All evildoers are black-bellied: Out of print Concubine Diao

"Master, won't it be a problem to enlighten the young master like this?" The young master has a pure temperament, even if you give him eight more heads, he can't be better than the heroic Yan Weile. 【26nbsp;】

"This is just a way to motivate him. If that woman is really so important to him, then Qi Yuan will definitely do everything possible to make himself stronger." Luo Zhongxing sighed. Even his own son was planning, "If Qi Yuan's temperament doesn't change, how can he gain a foothold in the officialdom in the future."

"Old slave understands."

"You've helped him recuperate recently."

"Yes, sir!"

"It's an eventful season now, but I have a bad premonition that a storm is coming..."

"So Qiyuan must grow up as soon as possible."

"The young master will understand the master."

The old butler raised his head and saw Luo Zhonghang with a worried expression on his face. The master's complexion is very bad. Recently, it is difficult to sleep because of the young master's affairs, and he has to deal with so many political affairs. It is inevitable that the young master will be sensible sooner. .

"I hope so." It seems to be said to the old housekeeper, but also to myself, so let's add more comfort.

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Unpredictable, every step of the way, white pieces and black pieces all have their own merits, and the person who controls the two pieces makes everything eclipsed. There is a purple robe, a small golden dragon coiled on the golden crown, and the finale between the sleeves. They are all inlaid with gold threads, setting off an incomparable luxury. Yun Huan is so calm that he rarely feels oppressed by his opponent. He squinted at the chessboard, leaning on the ball with his left hand and raised his hand to hang in the air for a long time. He was struggling and thought for a moment. Then he put Heizi into the grid, exuding a natural majesty all over his body.

However, the person holding the white son, with a slight smile between his brows and eyes, misty like a burst of blue smoke, elegant and dignified in his gestures, his lips are slightly tilted up, he seems to always face everything with the most modest attitude, his eyes are clear and black Are you The smudged ink is clear and deep.

"Please, Your Majesty." Xiao Jingchen immediately dropped the white tea, took a sip from the teacup that had been steeped for a long time, the temperature of the tea changed slightly and the taste became slightly worse, so he had no intention of taking a second sip and put it back to its original place.

Yun Huan looked at the white piece he had dropped, and frowned, unexpectedly, he could not have guessed that he would break through the siege so quickly, and the white piece on the chessboard would be at an advantage with just one move, just like the games he set up just now. He had predicted it a long time ago.

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