Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"If only your face was as strong."

"Gongsun and the others will thank me in the future."

"Oh, they want to kill you now."

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"...Tsk."

Without responding to Yan Ce's curiosity, she closed the book, stroked the hair on the side of her ear, turned her body around, stood on tiptoe, and stuffed the volumes of old-fashioned letters back to the top of the bookshelf in order.

The boy's hand stretched out from behind her, and put a piece of soft sweets on his lips, then, Yan Ce put a little force on his fingers and stuffed it into his mouth before she was prepared.

"Is it delicious... Uh, it hurts."

"Deserving it."

The woman who was suddenly "attacked" bumped her elbow back and pushed Yan Ce away. The slightly sweet taste spread in her mouth, she closed her upper lip tightly, and stared at the mischievous boy vigilantly.

A little bit of residual pastry crumbs hung on the corners of the pink and tender cherry lips. The woman's lips were slightly opened, and the tip of her tongue stretched out to lick her lips. The sweet pastry crumbs "disappeared" and were replaced by wet marks that were so faint that they could not be detected .

"I want to work, get out."

Pursing a bit of the taste on his lips, Shangguan permanently ejected Yan Ce who was in the way, opened the preliminary arrangement of the teenager's wedding itinerary drawn up by His Majesty, and worked quietly.

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As for Yan Ce, Shangguan currently has no good plan to deal with it. He is obviously from the royal family of Yan. According to the initial information, he should be an undercover agent. However, when he closed the net, he has already stepped up to the prince's route step by step. He is only one step away from succeeding to the throne. It can also be called a generation of legends.Because of this, this wedding arrangement is particularly troublesome.

When Qin unified the six kingdoms, he should make a necessary separation from the Zhou rituals and abolish some of them. How to determine the audience of the ceremony depends on His Majesty's unpredictable thoughts. Whether to invite nobles from the original six kingdoms to participate?

Strictly speaking, it is not necessary, but who made Yan Ce draw a red line with the Xiang family in order to usurp Chu, and signed an equal contract with Zeng Ran, the head of the Zeng family, in order to win the throne; the family of the aide Zhang Zifang also belongs to South Korea in theory If the well-known big clan controls Han through Zhang Zifang one day, it will also be one of the effective ways to stabilize the potential rebellion...

Looking at it this way, Yan Yan, the entire map of the Qin Kingdom looks like Yan Ce is playing Lianliankan. It is full of red lines, and if there are more, it can be tied into a mess.

In the study room, Shangguan crossed his legs, spread the pages of the book on his knees, touched his clean chin, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

After a long time of contact, Shangguan was no less familiar with Yan Ce than His Majesty, and it could be said that he was more familiar with Yan Ce than the young fiancées. Halfway through writing, he put down his pen.

With the deepening of contact, subtle changes have taken place in the initial impression and the relationship between the first meeting. It is not the rigidity of being forced by the first emperor to let her assist Yan Ce, but the strange sense of trust gradually grows from scratch, and such a little bit is born.Although not much, it also successfully established an illusion of working together under mutual trust.

Inexplicably, it feels...not bad?

Weird enough.

After thinking about it, I picked up the pen again, and continued to write the first draft of the general process, without being detailed, after all, I don't know how many times I need to revise.Writing a stroke of beautiful and beautiful words, while thinking spreads out in an almost mechanical repetition process.

What would it be like if she was pregnant with a child in the future?

... It's strange enough just to have this thought.

Then, rarely, there was an extra stroke at the end of the word, which became a typo.

Shangguan was a little distracted, he found the disadvantages of books compared to bamboo slips, but there was no way to change them, so he tore up a whole page blankly and rewrote it.

In terms of evaluation alone, Yan Ce's behavior of not turning a corner at all is still heinously bad, but at least his attitude is correct enough, he has the courage to admit his mistakes, and then he just doesn't change.

Shangguan Miaomiao...Which kid can say this kind of name?

"His head is so new it looks like it hasn't been used since birth."

Shangguan said something to himself, but he couldn't tell the meaning behind it, anyway, it couldn't be a compliment, she really couldn't expect too much from someone who could come up with such a name.

There was a knock on the door.

Then, without waiting for Shangguan to respond, Yan Ce walked over to her bookshelf and flipped.

"Looking for what?"

Shangguan's indifferent voice did not have any emotional fluctuations. He raised his eyes to look at Yan Ce, put down the work at hand, to prevent the boy from sneaking up on her again, and stuffed something into his mouth. , it is impossible not to be on guard.

"I remember you put the keys of the palaces and palaces here... Wait, what does that dangerous expression of yours mean?"

Sitting by the window, Shangguan stared at Yan Ce with black eyes, seriousness was written on his delicate cheeks, "I think what you are doing at the moment is committing a crime. If necessary, I would like to propose to His Majesty that you be imprisoned."

"I'm not a good person." Yan Ce sighed, and took out a key, "In case I'm imprisoned in the future, I should be prepared."

"..."

Shangguan looked down and saw that Yan Ce had changed into the black dress prepared by the prince, the coldness in his eyes increased slightly, "Then, Your Highness Toy, you'd better explain the reason why you gave up resistance in advance."

"I seem to remember something."

Yan Ce stuffed the key into the sleeves that were changed to bigger ones, and sat opposite Shangguan, his soft hair was lifted by the breeze under the moonlight, and his appearance could be seen in his cold eyes, as if he was impatient with Yan Ce's inefficient approach, He stretched his fingers to shave his hair behind his ears, exposing his neck, and tapped lightly on the table with his other hand.

"Oh?"

"A dark, scary world, I'm like a traveler exploring the unknown, walking in repeated circles."

Yan Ce's mood was involuntarily depressed, and the colors of pain and despair flashed across his eyes, filling his eye sockets.

Shangguan was startled, and when he finished speaking like this, he stood up like a strange man with rich experience and philosophical thinking of a saint.

He smiled wryly and turned around to find a dark corner to read the flavors of memories.

Miss Shangguan's complexion darkened, and she hooked his back collar, "Go back, return the key to me!"

This idiot's acting skills are getting better and better. In order to "hair" her key, she tries to be quiet so that every cell can reveal the breath of literature and art, but the soul in the shell is completely broken and hopeless.