Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The autumn wind blows, and the hair strands of boys and girls are intertwined.

"Not hot? Where is it hot?"

Yan Ce smiled and hugged the girl who was about to die of embarrassment under the numb and cold eyes of the teenagers.

"Quick... let go, there are still guests in the banquet hall."

"Just pretend it doesn't exist, how can you be so shy all the time?"

There is no ghost, we are not dead yet! ! !

The anti-Soviet aristocratic youth gang roared wildly in their hearts, incompetent and furious.

"I've exhausted so much energy just now, take a good rest, I'm tired too, be good." Yan Ce whispered softly in the girl's ear, and slowly, the tense thoughts began to calm down, getting used to the shame of being carried out at first, and helped Su's condition improved slightly, and his expression was angry.

"..."

Yan Ce yawned, with a tired and overworked look, "It's okay, the guests we entertained will understand, and the friends in the back will understand and not disturb."

Be considerate, you MMP!Did you hear that, MMP! ! !What on earth did you do to His Royal Highness Fusu in the room!

The nerves of the teenagers are almost pushed to the limit, and they are about to burst out. They are aristocrats with good educational resources and material resources. In the future, they may inherit the inheritance of their parents and become the mainstay of a country.

However, teenagers who are in their adolescence are not the calm and indifferent old fritters in front of the banquet hall. Teenagers are the time when there is nowhere to spill their blood. The fascination period of "The World's Oxygen".

As Yan Ce and His Royal Highness Fusu continued to forcibly feed dog food, their patience had reached the upper limit, blood poured out, and they pressed their hands on the table.

Fists can't solve problems, but they can solve the people who create them.

The next moment, fingers lightly covered Fusu's flat belly without any curvature, and the doting and gentle expression made the hearts of the little bitches in the nobles stop.

He leaned against Fusu's ear, deliberately lowered his voice, and controlled the voice to the volume that the two of them could hear clearly.

"For a while, eat more."

Fusu was startled for a moment, then nodded, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"……kindness."

All the surging blood was quenched by Yan Ce's basin of ice water.

The fragile heart is riddled with holes, and the members of the anti-Soviet alliance who were able to hold on even more were finally petrified together, watching the two of them rubbing each other with dementia and numbness.

His Royal Highness Fusu has been taken under his wing. Is the matter of the prince important?Is it important!It doesn't matter, for the aristocratic teenagers who are already on top of dog food, everything can't compare to Young Master Ce.

Countless pairs of fiery and dangerous gazes focused on the evil boy. The pure malice could no longer be concealed. The Anti-Soviet Alliance was temporarily disbanded, and the Yan-killing Federation was now established. Instigate the crusade against the Great Demon King.

The crown prince can stay——

Yan Ce must die!

But at this moment, the Ruya Prime Minister sitting first under the first seat picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and asked: "His Royal Highness Fusu, I want to know what is the reason for refusing to continue the Zhou system and divide the royal family into various counties?" The belief that the world is divided into prefectures and counties, and nine states are one country, is it your opinion, or the opinion of Young Master Ce?"

"Yes……"

Before Fusu could admit it, Yan Ce put his finger in the middle of Fusu's lips, and said with a smile, "It's mine."

Prime Minister Wang Hui looked at Yan Ce, his face was neither sad nor happy, his eyes were bright, and he took another sip.

"Although Xianyang City is half from Qin and half from the Six Kingdoms. But His Highness is from Qin after all, so why do you insist on resisting the proposal of the old Qin nobles? Is this your idea or Young Master Ce's idea?"

"its mine."

Yan Ce's voice was unexpectedly calm, so calm that everyone could hold their breath.

The silence lasted for a long time, and the huge banquet hall was shockingly quiet.

"It should have nothing to do with you, can't it?" The Prime Minister said calmly, "His Highness Fusu should want to carry it alone. He is originally from the Yan Kingdom with an embarrassing status. Is it necessary for Young Master Ce to do this?"

Even the youngsters who were about to be impulsive in their rage forcibly restrained themselves and quieted the air, everyone knew that the prime minister was the leader of the old school.

"Have."

The prime minister neither agreed nor criticized. He lowered his head and drank the third sip of tea, then raised his eyes and said seriously: "You don't have the awe of nobles in your eyes, and you won't live long if you continue like this."

It's not a threat, just a middle-aged man who has gone through half his life calmly stating a fact.

"If one day His Royal Highness Fusu is going to fight against three thousand nobles from the six countries, what can you do, Young Master Ce?"

The tea on the case table has been drunk, and the meat on the plate has not been touched at all.

"There won't be that day."

"...What if one day the tide of strength and weakness reverses, and the destroyed country revives, what if Xianyang is defeated?"

Sitting at the head of the banquet hall in the outer court, Yan Ce scanned all the nobles who came today, and replied without hesitation: "I stand in front of her."

Chapter 170 IX I Keep Your Dignity

The royal family should not make any promises. Just like the nobles who depend on the royal family to survive, any promises are superfluous and have no special meaning. They are used to intrigue and will not consider any promises after intrigue.

The difference is the alien in front of him. This individual should also be a member of the royal family, but his style is fundamentally different from that of the upper class of the pyramid. He acts recklessly and cannot see the awe of class.

Young, impulsive, fearless...

Young people should have the opportunity to be impulsive, but such eyes don't last long.

It is difficult for people who are born as nobles and have been sheltered by their ancestors to expand their territories. The tradition of being cautious and cautious has been passed down from generation to generation, so this is the limitation of nobles. When someone touches the real interests, most of them are There will be no forward-looking, but you can see that there is less meat on the plate. As for future problems, few people can see them, and even if they can see them, they don’t want to worry about them.