Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Shihuang laughed helplessly, and stretched out his hand unhurriedly.

She said: "I will only wear this dress this time, don't expect too much."

"Ah."

Yan Ce laughed, held the extended hand, and stood in the middle.

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At night in the imperial capital, the turbid yellow moonlight turned into a cold white, the moonlight shone on the ground with a ray of coldness, and the distant galaxy was dotted with stars. In Yan Ce's memory, it is rare to see this magnificent fairy-tale Ji moon.

He stretched out his fingers to wipe off the dust on the table. How many years have he not felt as relaxed as today.

There is a picture scroll of family portraits on the table, and the ink reflects the moonlight under the night sky.

The "reptile" style calligraphy at the inscription can show the outline of the characters, and it looks alike when you look carefully. Yan Ce feels that his own characters have lowered the appearance of the painting. It was originally a thousand gold, but now it is difficult to sell a hundred coppers, and it was successfully compressed. The appreciation space of the picture scroll.

Since that day.

The maiden of the Crown Prince in Xianyang Hall of the imperial capital began to attend formally. Although the courtiers were extremely awkward, as the teenagers went from door to door bringing gifts to visit, everyone was a good person who was easy to discuss. Accepting the existence of the little princess Fusu, sincerely expressed the excellent traditional virtues of friendship and politeness, and doubled the gift from Yan Ce.

Every day, the distance between the outer court and the aisle of the hall was as if the courtiers had received a notice of critical illness, and their faces became more and more miserable.

"The moonlight is so beautiful."

Yan Ce expressed emotion towards Yue, and lowered his eyes to write a note in simplified characters.

The emperor's black and red wedding gown is still hanging on the hanger in his study, and it seems that it is only for ornamental purposes, and it is impossible for Shi Huangdi to change it again.

"I came alone, but now I am involved with countless people."

As time passed bit by bit, Yan Ce completely recorded the fragments that can be recalled in the past time in the book, from the encounter to the ending.

"Cer..."

From the door of the study, the gentleman greeted with a little embarrassment, and the unborn Legalist sage ordered the guards to put down a cart of ancient scrolls.

The corner of Yan Ce's mouth twitched, and he put down his pen: "...Sir, are you finally ready to move?"

"This is the parenting scripture."

Han Fei picked up a roll, patted the dust, and said seriously: "Be prepared in advance."

Yan Ce smiled and breathed a sigh of relief: "You finally think about it, and you are going to marry Master Mistress."

Han Fei: "..."

... Is this child's brain circuit broken? No matter who the teacher is, Han Feizi has experienced emotions in the first half of his life, and it is reasonable to find a partner in the second half of his life, but what the hell is a female partner?Anyone looking for a partner is looking for the same sex. How do women and women create children? Anyone who studies this topic must be locked in a small black room!

"Have you never thought about your child's future?"

Han Fei put rolls of revised and annotated parenting scriptures on Yan Ce's desk.

"You have to read this volume carefully, and you have to read it side by side. This is a book on parenting and success that has been annotated by great talents of different ages. It used to be popular in Jixia Academy for a while, and..."

In a short while, the slips were piled up and became a hill.

Yan Ce pushed aside the "Book Mountain", leaned on the side weakly, stretched out his hand, and said:

"Sir, I know that you are eager to see a cute child. But, are you preparing too early? She hasn't said that she must have a child. With her troublesome nature, she doesn't necessarily want meow Meow."

Thinking of that indifferent woman, Yan Ce's lips hurt like hell, and every time he lifted his lips, he would be bitten and bleed.

Then, the cold gaze warned that Yan Ce was absolutely not allowed to disturb her working time, or even sleep in a separate bed, so that he would not be allowed to take advantage of it.

Han Fei was taken aback for a moment, thought for a moment, and responded, "It's not this...it's the other one."

"I'm locked in the study room now, and I'm not allowed to enter the bedroom. You should understand what that means. I can't be in a hurry. You can move the parenting scriptures back first, and if you put me here, the floor can't even be rolled out at night."

In the room, Yan Ce put away the scroll and put it on the top of the bookshelf, and smiled helplessly.

The husband has been over-stimulated and has given up on her pro-student, and instead puts her hope on the next generation, hoping that mistakes will not reincarnate.

One is a good baby who can be cultivated from a doll, and the other is an assassin prince who is level 99 and whose skill tree is crooked to the sky. Anyone will choose the little meow who has a higher training level and a starting line that is one globe higher than the average person.

Meaty and soft.

And who doesn't like a good baby angel who giggles when poked.

But the premise of Angel Baby is that he has to reach a friendly and long-term strategic cooperative relationship with the women who have gone through Yan Ce's life journey on specific occasions.

His Majesty refused due to busy state affairs...

Shangguan has a very cold personality, not to mention the hassle of giving birth to a baby, if it wasn't for the occasional release of authority for Yan Ce, he might think that Miss Shangguan thinks it's troublesome and wants to adopt a little meow.

As for the little princess Fusu, she is still a child, even if Yan Ce's desire to establish a crystallization is so obsessed with obsession, it is impossible for Yan Ce to overcome this hurdle.

But Mr. Kan deeply hides his love for baby angels. I am afraid that even diapers and small clothes are prepared in private. He must cultivate angels from scratch and refuse to transform into baby bears.

But referring to the education policy drawn up by Shangguan, and considering the relationship between Shangguan and Han Fei, the angel in the teacher's mind is very likely to follow Shangguan into a small iceberg.

Yan Ce decided to hide this heart-wrenching fact, otherwise, he would probably have spent the night reciting Han Feizi's parenting scriptures.

"Is there no private time between you and His Majesty?"

Han Fei quickly recovered from his disappointment, Ned's eyes flashed with a somewhat complicated and inexplicable look, and he sighed in relief for a moment, and said: "It is best to solve the problem of the royal family's descendants in advance, without delay."

After saying this, he gave Yan Ce the daily homework of Han Feizi's parenting classics. Mr. Fei looked at the sky from afar, smiled faintly, and left the study without saying goodbye.