Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Resentment fills the heart, waters the seeds of hatred, and becomes a member of the Anti-Yan.

Use the prince's blood to wash away the shame of being frivolous.

This is the second step of the plan.

She thinks so.

Vaguely, it seems to have foreseen the expectation of restoring the country, the only dream of the family.

And Zhao Ke's whisper in the next moment made the girl fall into the abyss completely.

"So, to be so straightforward, how can I get my father to agree?"

"what!!!"

Zifang raised his head mechanically, as if he had seen a ghost.

pS: My graduation experiment project has been cut off... The instructor said that the start time is at least the middle and late May, or it may be the end of May, so the situation is unlikely to give you time to do experiments and write papers, and it is impossible to complete without data Bi She wants me to change to a new subject. I wasted a month, and it is completely useless.

There are hurdles in life step by step, but well, I may have a little more hurdles.I feel that I am so miserable, and I don’t blame others, so during this special time, no matter which region you are in, everyone must maintain an optimistic attitude, oh ho ho.

Chapter 590 Using Skill Two: Instigating Rebellion

Ah, are the people of Qin so receptive?The girl thought in bewilderment.

Seeing the face of the young girl Huaichun, the nerves in her brain were broken one by one. She didn't even know that the prince was so popular. On the surface, all the "girlfriends" are free.

Finally, she reluctantly accepted the fact that the second step of the plan failed, and then the teacher's soft call dragged her out of her meditation again.

"Zhang Zifang."

The young female Mohist researcher blinked, compared the results on the list, and stepped forward.

"Teach."

The girl bowed and saluted meticulously. Although she hated the Qin Dynasty, she respected the lecturer from the bottom of her heart.

"Your stage assessment results are excellent, and there is no trace of cheating."

While speaking, the researcher glanced at Yu Ji intentionally or unintentionally. This self-proclaimed flawless beauty quietly covered her flushed face with a letter, and did not eavesdrop.

"So, His Royal Highness wants to chat with you alone, and it is about the focus of training."

"I?"

Her first reaction was that the conspiracy had been discovered, and then she shook her head. This possibility was almost zero.

When Qin destroyed Han, her family burned down the genealogy. No one except the family members and the necessary Xiang Yan knew that she was the direct blood of the nobles of the Han family, and the background information was filled in as a minor noble from the concubine.

The little student Zifang was suddenly a little curious about how the prince with a completely different brain circuit would cry out in pain when he was caught in the vortex of rumors, and how much effect the word fearful could have on him.

Thinking of this, the hatred for the subjugation of the country and family subsided a little, and with the slight curvature of the lips, a surge of joy rose in the blood.

Follow the teachings and walk into the interior where the irrelevant stop, here is a world piled up with mysterious and obscure knowledge.

The solemn and heavy academic atmosphere makes every step of the young girl extremely depressing, as if she is lifting a veil beyond the mundane, and behind the veil are taboos that seem to come from the other side of the vast galaxy.

In Zifang's sight, the prince is... flirting with her classmate? ? ?

When she entered Yan Ce's field of vision, the shy girl in front of Yan Ce covered her blushing face and ran away. Ovary's eyes focused on the prince who was "suspected to be a terminal patient of copper refining cancer", stiffly. smile.

The world fell silent.

No one ever said that Prince Yan Ce's hunting range has no bottom line!

More than 1 "dangerous" words flashed in his heart, and after a short period of sluggishness, he immediately saluted him. His good aristocratic qualities prevented Zifang from picking up the new bomb at the side and bombarded him to death immediately.

The first look she raised her head was a gentle look, as gentle as the Holy Spirit.

"Little friend, did someone pass by just now?"

"No, there are only His Highness and I in this hall from the beginning."

"Very good." Yan Ce nodded, "Are you Zhang Zifang?"

Yan Ce was leaning slightly, looking at the young girl with an equal gaze.

"Meet Your Royal Highness."

Ovary eased from the momentary surprise, the disparity in status made her bend down to salute like a conditioned reflex.

"Kids don't need red tape."

Yan Ce waved his hands, patiently looking at the little girl who was most likely to be the shady girl.

There are many people who have the opportunity and time to get in touch with the anti-Yan party, but not many people are able to write a provocative essay on Yan. It is obviously empiricism that Miss Lingshi took the letter to the royal court for comparison in small habits. That woman would never have thought that there would be a girl version of the Emperor's Master buried in the research institute.

While recalling his knowledge of the times, Yan Ce patiently waited for the response from his little classmate Zhang Zifang.

"No..." Ovary responded softly.

She changed her eyes several times, but she still didn't act rashly. The one in front of her was the Prince of Qin, and at the same time, the strongest assassin in Yan Kingdom. He controlled all the demons of Guoshang assassins. If I catch it, where does the fear come from... I can only answer: This guy is the nightmare of all nations.

"Your Highness, is there anything else you want to entrust?" She asked in a low voice.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"..."