Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

After all, the emperor was not facing an ordinary boy, but his expression was still as calm as before.

"The caravan from Baiyue to Qin opened a chamber of commerce in Xianyang, and your subordinates were temporarily placed in the State Guesthouse, and temporarily dismantled and organized into the martial arts teaching team of the academy. I can't help but be moved by their feelings for you."

A complicated smile appeared on the corner of the emperor's mouth, "They are all cute children, didn't you try them?"

Yan Ce shook his head, as long as his head is not broken, it is absolutely impossible to admit it, and he is not a prostitute who wants to spread the world, how could he just see a beautiful girl and impregnate her, his body and spirit will collapse.

"Well, I think so."

Ying Zheng still looked calm and nodded in response, but the next sentence made Yan Ce feel the call of meat.

"After all, my female officer is by your side."

Yan Ce said with a stiff face, "What does this mean? I can't understand it."

The emperor sighed softly: "She should help you take the initiative to vent your desires, and you and she are both extremely cautious people in business matters, and you will not be unprepared. My worries are indeed unnecessary."

"Your Majesty, did you hear something?"

Where are the treacherous villains slandering His Majesty, I, Yan Xiaoce, will do justice for the sky today.

Yan Ce's voice was solemn and serious.

"You are a teenager, and your physical desire is stronger. I can understand it. It is best to take more contraceptive measures, otherwise, I will also have a headache."

She said.

"..."

Yan Ce's mind was in a mess, his expression was no longer nervous but completely confused, he was clearly here to report the results of the assessment, why did he have the illusion that he would be hacked to death by the emperor at any time.

The emperor asked, "Can you play chess?"

"……Won't."

"Accompany me to play a game, and teach while playing."

A guard brought chess pieces, put them on the stone table, bowed and retreated.

Yan Ce bit the bullet and let things go wild, while the emperor patiently taught them, never mentioning pregnancy, desire, childbirth and other topics, as if they had already left the topic.

"Report to Your Majesty! The teacher at the school where Young Master Ce is located said that to be an evildoer is... it is Yan Young Master Ce."

"..."

After a long silence, she said:

"Okay, I see, you go down."

"promise."

The maid raised her eyes and noticed Young Master Ce's ugly face, she immediately lowered her head to prevent him from seeing her appearance, and hurriedly backed away.

"..."

"..."

Ying Zheng turned his eyes and stared at Yan Ce who was about to defend himself, and suddenly laughed, "When I was studying hard in the school, I was quite leisurely."

"..."

"It's okay, I don't blame you, it's just poetry, not to mention such an amazing and brilliant poem, I'm too happy to be happy."

Occupying three or three stars, she lowered her eyes and pushed the boy's fingers away.

The third hand, Tianyuan Luozi.

"Nai dare to say goodbye to you... which gentleman in Hexue Academy?"

pS: Next update, about one or two o'clock.

Chapter 550 Eighth Prince

"This poem is for giving away."

"I know."

This sentence is very plain, but it has a different taste, it seems to be indifferent, but there are some contradictions of caring.

The emperor's chess game is played according to the opponent's standard. As a novice Xiaobai, Yan Ce is about to be conscripted to death before he understands anything.

Yan Ce raised his eyebrows, and said seriously: "It's for you."

"I see."

Ying Zheng drank a bottle and focused his eyes on the chess game that was about to end. In fact, it could have ended earlier, but he deliberately "whipped the corpse" to relax his mind.

"Since you wrote it to me, you can hide it until now. You have a heart to make up such a lie." She said lightly: "Continue."

"Surprise... keep it until the end."

So, after holding back for a long time, Yan Ce forcibly made up an excuse, a lie that even he himself did not believe.

"I don't even want to meddle in your personal affairs, but you are forcing me. You are writing to my female officer. She was the only one in the school. If not, could it be written to the head of the school, Gan Luo, or the military officer in the mansion? Han Fei reminded me several times that I should have guessed it earlier."

After thinking for a moment, Yan Ce gave up the idea of ​​explaining, and now the excuse is more like sophistry, thinking about it, the tears in his heart flowed, if Gongsun Xiao, his best friend, was here, he would definitely risk his life for it. He proves.

"Aren't you angry?"