Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

There are secrets in the Snapper that she cannot let her know.

Boys' little secrets.

Ying Zheng was thoughtful, the corners of his mouth raised, and he didn't point out anything. He slowly unfolded the letter and reviewed the disgustingly straightforward words. She doesn't like this book, but she must learn it if it is practical. Sitting on the throne You can't let your likes and dislikes look at the surroundings.

Fingers as white as jade slid across every piece of ruler until the review was over and handed over to Shang Ji.

Every piece of dust is similar, and I have never seen it before.

This child... Sigh, is this child assimilated by Fusu?Why didn't Fusu have the guts to be assimilated by Yan Ce?

She raised her eyes to look at the inexplicably nervous Yan Ce, and said lightly, "You're sweating, why don't you open the door of the opposite room to ventilate?"

"...not hot, but a little cold, and I caught a cold at night."

Yan Ce gasped nervously and blinked innocently.

The secret to carry to the end.

Hidden the invisible letter, or what?

Sure enough, I was still a little curious.

The woman's expression was slightly cold, and she fiddled with her long, smooth hair. She raised her hand and pulled out a bamboo slip from the lower shelf, waiting for time to give her an answer.

About half an hour later, she easily filtered through the few volumes of letters that she knew by heart.

The pale golden sunlight spread across Ying Zheng's legs which were crossed, with his right leg pressed against his left leg, showing the nobility and elegance to the fullest, as if it were an untouchable beauty.

However, the current atmosphere is very rigid.

Even Yan Ce, who was trying to keep his composure, couldn't help but have the illusion of being pierced by a single glance. He could tell that Sister Zheng must have guessed something, otherwise she would never have acted abnormally.

Yan Ce thinks that since she entered the door just now, he has behaved almost differently from usual, why does he have a weird feeling of being scrutinized as a prisoner.

Are you waiting for him to apologize?

What a joke!This simply cannot be explained by an apology.

Young man, now we are going to forcibly pull Shang Ji up and tie up five beautiful girl assassins who can arouse men's desire to conquer. Each of them has a childlike face, big breasts, and a superb body. Now, for the safety of Yingzheng, I will temporarily throw it by the bedside and wait for him to find time for interrogation. .

He didn't think this explanation would convince Ying Zheng.

To be honest, if the person involved wasn't him, he wouldn't believe such a nonsense reason. Who would interrogate female assassins on the bed, and interrogate five female assassins in one go. After the interrogation, would it become ten?

It would be light to be hacked to death by the Tai'a sword worn on her waist, it would take five horses to divide the body.

Sacrifice Shang Ji to ask Ying Zheng to give Yan Ce a chance to explain, but it's a pity that Miss Shang Ji doesn't have such a big face.

So, where did Sister Zheng start to get suspicious?

Yan Ce wanted to blurt out ten thousand words in his mind, the script should be that the boy was studying hard, Zheng Jie praised a few words like an elder after seeing it, and the boy showed a shy expression just right, Zheng Jie wanted to take care of the boy's dignity Then he left voluntarily, and Yingzheng's favorability was UP.

What now.

His Majesty the King of Qin's playful gaze, his chin-holding posture with one hand remained unchanged, and his beautiful face was still a little gentle, but Yan Ce did not guarantee that she would be so gentle when she saw the five "National Martyrs".

For some reason, he didn't want the five "National Martyrs" to die, and of course, he didn't want this woman to be hurt.

"Kings……"

On Shang Ji's delicate face, there was a smile that almost "heard that a childless rich relative in a distant place died suddenly, and she was not the first heir to the inheritance".

"I still have something to do, can I leave first?"

It's not that Shang Ji is dishonest, but it's because the servants have no right to escape death, so they slipped away.

Shang Ji cast her pitiful eyes on her brother-in-law, Young Master Ce.

Ying Zheng didn't respond to Shang Ji's pleading, but raised his eyes indifferently, and then returned to the letter.

Shang Ji: "..."

Yan Ce: "..."

Right at this moment.

From the sealed off room next door came a faint sound, similar to a yell...Chun's cute muffled sound, judging from the immature and soft girl's voice, she would not be too old.

to finish.

It took Yan Ce a thousandth of a second to conceive of the extremely painful death method, and then replaced the condemned prisoner as himself, there was no disharmony at all.

The composure he had put on was all turned into a thick bewilderment, his expression was a little dull, and he mechanically turned his head to the extremely cold and arrogant Wang.

The bamboo slip in the woman's hand seemed to be filled with the words "eating people". As for Ying Zheng's expression, his expression didn't change a bit. From the young man's perception, Zheng's eyes were a little cold now.

The Nuan Pavilion is more appropriate to be called a freezer at this time, and the temperature seems to have dropped by more than ten degrees.

You know, this is midsummer.

Yan Ce broke into a smile.

Even if Shang Ji were to be sacrificed, it would not be of any use.

I heard that Two-dimensional has a setting that can be reversed by drinking poison and committing suicide. Maybe you can try this possibility today. Maybe he has the superpower to control time, but he has not been stimulated.

"My king, can you listen to my explanation?"