Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Get off at the palace.

As if angry, he walked quickly, deliberately throwing off the young man behind him.

"This is definitely embarrassing."

After Yan Ce finished speaking, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, shook his head, and planned to report the results of the school's assessment to His Majesty first.

……

And in the small pavilion of Wangting Garden, accompanied by the dancing of thousands of peach trees, the flowers of early summer are in full bloom here.

His Majesty the Emperor put down the wine bottle he had just sipped, and held a letter in his other hand.

The maids on the side served the first emperor carefully, and seeing the poems on it, they couldn't help yearning for it.

"Those who read this poem and don't feel it must be merciless." The emperor closed the letter and asked, "Who wrote it? I want to meet you."

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Chapter 550 One more second

Shangxie, which can be called a swan song, made the first emperor couldn't help admiring. The traces of every word erupted with deep and affectionate shouts. It is a chapter written with blood, and the heart of a child is rarely seen. .

His Majesty the Emperor, who was bathed in the gaze of the afternoon, recollected in his short leisure time that the test questions of the school assessment were quite satisfactory, and the Shangxie used to improve the score even expressed his intention on the bright side. The results won't be too bad.

"Your Majesty, Young Master Ce is here."

The emperor regained his composure, pondered for a while, tapped his fingers rhythmically on the test paper, raised his eyes and said with a smile: "It's rare for him to follow etiquette, it's weird, let him in."

"promise."

The maid at the side saluted.

After a while, Yan Ce walked into the royal garden, while the emperor raised his hand to let the maids on both sides step back first, with an intriguing smile on his lips.

The whole world became silent in an instant, leaving only the flow of wind and clouds. The pavilion in the garden is the place with the best view. Her eyes skipped over the light flowers and shadows whirling in the wind. It is a rare wonderful time of the year.

Her expression gradually became indifferent, looking at the boy with a slightly cautious look, like a child reporting his grades to his parents, ready to meet everything, but at the same time holding a slightly uneasy mood.

Probably the result of the assessment is quite average.

She was not surprised either, the young man can control the wealth and power of the world, but he has to be distracted to guide the creativity of this era. The most important thing is that Yan Ce has no time to review and hastily prepares for the assessment.

"sit down."

She pushed an empty wine bottle to Yan Ce's side, and said in a calm tone like a routine question, "How about the assessment?"

After a long silence, Yan Ce responded, "Very good."

"Good?"

The emperor was slightly taken aback, but she didn't expect Yan Ce to answer in this way, guessing that it might be because she didn't want her parents to know about the bad grades, so she didn't deliberately challenge it.

"That's good," she said.

After speaking, he raised the wine bottle and poured half of it to the one beside Yan Ce.

"It's made from wild fruits in the mountains, it's not intoxicating."

Then, Yan Ce comprehended and sat beside her, raising the wine bottle.

The two wine bottles touched lightly and drank together.

"I think of Lu Xiang back then." She said.

"Lu Buwei?"

"Yes, I regret it. Although I was forced to commit suicide, in terms of the result... I was not forced to kill him with my own hands." Ying Zheng poured another bottle, held it up in the air and shook slightly, she looked at Yan Ce continued: "The courtiers all say that you are like Lu Buwei, maybe you will walk the same path in the future, this is what I am worried about now."

Looking at the setting sun together, Yan Ce asked, "Are you worried that I will rebel?"

"No." She was silent for a while, then said slowly, "I'm worried about being killed by Fusu."

"...It should, can't it?"

Yan Ce's sudden vague tone added a bit of weirdness to her calm eyes.

"It's a really confident voice." After Ying Zheng praised lightly, he bowed his head and took a sip, "You and Fusu...forget it, I don't want to ask about the process, you just think about it slowly."

When Yan Ce's brain fell into endless chaos, the emperor smiled and wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth with his fingers. The absurd and chaotic ethical relationship gave her a headache, let alone Yan Ce himself, but this kind of thing In the end, it will be left to the teenager to solve it himself.

"Did Fusu tell you? She plans to build a tall and spacious palace in the distant future, and then imprison you forever." Emperor Shi Huang smiled calmly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, " A rare and interesting idea, not easy."

The idea of ​​Fusu little princess was not a whim!It is a big conspiracy with a long-term plan, and why is there no taboo at all?And your majesty is a bit weird, why does his tone sound like "my daughter has finally grown up, she's so awesome"!

This is a typical demonstration of private use of public equipment.

"What's so interesting about this?"

The emperor's fingertips touched his cheek, and then a palm gently covered it, the warmth melted into each other, and the warm breath blowing past vaguely passed by the wind. "She rarely does something decisively, which is good."

"Aren't you going to care about my life?"

"This is not for you to prepare in advance, otherwise—"

"I will feel bad too."

She laughed softly, but when she reached the last few words, some inexplicable emotions poured into her voice.