Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Miss Lingshi crossed her legs beside the bed, with a letter on her lap, flipped through it casually, and extracted information related to Shang Ji.

"It's not smart, but it's better than self-knowledge."

"Shang Ji's parents are still at home, take time to go home and take a look, and they won't be able to see each other in the future."

"Death is not a crime." Yan Ce interjected.

"I'm admonishing my subordinates, what does your highness have to do with you?"

She closed the letter, slapped the silk on the window sill, pressed her white palm tightly, the sun was shining, and the blood vessels in the skin could be vaguely seen.

"Death is too easy, but living is the most difficult thing. Shang Ji, live well and carefully."

The expressionless and cold expression added a bit of terror and coercion to the exquisite face, and seeing the young man beside him listening to the final trial carefully, made Miss Shi's mood even worse.

"His Royal Highness, please make a correct assessment of the seriousness of the incident, can you stop the heat in your head for the time being?"

Yan Ce pulled out the silk from her palm with all her strength, and sighed: "You said just now that it has nothing to do with me, but now it does."

"Da da--"

She was silent, tapping the window sill rhythmically with her fingers, her blood pressure seemed to rise.

"The nails are going to be knocked out badly."

Yan Ce blinked and said.

Seeing Yan Ce's "concern" eyes, Miss Ling Shi was taken aback, clenched her fist slightly, raised her eyes and said calmly: "Your Highness, if you still want to restore your precarious reputation, please don't provoke me."

"Okay okay."

In order to appease the big cat lady next to her and prevent her from being so angry that she would eat him alive, Yan Ce didn't open the silk to review it again.

Choreographing and leadership, and being caught on the spot, is tantamount to social death.

On the side, Shang Ji was sweating coldly, dripping down the tip of her hair, knelt down with her head bowed, and said in a trembling voice, "Subordinate, accept the punishment."

Yan Ce said, "Don't worry."

Open the window and soak up the sunshine.

The light shines through the silk, rubbing the corners with fingers to spread it out.

"Silk silk, new double silk, with very little output. The research institute of the Mohist school has specially studied this subject. There is a mark on the lower left. They are all rare and rare items. A luxury to fool the nobles."

"The research institute has records of this kind of defrauding of the gentry's funds, and the purchaser can be found, and with Shang Ji's salary, it is impossible to write on silk."

After breathing in the fresh air, Yan Ce paused for a moment, then commented: "Your subordinates are all good at playing."

Under the vast sky, the long wind blows away the distant clouds, and the lush branches and leaves are swaying. At this moment, the peach blossoms are buried in the soil with the echo of the wind chimes.

And the current silence is like a prelude to the imminent issuance of death penalty notices to all the innocent people.

Miss Lingshi looked at Shang Ji, walked to the bookshelf to unfold the list of Wang Ting's personnel, and drew a detailed outline with her plain hand.

She said, "Shang Ji, you go out."

Shang Ji said in astonishment: "My lord, you will not punish me."

"Do you really want to suffer now?"

"Subordinates retire!"

Shang Ji stepped back with lingering fear, but soon the expression on her face turned into ecstasy.

Miss Lingshi threw the scroll of letters on the table, her expression was unkind, and she said coldly: "It seems that I haven't changed my blood for a long time, and I don't feel awe at the beginning. If it wasn't for worrying about the background of these aristocrats, all the female officials in the royal court should change their blood." One change."

"Poor Shang Ji."

Yan Ce sighed, and opened the article bearing Mr.'s name and imitating Mr.'s handwriting.

"You deserve it."

Miss Lingshi turned back in less than a second, put it away, put on a long coat to wrap it tightly, and walked outside the Nuan Pavilion.

"Where are you going?"

"Want to take a bath together?" She tilted her head and asked flatly.

"No need... Did you make the one last night?"

"Which one?"

"It's nothing, long hair is still pretty." Yan Ce said with gestures.

"..."

She hooked the ends of her hair beside her ears, realized that the hair tie on the cabinet hadn't been fastened yet, didn't say anything, picked up the hair tie with her fingertips and put it in her hand, and walked away quickly.

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"Shang Ji, I didn't expect that you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would learn to betray you. You are so brave."

Shang Ji's colleagues hated her indisputably.

Another colleague sighed, "Master Lingshi will release you unharmed and give you a vacation and a salary increase. Shang Ji... It's too inappropriate for you to inform me. I can't help you."