Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Your hobbies are becoming more and more strange." Her tone gradually returned to her usual coldness, "Tomorrow I will change into formal clothes."

"It was uncontrollable just now, let alone you sitting across from me, it's not normal for me not to see it..."

Balabala said a lot, but Yan Ce was very serious.

She raised her hand and stretched out the pressed corner, covering up the snow-white under her knees as much as possible, then raised her eyes and took a look.

"I didn't say anything."

Fatal blow, critical strike!

Yan Ce can't get up again.

"..."

It seemed that he didn't care about it, but it was such plain words of "there is no silver 300 taels" that made Yan Ce vomit blood, as if the embarrassing label of "weird sexual fetish" was engraved on his forehead.

If two people get along well, but the problem is that there is a third person in the room, bah, the third person, the majesty that has been piled up with great difficulty is instantly lost.

"The hearts of the courtiers staying in Xianyang are fluctuating. The general has approached you several times, but I declined. The imperial capital where His Majesty was there before is like a land that has been favored by gods. Everyone will believe that the first emperor can do everything perfectly. This trust is unconditional."

"Even though the nobles believe that you can inherit the throne of the First Emperor, His Majesty's eastward tour was too sudden, so sudden that they couldn't accept the status quo of losing their backbone."

"..."

The morning sun rose and tore through the thick clouds, separating the gap between the sky and the green hills. The dancing light trails swayed through the curtains raised by the long wind. She opened the window, and the sun poured in, and the light and shadow were dyed pale gold. .

The woman's deep eyes turned to the ovary.

His extremely oppressive and calm gaze made the girl lean closer to Yan Ce, but it was clear that Miss Lingshi's goal was the ovary, so she walked to the girl.

Holding up his stiff palm, he retrieved the letter.

One end of the letter was inserted into the burning candle, and then it was thrown into the basin.

"The nobles don't want to admit that they are uneasy about this, so they are showing off their knowledge to cover up their state of mind at this moment. Everything before has been ruled by His Majesty, at least it was controlled by the First Emperor of Qin."

"As long as His Majesty is here, even if the world is in chaos, they will not be afraid."

"The affairs of state on the first day are very simple."

She looked down at Yan Ce for a while, then sat on the side of the bed, moved her temples to the same side, stretched out her tender fingers to pick up his chin, and noticed that Yan Ce's head was starting to think wildly, and the young man had no space to retreat, his body was only Can show a little symbolic struggling reaction, and then choose to give up, quietly enjoying the temperature from the fingertips.

Warm and cool, with a little bit of heat in it.

Ovary on the side fell into a sluggish mode and covered her mouth.

really.

Women are more accustomed to forcing Yan Ce to look directly at her than Yan Ce is self-conscious.

"They want to know: Can you restrain the royal court?"

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At dawn, on the avenue leading from the palace gate to the Xianyang Palace, there were solemn and silent courtiers in twos and threes, looking across the stone steps, the familiar figure was reflected in the boy's pupils, condescending, in the same plain sky, Yan Ce saw Everyone bowed their heads.

For him who temporarily took over the empire, in order to maintain the stability of the first emperor, in addition to the necessary "scare", he must also ensure that he has a benevolent heart.

The so-called benevolence is not simply summarized as a simple form of "nuclear bombs washing the ground, physical transcendence, mechanical ascension, and spiritual energy transcending calamity".

After all, Yan-style terrorism alone cannot bring happiness to the nobles, and Yan Ce believes that the nobles also gave birth to his reckless behavior through continuous training, "Who is this, how presumptuous. It's Yan Ce, that's okay." morbid psychology.

Even Han Fei, the "Xianyang pot king" who has unconditional trust in young people, recognized the soul essence of "Yance non-stick pot" early on, and took a laissez-faire approach to his education. Anyway, it is like this, can teachers and students still break up?

Obviously, even Yan Ce's most confident supporters expressed 99+ dissatisfaction with him for cheating a wave of assassinations on behalf of the First Emperor yesterday, and continuing to play the evil act of disappearing...

If the first emperor was around, he would occasionally listen to Yan Ce's bad deeds, of course, only for a while, but it's still useless!

His Royal Highness's code of conduct was too self-indulgent, and a set of "I think it should be so neat" behavior pattern beat up the nobles in the city.

This era is very turbulent, the war is just settled, there are many changes, and there are many public opinions. Although His Highness has played a very good role in promoting the country's food production and expanding the people's wisdom, but the vision beyond the times will make the nobles realize that others cannot rule. Indecisive frustration.

All worry about the same possibility:

Yan Ce, it doesn't matter if you play or not, can you stop playing bombing?

"Where's my son's house?"

In the distance, Yan Ce put on a more serious black formal attire, held Tai Ah with a tense expression, this was the first time he faced all the dignitaries in Xianyang City independently, his plain and restrained voice echoed in the Chang Tianxia seems to be a person who has entered the "sage" and cannot extricate himself.

"The girl you mentioned doesn't have any official position, and she doesn't have enough achievements to enter the royal court. If you need to relieve your body, I hope you don't desecrate the dignity of the royal family in Xianyang Palace under the watchful eyes of everyone."

When hearing the name "Ovary", Miss Lingshi gave him a meaningful look.

As for which part of the little yellow book the need mentioned in the mouth refers to, there is no need to point out too much at all.

The woman didn't see the value of Zifang's little classmate for the time being. Both Yan Ce and Han Fei were sure that Zhang Zifang was a genius with great potential, but if he couldn't realize it, it would be zero, so she didn't agree with Yan Ce's focus And strategic hopes are pinned on that girl.

"..."

Yan Ce's solemn expression froze for a moment, and his drooping fingers clenched slightly.

Looking sideways at the woman who told him about the formal etiquette, the complexity hidden in it can be seen with the naked eye.

"With your words, I really feel at ease."

She said lightly, "Stand still."