Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Carefully wiped off the transparent droplets hanging from the corner of the girl's mouth, the water droplets fell on the silk cloth and soaked into slightly deeper oval wet marks.

then.

Yan Ce raised his spare left hand and covered his face, not to mention how bad people can do it. If he really wanted to do it, Ying Zheng knew that he must have been killed, maybe he would be cut into pieces of meat and eaten with vinegar. .

The girl's lips were soft and soft, with a sweet youthful breath, embellished with cherry red water, and if she listened carefully, she could hear faintly chaotic breathing sounds.

Really cute.

next moment.

The girl opened her lips and swallowed her fingers wrapped in silk cloth to the depth of a knuckle, her white elbows overlapped and pressed on top of Yan Ce's wrist, and the silk cloth became sticky in her wet mouth.

What the hell!Shut up!

Yan Ce's pupils tightened sharply, her index finger happened to be stuck between the two rows of teeth, and her whole body was not feeling well now. It was like a little hooligan who molested a sleeping girl with a bad posture!

But fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise if I told the King of Qin, the severity of the problem would have increased by ten percentage points.

There's a cute girl in front of her, she's asleep, shh... don't disturb her... take advantage of no one... take it out slowly.

And Mr. Fei, who was in the distance, accidentally stopped writing, rolled up the booklet and held it in his arms, preparing for a new round of lectures. When he raised his eyes, he happened to meet the sneaky teenager.

Yan Ce: "..."

Mr. Fei: "..."

The air was filled with embarrassment, and the two of them were sluggish for a moment.

Mr. Fei glanced at Fusu who was chewing on the silk cloth with a strange face, and asked, "What are you playing?"

"This, what do you think?"

The young man who caught her eye looked so embarrassed that he was about to die. Mr. Fei frowned, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He quietly put the booklet on the table, and Quan thought he didn't see it.

Young people can really play.

And sooner or later, as to be in such a hurry?Young people's self-control is getting worse and worse.

The silence on the cold cheeks flashed away, and Han Fei had heard a few rumors in the palace, such as Anzi.

After a long absence, the always wise King Qin did not stop the spread of rumors, let alone announce anything publicly, neither blocked nor admitted, his attitude was very subtle.

Conspiracy theories, dark sons theory, appeasement theory, Wang's mind has to be over-interpreted many times.

It's not wrong for her to be cautious in her words and deeds, but she can't keep calm when she sees King Qin. Ying Zheng "invited" her from Han to Qin.

Han Fei knew the position of the young man, but he didn't know her current position. As a prisoner, Qin Guoqing served as the prince's Fu. What is this?

She coughed lightly, but unfortunately did not arouse the misty future prince, so she stroked her forehead and sighed, "How much did you read today?"

Han Fei didn't have much hope for Yan Ce. The boy who was playing Fusu just now can only read the book. This is just a habitual question.

Yan Ce wiped his fingers, knelt politely in front of Mr. Fei, and said, "It's all down."

"..."

Back down? !How long has it been.

Han Fei was stunned, looked at the young man kneeling in front of the desk, and said, "Have you all memorized it?"

The words on a stack of bamboo slips are not as large as a single piece of prose. If it is just a matter of minutes for modern students, there is no difficulty.

The content of the morning class arranged by Han Fei was her teacher's teaching of Xun Qing's sacrifice to wine at Jixia Academy, and this chapter happened to be the persuasion chapter in Xunzi's writings. Even a monkey can carry it.

Even if he wrote it down a hundred times, Yan Ce dared to pat Fu Su's little chest and said that Xun Qing could not be more familiar than him.

"Understand what?"

Yan Ce said seriously: "It's up to people."

"It's up to people?" Han Fei repeated.

There was a faint smile in her eyes, "Yes, it's up to people. What are your future aspirations? Do you want to be a prince, open up your territory and expand your territory, or join the court and govern the country?"

Yan Ce thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "As long as we can create a future that makes everyone happy."

"As long as it can change the established fate, anything will do."

Happiness……

Is Fu Su's happiness?

Han Fei looked thoughtfully at Young Master Fusu, whose eyelashes were blinking lightly, only to see the girl's eyes narrowed, and a faint blush gradually appeared on her tender face, but now she was just too shy to wake up.

Haha, I'm so shy, and Mr. Fusu has grown up too.

Mr. Fei hooked his lips, and later he could tell King Qin not to worry anymore, the two children are a perfect match!

Chapter 30 Engagement, and more

"The men of Zhao Juguo died in Changping in battle, and then although there was a talent like Li Mu, it is a pity that he did not meet Mingjun, Li Mu died unjustly, and the Zhao Kingdom died. There is nothing to fear about lingering on.”

Ying Zheng said lightly, while holding the pen and ink, indifferently crossed out the names of several countries on the map of Kyushu.

Since General Wang is willing to go to war, Yan's defeat is already doomed.

Only the last threat left is "Chu".