Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Your Majesty, apart from ordering you to pick me up, did you tell me anything else?"

"No." She replied calmly.

"Really do not have?"

"As soon as you have time, you stay in Qin Palace like a family favorite. Based on your understanding of His Majesty, do you need to ask me?"

She expounded this fact more calmly, dipped her fingertips in the ointment and spread it evenly on the boy's arm. This was not the first time, and her movements were much more familiar.

"When it comes to confession, His Highness Ce might as well consider how to avoid His Majesty's interrogation. According to my understanding of His Majesty, being able to quickly assign the Imperial Guard means that the guess is almost the same, and I no longer need to report."

"It's really rare good news." Yan Ce sighed.

"There are even better ones. His Highness Fusu has the greatest dissatisfaction with Young Master Ce's actions." Seeing Yan Ce's face suddenly changed, she showed a faint smile and added: "Young Master Fusu rarely See you lose your temper seriously."

"I already have a premonition that as soon as I enter the Qin state, I will be detained until I die in the future."

Yan Ce was a little desperate, looking at this injury, His Majesty and Fu Su probably wouldn't torment him anymore.

Immediately, she took out a brand new dark black dress from the closet and threw it in front of Yan Ce, she said lightly:

"Deserving it."

Chapter 410 Becoming a Good Boy ([-])

Yan State, Jicheng, one of the three capitals.

"The rivers and rivers are declining...the former glory of King Yan Zhao will be lonely in such a situation, it has to be embarrassing."

When King Qi stepped into the capital area, he looked back at the slightly sluggish market. Only the remnants of the Golden Terrace were left to prove the glory of the Yan people, and the once-prosperous Tianyu never passed away. The stagnation of the nations has lasted for hundreds of years. , Taking a hundred years as a unit, there has never been a genius who turned the world around like Shang Jun, and it is indeed an indisputable fact that talents are withering.

Back then, the King of Chu talked to him about the "National Martyr Cultivation Project" project that the assassins started from a baby. The project leader was the reliable Yan Wang Shu Yanxuan, with the intention of cultivating high-level talents who could assassinate Qin.

The King of Chu was going to seek a wave of investment from the State of Qi. The King of Qi also wanted to invest in this project at first, but was rejected by Zeng Ran, the head of the Zeng family, and the project became the exclusive sponsor of the State of Chu. The State of Qi was only humane. Doctrine donated some supplies.

King Qi, who was gradually recovering from the memory, changed his eyes several times, but he just sighed with emotion and didn't move any more.

In fact, it proved that this project was unreliable, and in a sense, Assassin Qin could be considered a success.

Prince Dan of Yan sent the top assassins selected by Wang Shu Yanxuan with the best brains, the best skills, and the most obedient to the palace, and then stabbed them in the precise direction of pregnancy. Good boy... Hurry up Yan Ce is planning to order the crowdfunded countries that raised him up for the last time. King Qi doesn't want Qi to be the second Chu country no matter what.

NND, the state of Chu is too miserable, it was run over by the black cavalry army of Great Qin, and now there is only a new puppet supported by Xiang Yan sticking like a stick on the border not far from Qi state.

The Xiang family was clearly arranged from the old to the young. Xiang Yan went out to sea to hunt kun in the "Qin State Small Fishing Boat". Feather has been in the clutches of the clutches for months.

At this time, King Qi had a decrepit look on his face.

The king of a subjugated country will be nailed to the pillar of shame, but he really wants to be a king with political achievements, but his ancestors destroyed his family business almost, and this generation can only develop slowly. Instead of looking forward to rebirth in the midst of destruction, Just keep going.

Not far away, a well-dressed black-haired boy and an indifferent woman in plain clothes appeared in front of King Qi. One was warm and sunny, while the other was as cold as deep winter.

Unsurprisingly, this is the young man that King Qi was waiting for.

"Cer, in terms of seniority, you are still my nephew, but you still remember that I hugged you when you were young." King Qi stepped forward and said nonsense.

According to Guoshang's high-level combat records, there is no trace of Shaoyunling's business trips to Qi in the past dynasties. I remember a ghost, and he would pull relatives when he came up.

Yan Ce's smile didn't change, and he said calmly, "Uncle Qi Wang, I will naturally remember this."

Guoshang, who came along with him, bowed to Yan Ce and went to arrange the VIP-level accommodation for the ministers of the Qi Kingdom. After running back to the capital, Ji, the kind-hearted national martyr assassin, forgave Hong for his diplomatic faux pas after the corporal punishment, and then moved him back to his post to continue working.

On the side, King Qi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, and seeing that Yan Ce was easy to talk, he put his heart back into his stomach, and pulled the boy's arm affectionately like an elder.

"Come on, you and my uncle and nephew have a stroll."

Miss Lingshi frowned slightly, she could clearly see his fingers trembling inadvertently from her gaze, raised his hand to salute, and just about to say something, Yan Ce immediately clamped her wrist and shook his head at her.

Yan Ce continued to smile and said, "Where does Uncle King Qi want to go?"

"Golden Terrace." King Qi said.

"it is good."

The golden stage, the sapphire case, the dead bone daughter... It's just that there is no such amazing and talented hero as King Yan Zhao, and Miss Lingshi acts as a bodyguard along the way, and also as an accompanying female officer. The idea of ​​performing the surrender ceremony, while Yan Ce also kept silent about the surrender, showing a completely healthy appearance, with his left arm raised naturally, or saluting.

"I heard that Ce'er went to the north to make a lot of trouble recently?"

"Nothing, there are always people who like to make up fake news about me, and I am also very distressed."

"Cer, if you want to make a difference, you have to live well."

"……I know."

It wasn't until the wanderings reached the intermission, the evening clouds gradually receded, and the early spring was getting late quickly, the young man sent King Qi to the VIP room like an elder, and then he was about to walk slowly back to Guoshang's base.

"Don't bear the pain."

Miss Lingshi walked side by side with the boy, and caught a glimpse of the forced expression on his face.

"It doesn't hurt."

Yan Ce supported her shoulder with his right hand, cold sweat dripped down his cheeks, his left arm hung down naturally, motionless.

Miss Ling Shi clicked her tongue and looked at Yan Ce: "Really?"

"Fake, let me lend you my shoulder, but the grandson only pulled my left arm, I don't know if it was on purpose." Yan Ce rested his head on the woman's shoulder, breathing heavily, obviously much heavier.

Miss Lingshi wiped off the water stains on her chest, and brushed her hair to the other side: "Be careful, the saliva is dripping on me. If that's the case, why do you still stop me? It really doesn't seem like you are acting recklessly." .”