Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Two do not help, just like when you first came to the throne, internal and external troubles."

Wang Jian was talking about Lu Buwei's dictatorship inside, Zhao Ji's dictatorship, and wolves around outside. He quietly guarded the frontier and watched as the first emperor came to power when he was a girl, and climbed out of the whirlpool to control the country after a narrow escape.

"...I know."

After finishing speaking, Yingzheng fell silent for a rare moment, dropped the jug at his feet, and glanced at his daughter's reaction... This reaction was too flat, did it mean that he had grown up through the experience during this period of time?

That's really something to celebrate.

He looked away and looked at the old man opposite him again.

Wang Jian still prefers Yan Ce instead of Fu Su. After all, the friendship between teachers and students connects the young and the old. Fu Su and the general do not have such a foundation. It is normal to be biased. It will be easier to gain the approval of the courtiers.

"General, don't hand over the position for the time being, successor, I will think about it again, and I will talk about the general returning home when I think about it."

"……promise."

Looking at this scene, even though he knew His Majesty's temperament that puts the country first, Wang Jian couldn't help standing behind the First Emperor with the crown prince girl, Yan Ce's eyes were indescribably serious, especially when he saw Yan Ce. With Ce's absent-minded appearance, his dignified expression became even more serious.

On the way to accelerate the prosperity of the empire, this child will definitely become an excellent one in the future... The empire can't afford it, it's outrageous, and if you are distracted and thinking about life on such occasions, the old man tells you that life is gone.

Ying Zheng beckoned to the imperial guards to tidy up the courtyard, got up, and walked out of the courtyard.

Fusu and Yan Ce accompanied the First Emperor on a tour, watching the whole process, and Yan Ce knew that the First Emperor wanted to determine the ownership of the throne, besides taking revenge on Wang Jian, who was a "helping younger brother" when he was about to retire. For the first emperor's heart was shaken.

... Yan Xiaoce's people's aspirations, the Great Yan Kingdom is not dead, which puts Yan Ce in a very embarrassing situation. This group of people seems to have taken him black money to play a fake match.

Everyone regards him as Daqin's savior, the bewitching black prince, but he only wants to have a good, ordinary love and an ordinary marriage.

Now, it is agreed that I will step down in three years, three years after three years...

If this continues, I will be the emperor.

The aristocrats hurried to do something, the whole time Yan Ce molested the little girl's scandal, and made rumors that someone's daughter was turned into a toy.

My Great Yan Kingdom must perish.

Otherwise, history will take a strange path, which cannot be repaired even if you want to.

Glancing at Fusu beside her who was full of smiles, she was in such a good mood that she didn't look like a good girl who was greened by her mother.

Fusu stopped in his tracks, distanced himself from Emperor Shihuang slightly, and raised his fingers behind his hands, "Do you think it's impossible for me to laugh now?"

Yan Ce took a deep breath, "Since the day you said you would leave Xianyang, I feel—"

Fusu interrupted the boy's voice, "I think I'm so scary and unfamiliar, so I don't want to approach casually."

"..."

all hit.

Seriously, which store did you buy the mind-reading hang?How much Fusu gave, I paid ten times.

At this moment, Yan Ce was finally sure that the gentle and lovely girl back then had gradually turned black without knowing it.

The desire and charm of the ruler began to exude from every gesture.

The smile is still soft and sweet, and the round face is thinner, gradually transforming from cute.

It is difficult to describe the good or bad of such changes in words, but as far as the country is concerned, a strong and wise monarch is the best, and the first emperor will not prevent the girl from changing.

But Yan Ce and the emperor had completely opposite ideas.

The young man hopes that the people around him will not change, just like my husband, who used to be under house arrest, but now is under hard arrest, so there must be no fundamental change.

The kindness that lingers in my heart as if I saw it for the first time.

Of course, the force in his heart tells him that wishful thinking is not as convincing as quantum mechanics.

But the transformation of the little princess Fusu into a perfect body in the mature stage is so fast that he can hardly adapt to it. He wonders if the shy girl under the ancient tree is not a dream of his, just like Zhuangzi's metaphysics theory of layer cake.

Fusu naturally pinched his fingertips, pulled him over without much effort, and held hands like every time in the past.

"Hey!"

Yan Ce kept thinking deeply, but didn't react.

Before Yan Ce's expression changed again, the crown prince girl turned her face to Yan Ce and raised her head slightly.

"You made me believe that the future can be changed."

"I'm finally sure now."

Yan Ce let out a faint breath, his eyes tended to be indifferent in a rational state, and he looked straight at the little princess Fusu. He knew where the sense of disobedience that had started that day might have come from.

"you--"

"M..."

Fusu lightly kissed the side of her cheek, and pecked.

"Unfortunately, you guessed wrong."

The corners of the girl's eyes curled up, reflecting Yan Ce's astonished expression.

"Come on, mother is going to wait."

The arms of the boy and the girl are tightly pressed together.