Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"That's right, Master, you should apologize to His Majesty."

Seeing Mr. Fei's grief-stricken look, Yan Ce didn't want to tease her any more.

"Your Majesty, it wasn't intentional."

After thinking for a while, Mr. Fei's brain, which had been injured by the teenager, regained his composure a little.

"Ah."

Yingzheng's fingers trembled inadvertently, and then nodded slightly, with a calm expression, seeing that Yan Ce had taken the initiative to lighten the embarrassment, and did not hold on to cause more misunderstandings.

"Mr. Fei, Young Master Yan is about to be tried by the Prison Department, why did you think of seeing him privately?"

"It's an unfinished business of the previous prime minister."

Han Fei kept his consciousness basically clear, skipping all the words that might be unfavorable to her, such as Fusu, Lingshi and other horrible taboo words, and said: "The project jointly invested by Young Master Ce and some dignitaries involves a lot. , so I had to come here to personally inquire about the huge amount of income and expenditure on Yan Ce's account books, and what happened last night... His Majesty also knows that the quarrel with other nobles is very tense, even if they deny their divestment, there may still be some big or small problems in private. The impact should be prevented before it happens.”

"Prevention?"

The emperor seemed to recall the disgraceful reaction of the nobles in the royal court. She thought for a moment, and then said: "There is no need to worry about their little actions, at least there is room to breathe, for the sake of their fathers who have fought bloody battles for decades. I remember that several clans followed the Qin royal family to expand the territory for generations, and some even saw adult men from the clan die in battle outside Hangu Pass, even though it has been a long time, few people remember it."

Immediately, she looked at Yan Ce, the main victim.

"I agree." Yan Ce nodded and said, "That's enough."

"Your Majesty's idea is that stability is needed now. Prime Minister Wang's concession has proved the failure of some nobles. This result can be ended."

"I'm quite surprised that you can think like this. Since I was sent to Qi and Yan as envoys and returned to Hangu Pass, my growth has surprised me again."

The emperor suddenly laughed, and there was almost nothing hidden in his voice. It seemed to be a complex intertwining of reluctance and joy, which made Han Fei, who was glowing and glowing beside him, even more uncomfortable.

"I have gained experience that I would never have thought of in the past, and it also proves that my female officer is really dedicated to you and has no secrets. Maybe I can try to entrust the country to you." Ying Zheng paused, and then said: "But , will definitely cause a lot of trouble.”

Han Fei was on the sidelines, more and more disbelieving that His Majesty was still raising the young man as his son, and that the adopted son and the elders were about to have sex with each other.

At this second, the script of Fusuti's sword splashing blood on the royal court came to mind. Thinking of the scene that might happen into reality, she could no longer see the light in front of her eyes.

Are you still saying you are innocent?

Ying Zheng reminded: "Mr. Fei, there are some things you can't say."

"promise."

That is to say, to hide from Princess Fusu, Han Fei had already foreseen the lone figure on the guillotine.

The future of the boy is a stage built on the framework of Kyushu, a more distant place.

End the deep-rooted corruption of this world, stop the flames of war, and lead the real hope again, the saint who leads the way by candle in the long night.

Yan Ce's philosophy and executive power will change this country and lead to another possibility, instead of being torn apart in the vortex of Shura Field.

Han Fei was a little confused and hesitant.

"Sir should be tired, let's end today."

Han Fei's expression was unusually subtle: "..."

I just came in, is it really delaying your spare time activities?

Sorry to bother you, let's go now.

Before leaving, Mr. Fei, who was released from the rope, closed the door intimately, and then a team of imperial guards "protected" her and went back to the school to pack her bags.

"Ugh……"

With a sigh on his perfect cheeks, the Emperor Shihuang with his long black hair seemed to be worried about being discovered by Mr. Fei, not as calm as he had shown just now.

Yan Ce said, "Should...do you want to continue?"

"Too greedy." She shook her head, stretched out her index finger and tapped Yan Ce's forehead, and said, "If it is seen by other caring people, there is no way to explain it, so stop here."

Yan Ce seldom complied neatly and nodded, "Okay."

Ying Zheng tidied up the cloth on the upper half of his chest that was messed up by him, and pursed his lips: "I'm leaving, and I will visit you, a bad boy who likes to cause trouble, when the right time is right."

"His Majesty."

"What else—"

When the emperor looked back, he covered her lips with one hand, before she could speak.

The next moment, he kissed the back of his hand.

Time seemed to be frozen, the four eyes met each other, the astonishment in her eyes flashed away, and then a little bit of confusion, the footsteps backed up half a point because of the boy's sudden action, and the boy stretched out the other hand to wear it even more brazenly. Passing between her fingers, they are tightly intertwined, and the familiar temperature once again blends with each other regardless of each other, more intense than before.

There is a hand's distance between the lips.

The twigs blown by the breeze swayed, and the sunlight melted into the intertwined shadows through the swaying leaves.

The more exciting request was accompanied by the sound of slightly scorching breathing.

This is the only form she can accept. Similarly, this also represents a special meaning.

Yan Ce thought.

And he has a strong premonition that if he misses this opportunity, he may regret it for life.

Slowly, she let go of her lips, but saw a serious face without saying a word, she gently pushed Yan Ce away, turned around and stepped out of the warm pavilion, as if it meant rejection, Yan Ce accepted the result calmly, His Majesty's response was also within his expectations, without any surprises.