Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Miss Lingshi took a glance and said curiously: "You have so many injuries on your back, it should be said that you only have injuries on your back, there are cuts, and... these seem to be whip marks. Young Master Ce was a deserter before. ? No, the mark looks serious, but it actually only caused light bleeding."

She put her eyes on Yan Ce, walked behind him and pushed back his hair, observing the direction and severity of the scar for a moment.

"Hey, be gentle, don't pull my hair." Yan Ce hurriedly grabbed her hand, lest she accidentally turn him into a Teletubbies later, "Have you seen enough?"

Miss Lingshi pondered for a moment, her eyes turned into indifference, she pulled her hand away, not giving the young man a chance to take advantage of it unintentionally, referring to Yan Ce's original occupation, for Miss Lingshi who is a professional executioner, she can roughly deduce this How did the scars on the back come out? Of course it couldn’t be due to the failure of the assassination. The assassinated person would not be so merciful to the assassin. He only left a small special mark on the back, and the depth and pattern of each mark were inconsistent. , it is obvious that the traces of joking nature rather than hurtful nature were left on him by the same period but not the same person...

It is very similar to the extreme methods that nobles occasionally use. To put it bluntly, it is to use physical pain to obtain stimulation.

After she let go, Yan Ce generously exposed his back. Sure enough, he still didn't have all the memories of Qin Qian, as if he had been formatted. The issue of back scars was also mentioned before, but he didn't Care, it's all the legacy of Shaoyun Ling, and there are no serious wounds on the back, just old scars,

"The scar... is it? It doesn't matter, I can't see it anyway, it is an old wound from when I was not in Qin Dynasty."

Miss Lingshi glanced coldly at Yan Ce, who was not ashamed, with a look of disgust on her face. He really didn't know how this scar came about, and it didn't even have any sense of shame. If this kind of scandal was reported For King Qin, Yan Ce's confidence in leaving the royal court would be one or two points more.

However, she let her see without any concealment...

What does it mean, to hand over the weakness to her in front of her, is it to be confident or something else.

At this moment, the door was knocked.

"Hello, Your Highness Ce, I am Mo Zhong's wife, Yan Qing, and I bring my daughter, Mo Yan, to visit Young Master Ce. By the way, is my husband here with you?"

"Yes." Yan Ce replied without thinking, "Wait, don't go in yet, I'll take off my clothes!"

Yan Qing: "!!!"

Mo Yan: "???"

Young Master Ce, you had a good conversation with him, and then you talked about this link?

Yan Qing and her daughter Mo Yan looked at each other, and they were so shocked that they didn't recover for a while.

Inside the house, Miss Lingshi calmly folded the dirty clothes he had taken off and threw them into the sink. After Yan Ce hurriedly put on the dark clothes, she reached out to straighten his awkward neckline.

Yan Ce blinked in confusion, without any resistance.

Before the boy was ready to thank, Miss Lingshi opened the door. The mother and daughter at the door were holding an umbrella and carrying a big food box in their hands, but the woman was not surprised. She raised her hand and used the most standard The aristocratic etiquette invited the two to enter the door.

Yan Qing and Mo Yan fell on Mo Zhong who was sleeping soundly like a dead pig on the bed at the first sight, and they both breathed a sigh of relief.

It's nice not to see the scenes that the mind conjures up.

It's just that Young Master Ce had just put on his clothes, and Miss Ling Shi's maid clothes had not been changed in time, and there were many fresh oval water stains, and the clothes were a little messy.

Is it that exciting?

Yan Qing's expression was extremely unnatural for a moment, but her good self-cultivation made her return to normal immediately.

The air in the room was awkward for a while.

It lasted about ten seconds.

"For a first visit, a small gift is hardly a respect."

Yan Qing handed over the official visit gift with both hands, trying to reach a tacit understanding and forget the unpleasant last night together, she said in the image of a gentle and polite perfect woman.

Just as Yan Ce was about to say something, Miss Ling Shi showed a polite smile, took it in a nonchalant manner, then casually handed it to the boy, and stretched out her hand to signal them to sit down casually.

This is the house I live in, it's barely my home, can you show some respect to the owner.

Yan Ce stayed where he was, only classmate Mo Yan greeted him awkwardly, the two women seemed to treat Yan Ce like a piece of air.

Miss Ling Shi knelt down in front of the table, and Yan Qing, who was very energetic, asked, "Is it okay to only have light tea?"

"Of course." Yan Qing smiled.

She turned her eyes to the stunned young man beside her, staring at him blankly without saying a word.

The meaning of his eyes is probably: Your Royal Highness, it is your turn to play a role.

Immediately comprehending the woman's silent order, Yan Ce sighed, "I'll make tea, you guys chat slowly."

After a long while, Yan Ce put the tea on the tray and served it in front of the guests, always feeling that the masculine dignity has faded away from the sense of existence again.

No matter how you look at it, Yan Qing's smile seems a bit forced, "Is it a bit disturbing for our mother and daughter to visit at this time?"

"It's okay." Miss Lingshi held the pottery cup and took a sip, "His Highness Ce and I just finished our homework."

It turns out that you call "that" your homework, you learned it...

Yan Qing's expression was slightly stiff, and she forced a smile and said, "It's...that's it."

Chapter 210 Six Women Are Tigers

"It's all due to entanglement with mundane affairs that caused me to officially enter the school to visit Young Master Ce today. Please forgive me."

When Yan Qing saw Miss Lingshi, who was not surprised by honor or disgrace, her mind gradually became active, her demeanor and expression did not look like ordinary servants, on the contrary, she was quite a bit cold, noble and capable of being in a high position.

"It's okay."

Miss Lingshi replied calmly, of course she would not take the other party's excuses seriously, it was all to fade away the polite words recalled last night, put down the pottery cup, and once again turned her attention to Yan Ce who was doing nothing.

"..."

Yan Ce made eye contact with her for a while, but this time the frequency didn't match, he really couldn't understand, Yan Ce's noble communication procedure has always been "trying to communicate with each other, but the communication fails, become an enemy, find a way to send the enemy to the west ".

Yan Ce has always been a hard worker when it comes to the etiquette of nobles. Shaoyun Ling may have learned it, but he has never learned it at all.