Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The emperor in the garden embraced the boy and said with a smile:

"It's time to test you. The guards at Wuguan, Xiaoguan, Hanguguan, and Dashanguan will not stop the Chujun who puts things in order. As long as one pass is broken, you can go straight to Xianyang unimpeded. I will not tell any of my ministers in advance. There are no rules for this game, so if any of your subjects rebel, you have to be careful."

"...You are in position, it is impossible."

In Yan Ce's mind, the scene of the army being Fusu riding on his face appeared in his mind.

There are hundreds of thousands of guards on the Great Wall, will he take his head to fight?

The soft touch of the back was almost perfect. The boy sitting on her lap didn't move. Gradually, he was wrapped in warmth and trance, and the round things fit tightly.

The emperor's neat and solemn black clothes were rubbed a little messy. Under the gazebo in the setting sun, under the clothes, you can vaguely see the slender palms stretched out to comfort the young man. His eyes were deep with emotion.

The two slender beautiful legs were slightly brought together so that his stiff posture would not be too sad. Although he looked more and more outrageous, he never showed a strange look, and he never reprimanded him when he gradually relaxed and rested on his chest.

She said softly: "Once Fusu is ready to usurp the throne, I will go on a tour around Kyushu, and the day I return to Xianyang will decide the outcome of the game."

"During that time, you were the actual controller of the Xianyang Royal Court, and the country entrusted you temporarily. You can do whatever you want without too much concern."

The meaning contained in Yingzheng's voice is like an adult giving a child pocket money, simply exhorting, without much worry.

"Can't we just sit down and talk?"

After the long thought was over, Yan Ce sighed.

"She said that you don't need to crush her with absolute strength, you won't be convinced."

When these words fell into his ears, Yan Ce raised his hand and the emperor clenched it, suppressing the exuberant anger caused by the intimate contact, and the stimulation of the senses was amplified bit by bit, but the emperor responded to Yan Ce's restrained Unknowingly, he smiled calmly.

"Don't think too much, don't think about tenderness, and treat the prince as an opponent."

Yan Ce: "..."

His Majesty's eyes are clearly... adjudicating the outcome, and inexplicably obtained the status of prince, and he is still a black prince in the rebellious period. Will he try to defeat the first emperor next.In a sense, the emperor should hope that he can defeat the crown prince she chose, and also hope that he can defeat his almost deified self, but after all, Yan Ce is not a decisive and ambitious boss, and gradually calms down from the panic .

A concubine can't do it...

Yan Ce cried out in his heart.

But His Majesty the Emperor stared at the young man sitting in her arms as if keeping a CG, showing a distressed and tangled expression.

Gradually, the teenager she treated as a child seemed to have grown up.

"The other ring is placed in my Xianyang Palace."

She said.

"Ok?"

Yan Ce blinked, feeling a little more uneasy in his heart, and said with difficulty: "The ring... the one that is paired with this one? I guess, for the sake of justice, did you also tell Fusu?"

Ying Zheng showed a faint smile, raised his fingers and tapped Yan Ce's leg, and looked at Yan Ce calmly.

"I just said that the gift the prince gave me is hidden in the main hall of Xianyang."

Fuck!You are naked and cheating people.

My dear majesty, student Fu Su has seen Yan Xiaoce's ring, and there is another pair hidden in your palace, she may not think it is a surprise prepared for her.

This is not a bloody scene of prostitution in the basement, but chopped up, and then, the heartbroken little widow cried at the grave, the most beautiful little widow in Xianyang, helping Su Xiaogongju.

"Okay, I have something else to do, so I won't accompany you."

The first emperor's voice continued.

"There is one more thing I forgot. It can be a gift from you...Of course, it can not be, the choice is yours."

The brunette picked up the half-filled bottle and drank the last of it.

"Think slowly, there is still time."

The amount of information hidden in just a few sentences made Yan Ce fall into a long silence.

After the words fell, the slightly raised black long hair brushed past, and the back gradually left the young man's sight.

"I will wait slowly."

"We all have time."

The teenager understands that this is both a fair trial and a real opportunity.

but.

Even if he won, he didn't know how to deal with the rising prince.

If he loses, he no longer has to worry about buying a house or a car, and works hard for decades to repay the mortgage, all he needs to do is live comfortably in the basement.

The next moment, at the inflection point of the corridor connecting the center of the royal court and the garden, Miss Ling Shi, who was leaning on the back of the pillar, pinched the missing strand of hair, and did not come to him until Yan Ce noticed this side.

It's just that the light pink around the neck has not faded completely, and the earlobes are still faintly hot, but it is no longer obvious against the setting sun.

She smelled alcohol and frowned, "Drink less."

"It's okay, it's like monkey wine, it's delicious."

With the bitter wine in his throat, Yan Ce raised his eyes, the deep and distant eyes made Miss Lingshi uncomfortable.

Like an elder, he has a unique understanding of life, penetrates the shackles of time and space, and reaches the invisible realm.