The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

The condensed radish fragrance in the incense burner slowly drifts away, exuding a light, soothing and refreshing fragrance.

Feng Linge was sitting in front of the short table, holding a white ball in his hand and concentrating on it, the expression on Jun's face was very focused, Zhuo Ye was sitting opposite Feng Linge with a black ball in his hand, his face looked quite serious , but if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that there is still a hint of cunning hidden in it, and there is also a little eagerness that seems to be suppressed...

On the soft couch beside him, "Little Baozi" was holding a two-bitten apple in his hand, but his little head was dozing off a little bit, and there was a suspicious silver thread hanging from the corner of his pink lips... …

When Feng Lince and Qingzhu came back, what they saw was such a peaceful and harmonious scene...

The corners of Qingzhu's mouth twitched twice, and the first reaction was: "This woman is really overconfident, she dares to play chess with his prince!" But soon, he discovered the abnormality, Qingzhu frowned, feeling strange: "Why does the prince always have a calm face...now he looks very serious..."

Feng Lince froze for a moment, walked to the edge of the case, looked at the chessboard, and then showed a hint of surprise on his face.

Feng Linge's chess style is as he knows it, sharp and steady, every step of the way, each step is carefully calculated before making a move, meticulously paving the way behind, as if weaving a huge and tough net!

However, Zhuo Ye's tricks are extremely tricky and weird, always taking surprises and attacking him unprepared, making it hard to figure out and hard to guard against!Really cunning and cunning!

At this time, black and white are already fighting quite fiercely, but in this unpredictable chess game, who will be the final winner is an extremely difficult unknown.

Feng Lince glanced at Zhuo Ye in surprise. You must know that Feng Linge was famous for being good at chess in Tianshuo. Meet your opponent in the next game...

Qing Zhu also walked up to observe the chess game. He had learned Go with Feng Linge for a while, although his chess skills were far behind Feng Linge, but compared to ordinary people, he was considered a small master.At this moment, he stared at the chessboard with his eyes wide open, the more he watched, the more frightened he became!

The hall became more and more quiet, except for the "pop" of chess pieces falling on the board from time to time, only the slight breathing of a few people could be heard...

I don't know how much time has passed, but the rain has gradually stopped. The servants who had been waiting at the door for a long time, twirling their fingers boredly with a sad face, did not dare to disturb the few people inside.

Until an immature child's voice suddenly sounded in the quiet hall...

"Father, Father, Uncle Seventh Emperor, 'Little Yezi'...Xuan'er is hungry..." The "Little Baozi" who was woken up from starvation said pitifully, with his mouth flattened.A pair of big, watery eyes wandered back and forth between several adults. The apple that was originally held in his hand had rolled to the side of the soft couch at some point...