Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The boy was pulled into the depths of a secluded forest road, and stopped in an unremarkable idle palace. It seemed to be too remote and was forgotten to a corner by the royal court. The whole was covered with a thick layer of dust, without any decoration at all.

"Don't look at it, Your Majesty in the inner court. Some things your Majesty asks you, don't answer directly, and don't acquiesce."

"What exactly do you mean?"

Yan Ce let go of the redundant thoughts in his mind, and his eyes wandered to the sky, a little deliberately staggered away from the plump body that was stuck together not long ago, and the slightly immoral stimulation.

"..." After a moment of silence, Miss Lingshi stared at him coldly, "If you are trying to anger me on purpose? I can tell you that it has succeeded."

"Your Majesty may ask..." Yan Ce whispered a little embarrassedly, "The one in the Nuan Pavilion?"

"..."

There was still no warm expression on the woman's face, but in just a split second, there were faint ripples in her eyes, which quickly calmed down a trace of fluctuation, not like a rebuttal, as if she acquiesced to Yan Ce's vague inquiry.

She let go, raised her eyebrows, and reprimanded seemingly coldly:

"Know and ask..."

pS: It's the 27th now. Adding an update on the 28th, I always feel that this month is a little less.

Chapter 570 Three Capitalized Danger

I don't know if it was his illusion, but Yan Ce felt that the moment Miss Ling Shi looked at each other just now showed a slightly strange color.

"Remember?"

she asked coldly.

"I don't think we can hide it." Yan Ce spread his hands and smiled calmly.

"Your Highness, is there a good way?"

"Yes, I have."

"Oh, talk about it."

"Admit your mistakes humbly and let nature take its course."

"You go to die. No... It's better for me to kill you now than to be executed by the emperor's order, and then commit suicide."

The woman squinted her eyes, with a terrifying coldness hidden in the gaps, and looked dissatisfied at the young man who was gradually becoming a Buddhist.

"Martyrdom?"

The moment she finished speaking, the woman's snow-white toes slightly raised and stepped on the boy's feet through the soles of the high heels, and it took him a long time to pull them out with a face full of pain.

Miss Lingshi was expressionless, leaning on the height of a few centimeters from the soles of her shoes, looking down at him from top to bottom.

"Why don't I sew up your mouth with a needle and thread so it won't open."

"How will I eat and drink in the future? I will starve to death."

Miss Ling Shi clicked her tongue, thought for a while, and said, "Trees can rely on sunlight to live, but His Royal Highness is not even as good as trees. It's really useless."

Yan Ce hinted: "Is that so... When you bite the bark, can you be gentle? Mr. Tree will be very painful if the bark is bitten off."

She pointed her finger at her lips and touched them: "Prince, please sink Jiang to die immediately, is that okay?"

"Why do you have to Shen Jiang?"

"Because in that case, His Highness will die more painfully?"

Miss Lingshi rolled his eyes at him, walked slowly half a step in front of him, and walked out of the forest road together.

Yan Ce's mood gradually calmed down, probably because he was used to the special way of talking tit for tat. He asked, "What will your majesty ask specifically?"

"How would I know?"

"Then how do you know His Majesty will ask—"

"Guess."

Miss Lingshi interrupted the young man's words so that he could not let him say the embarrassing words, and pushed the young man away a little, "You can go from Lindao to the inner courtyard of the imperial palace, stay away from me."

Pale golden light and shadow fell on the fair skin that was slightly warm. She simply brushed the hair that was blown by the breeze behind her ears, and her peripheral vision fell on the young man with lowered eyes and deep thoughts from time to time.

The raised index finger gently rubbed against the lips, the upper and lower two thin lips closed together, pursed, and slowly opened a line again.

Entering the inner court, the guards leading the team changed from bodyguards to more elite imperial guards, but each imperial guard was very familiar with the two people who had just entered, and the inspection process was just a formality.

With a slightly indifferent tone, she turned her head and said, "His Royal Highness?"

"..."

The woman emphasized her tone: "Idiot."

Yan Ce suddenly realized: "Huh? Oh, it's here."

"stupid."

A light, non-malicious voice fell, and she passed by, she paused for a moment, waiting until the boy left.

Then, the hair tie is put away.

With black hair raised, he walked into the corridor.

……