Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Thank you for your order."

Accustomed to the sight of the female ghost who makes Miss Shi's spooky eyes, he is not afraid even if he encounters supernatural things.

The preparations for the long journey have been busy until dusk, and the tokens of the various counties were approved by Qin Wangzheng and sent to him. The candidates for the guide and accompanying attendants were also drawn up by Yan Ce, and there was no guide party, so he brought the five laundry girls with him. , the final revenge plan did not find any illegal clauses under Tingwei's review, but whether it can be successfully implemented depends on how far the boy can go.

As for the farewell, he entrusted all his words to Mr. Fei, and Mr. Fei would tell his classmate Fusu Xiao.

Gradually, the night fell.

He returned to Qin Palace.

The breeze blew, the moon wheel faded the cloud gauze, and the moonlight poured down, sprinkling a glow on the blue silk.

Ying Zheng rubbed his sleepy eyes and frowned, as if he was thinking about the reason for the boy's visit, and there was an unspeakable sense of cuteness in his calmness.

Although his expression was puzzled, Ying Zheng did not let the maids outside the palace stop him and let him enter the middle hall of the palace.

Since it was night, Ying Zheng came out wearing only a thin and cool gauze, as if he was going to sleep.

"Is there something important that hasn't been decided yet?" she asked.

"Have."

Yan Ce took a deep breath, summoned up his guts and grabbed Wang's wrist.

For the first time, experience a soft and slender touch.

Quickly pull Wang to the inner house.

Ying Zheng rarely showed a dazed expression, and before he could stop him, he came to the familiar inner house, her exclusive room.

Ying Zheng leaned against the bookshelf, his expression was indifferent, he turned his head away slightly, and there was a little weirdness on his cheeks.

But the young man lowered his head and didn't notice the woman's beautiful expression at all, he was thinking about what he was about to say at this moment.

After a long time, Yan Ce said, "There are assassins from the kingdom of Yan in the outer court. And as far as I know, there are more than one. Other assassins from the kingdom of Yan may also have many assassins in ambush in the palace to attack and kill."

"..."

Yan Ce continued: "As far as I know, there are also traces of the Yan Kingdom's assassin organization in the dark in the royal courts of various countries, so we need to be careful."

Yan Ce noticed Ying Zheng's calm expression and a faint smile.

"You came here to disturb the widow, because of these?"

"Yes." Yan Ce maintained the image of an honest young man as always, and frowned, "You already knew?"

"En." With her long black hair tied behind her ears, she calmly said, "Finish, you can go out."

Chapter 140 Third, Everyone Is Honest

"Wait, there's still something to say."

"……Say."

"I am very lucky to be able to see you for the first time when I came to this world."

Ying Zheng was slightly at a loss by Yan Ce's words that went straight to the edge. She frowned slightly and looked at the young man's eyes. She raised her hand and slapped Yan Ce's forehead heavily.

"understood."

"Ah..." Yan Ce had a helpless expression of "that's not how the script was written", "Is there nothing else?"

A white and tender palm stretched out and touched the young man's chin, and what came into view were two perfectly moist lips.

A strong sense of tension instantly swept through the young man's soul, Yan Ce raised his head and looked hard at her pupils who seemed to be able to see through everything.

There is no big scale that transcends identity, it is just a light hand.

"What do you think the widow will say? Or, what do you want the widow to say?"

She looked down at the ill-intentioned Yan Ce.

"..."

After thinking for a moment, Yan Ce didn't know what he wanted her to say, his vague identity made him feel confused now.

"For example, I occasionally think of someone who traveled far away."

"You came to Qin Palace to disturb the widow's dream just because of such meaningless words..."

The finger on the boy's chin stiffened for a moment, and there was a moment of silence. Ying Zheng thought he would be more tactful before leaving, but he was still so rude.

"Somehow it makes sense, at least to me."

"If you disturb the widow again, let the guards imprison you, how about it?"

"If it's possible with... well, I won't talk about it."

Yan Ce let go of her wrist, the familiar warmth remained between her fingers.

He hugged him lightly.

The hand was released after less than a second, which can be called a clear love, or a child's acting like a baby.

It seems that Yingzheng's expression is not unexpected, after all, this is not the first time, Yan Ce wants to do something before leaving, how can she not guess, but the behavior that is not too much is up to the young man, and the young man just happens to Stuck on the edge of not being too much, trying to push the boundary of too much farther from time to time.

The water sound of the copper leak "tick" sounded, and the maid who occasionally passed by the palace window glanced at the scenery inside the window, as if she was shocked to see "two Fusu holding hands, and three Fusu walking away with a smile", her hands were tightly locked. Covering his mouth, he hurried past for fear of making a sound.