Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

In the legend, it’s dark under the lamp. The first emperor turned on the big one, and the hatred is transferred directly. To sacrifice.

"..."

Han Fei rubbed his temples, recalling every frame from the moment Emperor Shihuang entered to leave.

Based on Shihuang's status alone, there is no need to explain it to her!Now he came here to explain, didn't he just want to pull Yan Ce up from the broken boat, and then push her off from the good boat, although his expression was still as cold as a banished fairy, but the MMP in his eyes burst.

... The Emperor Shi Huang had no plans to spare.

Han Fei wanted to curse.

She may not be a "real mother" to the students, but the two students are "real sons".

She vaguely felt the posture of the swordsman outside the door "sharpening the knife to Fei Niang", ready to rush forward at any time.

"So it's not Yan Ce who is in danger... but me."

Very good, even the small box is not given, the ashes may be given away.

"To break the situation of the first emperor, at least get in touch with the lord first. Do you have any friends in the royal court?"

"..."

Ovary shrank back, "Isn't there none of them?"

A needle stuck into the lung tube, and I stirred and twisted vigorously.

Han Fei: "..."

From Zifang's eyes, she saw the sympathy of "caring for the orphans, the widows, the old and the poor", and it was the kind of top-level care of five stars.

"No, are you okay?"

The voice passed through the gap in the door and reached the interrogation room. The next moment, Ting Wei, who was in charge of the prison, appeared at the door with a package in his hand.

Han Fei said cautiously, "What are you doing here..."

"Students, let alone for the prince's sake, I have to come and have a look."

For the hard-won friend, Zifang secretly grabbed the sleeve of the husband, and said with lips: "Even if the other party wants to be with the husband, Han Feizi, you must seize the opportunity and fight for a chance for the master and you." .”

Han Fei froze slightly, she really couldn't speak to the old classmate she hated the most.

Ting Wei was the first and only person who took the risk to see her after the first emperor put her under house arrest. This made Han Fei regain a little warmth from his classmates, and the relationship between his old enemies finally faded at this moment.

"Okay, don't be sullen."

Tingwei's "pure" appearance as she recalled when she was young awakened the most beautiful and ugliest past scenes buried in her heart, and she was a little overwhelmed by the complicated mood.

Perhaps, this classmate who was involved in Vanity Fair really had a warm side.

next moment.

She saw the thick package spread out on the table.

"Look, isn't the pattern embroidered on my prime minister's official uniform beautiful?"

Ting Wei tore off the camouflage, although he tried his best not to laugh out loud, but the two ends of his lips could not be stopped, his eyes seemed to float to the sky.

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to discuss the style of clothes with you, by the way, there is also Xiang Yin!

Then a photo seal was carefully placed next to the official uniform.

"It's almost out of patina in the past two days, just kidding."

Zifang tightly held her husband's trembling hand, and looked up in horror to find that Han Fei's face was as cold as usual.

The color of MMP fills the eye sockets.

"gentlemen……"

Facing Zifang's worried expression, Han Fei smiled back in a harmonious way and touched the top of the little counselor's head.

Han Fei gritted his teeth and smiled, "You...can you help Fei save Yan Ce?"

Chapter 610 The fourth waking up from despair

"I didn't expect her to bow her head."

Normally, Wei Ting would never agree to help Han Fei easily, but he never expected to ask her for help for himself and her students, and an incredible thing happened.

"Sir...so, you are here to help me."

"Forget it." Ting Wei took Miss Ling Shi's iced tea with a smile, and took a sip.

"It's rare for her to have such a little human touch, so I have to be human, don't I?"

"...Human touch?"

Tingwei looked at the prince's puzzled eyes, put down the teacup, and stroked the wall with his fingertips.

"Han Fei and I have known each other for more than ten years. When she was young, she was proud and arrogant, and she made a gesture of compassion and compassion all day long. She studied under Master Xun. She seemed to be friendly with other students, but in reality she was extremely distant, as if... shouldering the responsibility of a saint. The savior who blamed him said he studied under Master Xun, but to put it bluntly, he was exiled from the country by the Korean monarch at that time."

Ting Wei restrained the modesty that a courtier should maintain, and said calmly: "She worked harder than anyone else, except me of course... This is not boasting at all. She is from the royal family of Korea, and the other students all have strong backgrounds. Only me, I have nothing. His parents were shadowed, and he had no noble blood, so he ascended to a high position in the royal court."

She paused, and then said: "The topic has gone far, Han Fei has never let go of her arrogance, even in the face of Emperor Shihuang."

"Master Xun's comment on Han Fei is to put it on the shelf and leave it alone. No one will bear her, including the first emperor. It's not that your majesty has never wanted to kill, but he is just hesitating. If necessary, I don't mind being Han Fei's executioner."