Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"how?"

Yan Ce put down the letter, walked over, got up and walked to her side, his eyes were on Miss Lingshi, the sweat stains made the jacket cling to the curve of the body, except for the slightly transparent flesh color of the collar, there was nothing charming about it, but yes This female official is still in an embarrassing state. If she used to be extremely disgusted with coming here in summer, but now... there are still some changes.

The woman stretched out her fingers, wiped the liquid from the fingertips on the boy's clothes, and wiped them carefully, as if using his black shirt as a rag, after all, it doesn't matter if the dark-colored clothes are dirty.

Yan Ce: "..."

She said lightly: "Go back."

Yan Ce lowered his head and saw several "scratches" on his body, and said seriously: "Even San Gong and Jiu Qing dare not treat me like this."

She switched the positions of her legs and looked at Yan Ce coldly, "What do you want to express?"

"Just say it, it doesn't make any sense."

This horrific threat like "even my father never hit me" did zero harm to Miss Lingshi. Her identity and status are not measured by official functions, and the status of the three gongs and nine ministers may not necessarily be much higher than her.

"..."

Yan Ce looked at the woman more and more, so the next step is to treat him as a disposable item, such as a tissue or something.

She raised her toes slightly, and pointed to the letter on the side table.

"This volume is the training arrangement of the army last year. It can basically be used as a reference. The specific difference is not big. The difference between this year and previous years is that there are fewer cases of foreign looting, and there is no need for large-scale suppression."

"I want to make sure that the slips are put back in their original place. Although the management of the library is lax and His Majesty doesn't care about the situation in the library, I don't think trespassing is a good thing. Please read it quickly."

Out of the corner of Yan Ce's eyes, she noticed that Miss Lingshi was very disgusted at the fact that she violated the rules and entered the library, and she joked, "For me to break the rules, to be honest, I was moved."

It was found that Yan Ce's gaze fell vertically on her sweat-soaked part, as if observing the woman's soft curves. The woman raised her boots and kicked his calf, and she clasped her hands to slightly cover it.

"Do you want to die that much? Move your eyes away from me."

Yan Ce blinked, picked up the small bench and moved to the corner to show sincerity, "How about the distance?"

She turned her head and looked out the window without answering.

After a few minutes of silence, the sweltering heat in the air still did not subside. With the morning sun rising into the air, the temperature in the library did not drop. The long wind blowing condensed the midsummer temperature, and the cicadas that rolled up together became more and more noisy.

"Now the Great Wall Legion has nothing to do other than building the Great Wall. Yan Great Wall and Zhao Great Wall have been connected into a whole piece the year before last. This year it is just a simple repair."

Yan Ce frowned, grabbed the bench and sat beside Miss Ling Shi.

"Don't come close, it's too hot." She said dissatisfied with a disgusted expression.

"Speaking of business, if you find something for Fusu to do, how about going out of the city to suppress the bandits?"

"Is your head broken? The Great Wall Legion has hundreds of thousands of troops to suppress bandits? Which country needs a legion to suppress bandits."

The slightly changed tone of voice seemed to express shock to Yan Ce's brain circuit, and he pushed his fingers away from Yan Ce's approaching body, and at the same time, the soles of his boots crushed Yan Ce's insteps, and then moved away.

"What is the excuse for the nobles from all over the world to collude with the Huns to secretly raise troops?"

"..." She was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Yan Ce, who caused the Huns to lose their strength, where is the power of the secret army, and where are the people?"

Yan Ce said earnestly: "The excuse sounds reasonable at first glance. The main reason is that it is close to King Yan's capital, and there are enough people in the headquarters of the King of War to serve as bandits and cause trouble for Fusu."

"The prince gave the army an order to suppress the bandits, how do you make the soldiers of the army listen to you?"

Yan Ce picked up Miss Lingshi, the woman's cold wrists were warmed by the sun, the boy stuffed the letter and went outside.

"This matter is easy to solve. You have to help me check the loopholes in the law, such as the difference between gifts and bribes."

"Let go first, this type of law is the most cumbersome, and it's hard to define without looking it up."

She struggled, but didn't shake it off, her pretty brows were tightly frowned, and she kept clenching her hands, which made her very uncomfortable, but she didn't refuse.

Yan Ce deftly pushed open the door of her bedroom, and pulled out a box of law tablets from under her bed.

"It's here... right?"

When Yan Ce looked back and asked, he happened to meet Miss Shang Lingshi's suspicious and dangerous eyes.

The woman glared at Yan Ce, shook off his hand, and said coldly after a while, "...Yes."

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In the far north, a girl steps on the Great Wall and looks far away.

The endless grassland is full of greenery in midsummer.

Fusu's frail body gradually adapted to the weather in the northern country.

Although they came here to establish prestige and take over the Great Wall Corps, it seems that except for the generals of the Meng family, other people are full of doubts about the ability of the crown prince girl.

"Your Highness, those women who claimed to be pregnant with Prince Yan Ce have all been arrested."

A young girl officer surnamed Meng saluted Fusu, then raised her hand and ordered the soldiers to bring up several terrified aristocratic women.

The girl in black casual clothes turned around unhurriedly, with a peaceful smile on her lips from beginning to end, pointed to a nobleman casually, and asked, "Is the child Yan Ce's?"

The aristocratic woman who was pointed hesitated for a while, gritted her teeth and said, "Yes..."

Fusu asked, "Really?"

The aristocratic woman felt a strange tension in her heart, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, lowered her head and said, "No."