Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"... Poor."

Without any thought at all, it was Shang Ji's most genuine thoughts, and she quietly raised her eyes to observe His Highness Fusu's reaction, but she didn't see any joy or anger on that gentle face.

"Is it an answer? What could be more terrifying than this?"

"Is... dead?"

Shang Ji spoke vaguely, and couldn't figure out what the Chujun girl was thinking, but she always had an ominous premonition that if she killed Ji Ji to scare the monkeys, she wouldn't even have a place to complain. She wondered if His Royal Highness Ce had been caught having an affair recently. Or is it that I accidentally put someone's young lady, the little diva, to sleep.

As long as Mr. Fusu's psychological description can write a piece of blue sky, at least five hundred words should start.

"Well, most ordinary people would think so." Fortunately, Mr. Fusu didn't mean to embarrass Shang Ji, looking at the immobile bug next to the palace lantern, "Is there anything more terrifying than death in the world?" In the world, I still can't figure out Yan Ce's thoughts, and I don't know why he can choose to challenge more terrifying facts again and again and never get tired of it. The mayfly lived and died, and it took a night to get into the lampshade and enter a decent cemetery. When the sun rises again, it will be like a bug outside the lampshade."

Shang Ji looked at Fusu with a subtle expression, smiled, looked around, bent her waist even lower, and whispered: "If you want to imprison Your Highness, the palace next to the ice-stored Crystal Palace on the west side of the outer court is shady and cool. , but no one lives here, let alone disturbed... From now on, His Highness Ce will definitely listen to you obediently."

"……that's not what it means."

Fusu glanced at Shang Ji, shook his head, got up and followed the "public opinion", and walked towards the imperial palace.

Quiet for a moment.

She asked: "Is it good or bad to spend my happy life as an ordinary person in a muddle?"

For Shang Ji, as long as she has food and shelter and does not work, she can "come up and do it herself", let alone muddle along. Shang Ji, whose attractiveness to men of the same age is infinitely close to zero, does not need to think about marriage at all. Because Shang Ji is a lowly single poor dog, no one wants to mate with her at all.The fighting power of a serious donkey is about 1.5 Shang Ji, and the issue of feed must be considered even if it is given away for free.

As a small person, the goal is that simple, to survive.

The family and the country are too big, so first complete a small goal and earn her a single door.

Shang Ji's pupils shone with longing, "It's pretty good."

"Is it……"

With kindness, Fusu smiled, listened to the echo of the wind chimes blowing by the long wind, and walked straight over.

"pretty good."

……

"Your Majesty, Young Master Fusu is seeking to see you outside."

The female officer who was transferred from Shang Ji's side saluted respectfully, and said to Emperor Shi Huang who had just changed into dark Chinese clothes after taking a nap.

His Majesty the Emperor scanned the information that "the courtiers, dignitaries, and children are safe", and his beautiful face was calm.

"See."

Fusu came in, saluted, and lowered his eyes slightly.

"Say."

Fu Su said in an orderly manner: "Mother, nearly thirty nobles from the Qin court implored me to intercede for Yan Ce."

His Majesty the Emperor yawned slightly, a little tired, and commented on some less important documents.

"Yan Ce went into the research institute at night and put a group of nobles under house arrest, strangling the throats of these powerful people. I really don't know whether to call it reckless or decisive."

"According to my investigation, the matter of house arrest—" Fu Su took a deep breath and said firmly, "It's nonsense."

"A group of illegal organizations claiming to be anti-Yan Party pretended to be Yan Ce and slandered him. Yan Ce may do things that are indignant to other girls, but he will never do the same bad things to boys."

"What's more, Yan Ce has not been in the research institute since the beginning, so how could he coerce the nobles to intercede for him?"

Ying Zheng's eyes turned sharp, and he said, "Continue."

"I can't bear to see my fiancé being wanted, so I hid it in my bedroom." The girl Chu Jun bowed deeply and said solemnly: "In private, he and I are already married, and we have already been husband and wife. I can't bear to see him suffer, please Your Majesty punished me and my husband together, and allowed my son to hold a formal wedding with him in prison."

"..."

The first emperor was in a delicate mood, he clenched the pen in his hand and put it down slowly, and raised his eyes, the meanings in his pupils were colorful.

Chapter 650 Caught off guard

"It's another day of overtime work, so I can't let me sleep for a while. This is my lifelong wish."

The summer light was a bit dazzling, and there was a warm breath in the air. In this situation, Yan Ce wiped away the traces left on his face. Counting the time, he seemed to have never been idle from morning to night. When he saw the dinner plate Served with a potato set that was burnt to a mushy state, the boy's forehead was about to ooze starch.

"Oh."

Miss Shangguan was reading a book next to her, gently twirling the pages with two fingers, the expression on her face was still extremely calm, her eyes focused on the content of the book, and she drew a stroke from time to time.

"Are you dissatisfied?"

While speaking, he turned to the next page.

Knowing that Yan Ce was constantly changing the subject to cover up the turmoil in her heart, Miss Shangguan looked in Yan Ce's direction and happened to find that Yan Ce was staring at her stupidly.

"Eat, finished, please go."

The word "please" was deliberately accentuated, and her patience with Yan Ce was gradually worn out. Shangguan should have thought that Yan Ce was a non-lawful person who had no sense of time.

Yan Ce lamented, and said, "I taste the freshly harvested crops to test whether they are poisonous and whether they can satisfy my hunger, but your cooking skills make me very confused about the results of the experiment."

"Do you want me to go back to the royal court and call out the royal chef to cook for you, Daqin wanted criminal?"

Shangguan looked at the young man pointing miserably at a plate of black batter, and smiled faintly.

"You did it, dare to try it."