Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The good news that Qin's blood and faith poured went straight to Xianyang.

The bamboo slips are engraved with words that are so succinct that they cannot be added:

Attacked Yan, replaced the coalition in Yishui, and won.

Attack Yan Yu, Du Kang, behead the generals, destroy the city, and win.

A surprise attack on Wuyang, it reached the capital of Yan, Ji, and the troops approached the city.

Big win!

Chapter 42 Daughter is 15 years old

The long night is gone.

The bonfire on the distant battlefield of Yan Kingdom burned the blood-stained land red, and thousands of heroic souls rose up with the ashes, drifting to Hangu with the summer wind, scattered among the whirling flower shadows, on the new branches, damp The muddy soil silently nourishes this ancient land.

Dawn has come.

It was rare for Fusu to get up early, and the maids who dressed Fusu according to the son’s schedule didn’t come. The girl was fully dressed alone, her toes on the cold floor.

"hiss--"

The immature and fair feet retracted subconsciously, and then carefully protruded out, stepping on the satin paved in the bedroom with bare feet, walking a few steps, rummaging through the cabinet to find a pair of plain white socks, rolling up the long skirt to expose the slender thighs In the air, the clean toes slowly inserted into the socks, and the thin silk socks wrapped the soles of the feet, revealing the looming skin.

"call--"

Fusu patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief, tidied up his clothes, slipped his feet into his delicate cloth shoes, grabbed a roll of bamboo slips that Mr. Fei had already prepared, and walked leisurely outside the palace.

The cuckoo's soft chirping lingers in the ears, and the fragrance of the blooming summer flowers is refreshing, as if all the beautiful scenery is condensed into this world.

"As long as you speak, I will help you..."

The corners of the girl's mouth twitched slightly unconsciously, and the boy's serious promise was reflected in her mind.

Stupid, he didn't even know what to do, so he ran to discuss with King Qin on his own.

Some... No, just a little moved.

However, he is really making a promise, whether he can do it or not, he will choose to do it and then talk about it, not that kind of casual talk.

Fusu hugged the booklet to her chest, and walked slowly to the Qin Palace, walking down the long corridor, smiling and nodding to each of the royal court guards who greeted her.

It's really stupid. If I ask you to accompany me for the rest of my life, this acquiescence fiancé may still put his hand on her shoulder and gently press it against the wall.

Then, the boy will make a vow of no regrets in the silent blessing of his mother.

Then, how should she agree?Is it too easy to agree directly?Why don't you pretend to be hesitant, and then nod half-shove.

A trace of panic flashed in Fusu's eyes, his delicate little face became hot, and the frequency of his slow and orderly footsteps accelerated a little.

It is getting closer and closer to the Qin Palace.

Her heart beat faster and faster, and her smile became more and more unnatural, nervous, anxious, and a little bit of hilarity that she didn't want to admit.

Today she will deliver this scroll to the supreme king, her mother, Ying Zheng.

The booklet describes the Fusu coming-of-age ceremony that Mr. Fei arranged last year. Every process, every detail, and even every unexpected situation that may occur are all recorded in the booklet in detail, and it is a matter of course. There is an unexpected marriage.

As for, why must choose today?

That is of course because Fusu is 15 years old this year and will soon be an adult...

After walking outside the Qin Palace, he clasped the railings with both hands, and Fusu's heart beat faster for some reason. After a while, he slipped into the Qin Palace unhindered under the watchful eyes of the guards. Everything was as it was yesterday.

slowly.

Gently pushed open the door of the palace's inner room.

Mother, will she bury her head in a pile of books and work all night again, it's very hard.

Fusu originally wanted to bring her fiancé to see Ying Zheng, but unfortunately she still doesn't know which palace Yan Ce lives in, and the maids and the servants kept silent on this question, no matter how the girl asked. get a result.

It's like being banned and refused to speak.

In fact, it doesn't matter, anyway, it will not be the mother's bedroom...

next moment.

The upward arc of Fusu's lips was perfectly frozen, and the movements of his entire body were instantly frozen.

The bookcase in the middle of the two rows of bookshelves, Ying Zhenghua's clothes have not yet taken off, the long sleeves are wrinkled, revealing the folded white arms, the head rests on the arms, and the breathtaking beauty is still cold and indifferent, while the bookcase. The boy on the opposite side was lying on the desk, rubbing against the woman's soft arm and sleeping peacefully.

The woman's slender eyelashes blinked slightly, and unconsciously moved a distance to the warm place by her side, revealing her graceful and proud body that Fusu couldn't compare to.

quietly.

It is as beautiful as a picture drawn by the top painters, which freezes the beauty of a moment in eternity.

The scene where her mother and her fiancé were taking a nap on the same case was reflected in her shriveled pupils, which made her a little bit... unacceptable ah ah ah! ! !

On the side, Sister Fusu, who was standing in a daze, fell into a state of extreme confusion in an instant, and her whole body was petrified.

Is Yan Ce on the other side of the bookcase?Mmm, it's a little bit like that.

Whether it's a handsome face, long smooth black hair, or that slim short coat.

The fiancé, seems to be closer to his mother, um, that... probably, maybe?