Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"..."

Yan Ce, who had broken through numerous defenses, stood outside the Hall of Valor, froze when he was about to open the door.

Especially after hearing Shi Huangdi's calm voice without any emotional fluctuations, he silently withdrew his hands back.

pS: I’m going to take a long trip in two days, and I’m finally in a better mood. At least I don’t have to be so angry that I’m taking medicine. I haven’t said anything for the sake of my mood these days, but I still looked at it and gave it to the Sanwu trumpet on 7.20. I took a screenshot, and the scolding is very innovative. On the day when I finish writing everything (it may be a little earlier), I will show everyone how spectacular the trumpet on my banned list is. Good night.

Chapter 13 Social Death

Sitting outside the hall and looking up at the distant galaxy, the huge amount of information made Yan Ce learn to record key information.

Three hundred years ago was the start-up era of science and technology that led to success, but the world lines diverged. It was different from the peace and stability that Yan Ce experienced. Even the elixir of life was successfully developed, and there were powerful but rare longevity species.

However, those with high-end combat power suffered a lot of disasters. The sudden appearance of Chaldea seriously injured the first emperor, which directly or indirectly caused the death of Prince Qin, and Fusu ascended the throne hastily.

The federation that appeared on this world line suspected of possessing space technology and was extremely loyal to it mysteriously appeared almost at the same time as Chaldea, and then there was a massacre for unknown reasons, which led to technological dynasties, a large amount of data was lost, and a fight with Qin [-]-[-] split, the world territory was divided smoothly.

The portrait sent by the girl Chu Jun allowed him to directly cross the limit of the universe and reach the parallel world.

Just like the clichéd plot in a graphic novel, stepping over the slumber of roses and arriving at the door, behind the door is the truth that is difficult for human beings to recognize.

Now there is every reason to suspect that little classmate Fusu and the current Emperor Ying Fusu may be the same individual.

He stood up and watched Shangguan Wan'er and Ying Fu Su Yuan go, and the Hall of Valor returned to silence.

"She has seen you a long time ago, otherwise you would not have been able to enter the scope of the Hall of Valor."

The voice in the Hall of Valor was just like in the past, the first emperor pushed open the door, and there was a slight mix of sighs and thoughts in his voice.

Yan Ce looked up, and the appearance of the first emperor was almost unchanged from the past. As Fusu said, it was "Yan Ce" who stabbed the first emperor in the back, which led to the bipolar opposition. There is no trace of the impression in his memory, but it still makes it difficult for him to face the emperor. Sight.

The First Emperor looked at Yan Ce in the corner as if he had seen it for the first time, "It seems that hundreds of years have passed, but I have no real feeling because of my deep sleep, but let me say, long time no see."

"Ah... long time no see."

Yan Ce was a little speechless, mainly because he didn't know what to say. He only had a general understanding of the times through a few days of news, so he might have to start looking for a common language again.

"You don't need to show a guilty expression. The injury I suffered has nothing to do with you. It was just a moment of laxity and I was stabbed by a puppet with the same physical characteristics as you. It was only a fatal injury."

The First Emperor gently stroked the top of his head and said lightly:

"Recalling the beginning, there are indeed many doubts that I missed, and I was careless in fighting Chaldea."

Yan Ce took a deep breath, endured the inexplicable emotions that reverberated in his heart, and said calmly and frankly: "Your Majesty, I may come from a parallel world with low difficulty... I don't have any impression of the past three centuries."

"Fusu and I said that any individual in the parallel world is unique, and there is no possibility of overlapping. It is better to say that you have just lost part of your memory, so you don't have to think about it."

Shi Huang's voice was slightly hoarse in its maturity.

"...It's good to have no sad memories."

It was like going back to the conversation outside the Xianyang Hall that year, calm and easy-going, Yan Ce was hugged by his soft body, and his warm breath blew past his ears.

"In my dream, I vaguely returned to the moment when I first met the sand. The young daughter was studying with Mr. Fei, and you and Shangguan were hostile to each other where I couldn't see... Then, it seemed like a flash of time, and they both grew up. gone."

"Your Majesty, which one is the dream?"

Saying this, Yan Ce looked up at the eternal Galaxy. He thought of the Command Spell that bound him, and somehow became Tao Yun, the chosen child. His body structure may have been greatly different from that of human beings.

"Is there a difference?"

She embraced Yan Ce and sat on the stone steps of the Hall of Valor, while the young man sat quietly on the lap of the First Emperor, motionless, letting their backs be pressed against each other by their round chests.

Seeing Yan Ce's quiet appearance, Emperor Shihuang's expression was calm and composed, as if he had never wavered about such a question, and a soft smile hung on his beautiful face.

"It's very warm. It's very similar to the posture in my dream after being scolded by me when I was noisy in my bedroom. I'm a little depressed and a little tangled. Love, no matter how I try to explore it, I can't get the answer in the end. "

"indeed."

Yan Ce nodded, which was considered to have recognized the doubts of the first emperor about the concept of love.

"I was skeptical just now, but I was really sure when I held her in my arms."

"what?"

Yan Ce thought about the connection between parallel worlds and egoism, but didn't realize it for a while.

The First Emperor smiled, and said softly: "You smell a bit like Shangguan's. You should live with her every night. Keep away from other people's sight, so you simply give up control. Your young body lasts from morning till night. Patience can cause problems, I don't deny this... But you and Shangguan seem to have not endured anything recently."

"..."

Yan Ce's heart and lung stopped. He remembered taking a serious shower, and there was no smell left. Could it be the smell of shampoo?

In my mind, I thought of the strong emotional explosion after the separation, hugging each other tightly on the sofa, and then... the body that gradually approached the concept of a heroic spirit felt a little cold.

After being silent for a while, she said: "I can understand, but it's not good to let go too much. Based on my understanding of your stubbornness, Shangguan probably was disturbed by you all night again?"

Yan Ce's expression was stiff: "..."

"I'm actually aware of what you and Shangguan have done. It would be strange if nothing happens to a teenager who is in his teenage years and works with a very beautiful woman. I'm just surprised that she would Transfer part of the work to the afternoon, and occasionally snooze for a while... The female officer always said that it was noisy during the day and night."

"..."

Yan Ce didn't want to hear the dirty jokes that he experienced in his dreams, especially from the mouth of the first emperor, being hugged by her, and being taught little knowledge about sex science as a junior, classmate Yan Xiaoce wanted to bump his head to death in the heroic spirit in the temple.

In the quiet late night, the boy and the black-haired woman were like a dream, hugging each other intimately, forced to recall the past bit by bit in the dream.

"I remember that I was busy with government affairs and state affairs at that time, and took a laissez-faire attitude towards you and Shangguan. What surprised me even more was why you didn't have any children with her?"