Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Fusu looked at Hangu Pass in the distance, lowered his eyes and sighed again.

"My mother probably didn't intend to leave him with the possibility of winning in the first place."

Chapter 610

"What about Your Majesty?"

Yan Ce was inexplicably flustered.

That's right, an indescribable panic gathered deep in the heart, as if it was hindering the flow of blood.

And he had no clue about it.

Apart from him, there was only Miss Lingsi who was leaning lazily by the window in the palace room. It just so happened that His Majesty was not in the palace, so it was equivalent to taking a rest.

"Your Majesty will go to the Prison Department to find Mr. Fei and Zifang. Please continue to complete the state affairs."

Miss Lingshi looked calm, her hair was messily stuck to her forehead, and she sat sideways in a place out of the sun, even under the torment of the scorching heat, she couldn't muster the energy to argue with Yan Ce.

In the afternoon, it was already the hottest time of the day. The palace where the two lived was built to escape the summer heat. When the heat wave swept across, even the tiles on the palace were scorching brightly.

The sunlight that poured into the pavilion through the curtain still carried a drowsy atmosphere, and Miss Lingshi had to change out of her conservative formal attire, wearing a shirt and shorts with her arms exposed, her toes pointing to the ground and then her soles fell to the ground. Above the rug, some blazing legs were exposed, their curves from ankle to thigh unobstructed.

She took out the frozen scented tea she had prepared and walked over.

Using ice to cool off the heat in midsummer is a luxury that only wealthy families would use, while civilians outside the palace choose to swim to cool off the heat. Of course, the latter way of cooling off the heat will be healthier, even if the identity issue is ignored, making the lady tired of water, And Yan Ce is covered in injuries, it is even more impossible to choose the latter.

"Give."

She poured a good cup and put it on the table, while Yan Ce was like an autistic child crouching in a cooler corner of the wall, raised his head to take a look, and was about to get up and stick back to the wall again when the heat wave blew.

"Help bring it here, thank you."

"I like to drink or not."

Miss Lingshi ignored him, but took a few sips from the teacup, moistened her lips, and then showed a slightly satisfied mood. Seeing the salted fish boy who was about to merge with the wall, the good mood of the day was ruined. at once.

"Can't you have a bit of royal etiquette? Even the common people in Xianyang are more elegant than your sitting posture."

"Etiquette is for outsiders to see... Too much entanglement, stupid." Yan Ce imitated Miss Lingshi's indifferent tone, and said in a low voice.

"..."

The woman walked straight past Yan Ce, put her toes into the high-heeled sandals, bent over and lifted the back straps that framed her ankles, her toes were quietly fastened, and then stretched slightly, the sun reflected on her nails with a faint cherry red luster.

Yan Ce asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

"Look for a craftsman," she replied.

"Craftsman? Where is the tile broken?"

She said coldly: "No, let the craftsman build you into the wall to look better. After all, you like rubbing against the wall so much, so you must satisfy your desire."

"Don't make me sound like a weirdo with a special fetish!"

Yan Ce moved his buttocks and stood up, grabbed the woman's shoulders and pushed her back forcefully. The turned pupils stared at her coldly, as if the temperature suddenly changed from scorching heat to a comfortable environment suitable for Yan Ce's survival.

"I only like beautiful ones, such as Your Majesty."

"Really convincing words."

Miss Lingshi patted off her hands that were almost on her shoulder blades with a blank expression, and slightly pulled the curtain by the window to block the ubiquitous heat.

Yan Ce sat directly on the table, raised his teacup and drank it, then let out a long breath, "Huh..."

Compared to the young man's heroic way of drinking, Miss Lingshi fiddled with her drooping temple hair with one hand, held the teacup with the other, lowered her eyes and took a sip, then her lips moved away from the rim of the cup, leaving a small mark.

She put down her teacup and said calmly: "No accident, the caravan transporting subsidies should return to Xianyang. I haven't heard any news yet. Was it detained by the prince?"

"It's a bit strange, and that's what worries me. With Fusu's personality, even if he's dissatisfied, he won't do anything to detain the caravan." Yan Ce sighed, and pulled out the secret report sent by the assassin of Guoshang. She has a small army of light cavalry and wants to return to Xianyang, military power is her only advantage, even if she wants to be on the side of the Qing emperor, can she really do it without the Great Wall Legion?"

"You are saying that the prince is abnormal."

She frowned, and flipped through a stack of paper classics beside the desk, and saw the recent situation of the Great Wall Guard Army, the Central Army, and the Lingnan Army that had been transcribed and submitted by special officers. The numbers are clear.

Yan Ce sat next to her and sorted it out together, "I checked the numbers and they are all right. They are basically consistent with the information obtained by the martyrs. There are no hidden ambushes. A huge legion has a clear structure, and there are no elite special forces trapped in the camp. Fusu Really just brought a team of light cavalry."

She flipped through the pages and asked, "How long ago was this information?"

"one day."

"The time is too short, and the number is too normal. If you are close to ink, you will be black, and you will become stupid after staying with you for a long time. It is so normal that it is very abnormal, and I only realized it now."

The woman hooked her hair, picked up the top of the pen and poked the boy pasting it, her eyes threatened Yan Ce not to touch her.

"When I was studying the law, I learned about the situation of the legion. The number of injuries and illnesses of soldiers in cold and summer is significantly higher than that in spring and autumn, and this number is too average. There is no problem with the Great Wall Legion being monitored by Guoshang. The Lingnan Legion lives in the area from Baiyue to the border. , the climate is not acclimatized, the number of wounded and ill patients fluctuates every month, while the number of wounded and sick soldiers of the Central Army increases by one or two every month, and the number of wounded soldiers decreases by one or two, the statistical number is almost fixed.”

"It's normal...and not normal." Miss Ling said, "There are two possibilities. The officer is negligent, or the statistics are based on previous years. I'm more inclined to the second possibility."

Yan Ce looked serious, "The deputy commander of the Central Army has never been to the barracks so far, and the last time he greeted His Majesty, he only brought ceremonial soldiers."

Miss Lingshi made a guess: "The Central Army has taken refuge in the Crown Prince in private?"

Yan Ce regained his composure, "No, Your Majesty said that among the three major legions, only the Great Wall Legion belongs to the Chujun. Why did you give false data to show that there is no way to investigate? Can you assume that the Central Legion is not in Xianyang from the beginning to the end..."

"Assume the situation is even worse, assuming that the guards of the four gates of Xianyang belong to Fusu."

"I tried every means to delay the Yancheng army to gain time, but in fact, I wasted the time meaninglessly, and Fusu just used this time to communicate with the troops of the four gate guards."