity.

"..."

Hearing Yan Ce's answer, she still had a cold and indifferent expression, and looked at the young man for a while, "Although I don't expect you to understand even if you are not as good as a beginner, you are becoming more and more proficient in pretending."

"Isn't this suitable for you? You can't let you sing a one-man show."

"A pretense of righteous speech."

His brows tightened and then gradually relaxed, as if he had given up his expectations for His Royal Highness. After the resumption, every move was recorded in the chess record and placed beside the bed. One, and you..."

Yan Ce smiled and said, "I am number one in mathematics."

He is quite confident in claiming this way, and his theoretical knowledge is definitely at the ceiling of Qin.

"Number?" Miss Lingshi raised her eyebrows, and said calmly: "The isolated copies of Lianshanyi and Guizangyi are currently in the treasury of Wangting's treasury. His Highness must have read them intensively. Please Mr. Yan to clarify my doubts."

Seeing the woman's frosty attitude, Yan Ce understood that she was definitely trying to hit his arrogance and make things difficult for him.

These two volumes of ancient book Yan Ce are only limited to hearing, and I am afraid that if I were not pulled out, I might not be able to decipher the content. The fashion value is second only to Hetu Luoshu, a giant in the book, a hero of mysticism.

The boy blinked, "... Shall I solve a calculus for you on the spot?"

Then, it was cold.

At the end of the day, the pattering rain curtain covered the branches with light veils, and the rippling mist obscured the vision. Under the dim light and shadow of the study, she raised her arms and fiddled with her hair, her slender eyelashes fluttering slightly.

On the side, Ovary, who was isolated from the strange atmosphere, looked at the boy with complicated eyes, as if saying "Uncle Policeman, this is the man".

Yan Ce looked down at the chessboard, "Who wins?"

The woman said: "Instead of paying attention to insignificant things, it is better to understand the changes of your fiancée. She said that she would give you a happy life of eternal imprisonment. It should not be a joke."

Well, it was Fusu who had the upper hand.

Yan Ce cleaned up the chessboard and sat on her bed.

"That's what I'm not sure about. I'm still detaining the officers of the Great Wall Corps. His Majesty the deputy commander of the Central Army is detaining it. As for Mr. Fei... don't mention it."

She supported the wardrobe and kicked Yan Ce's calf, "Get up, don't sit on my quilt."