Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 232 Chess Game (Important Chapter)
Wind and snow whistling.

Outside Jinling City, on top of a mountain.

A hundred-year-old plum tree grows meanderingly, with dark branches and powerful branches.

The old man with white beard and hair wears a sage crown on his head, a loose and spotless Confucian shirt, and a jade pendant on his waist to show the gentleman's demeanor.

He was sitting at the stone table under the plum tree, playing chess alone.

A handsome man came with an umbrella.

The man was dressed in a Taoist robe, his lacquered hair was tied up with an ebony hairpin, and he smiled warmly, "Teacher."

Dean Sikong picked up a sunspot, "What's the matter with the Cao Gang?"

"Huaijin seriously injured Yan Qiansui, who killed himself. The token of the Cao Gang fell into the hands of Su Jiu. We have won this battle."

After he finished speaking, a woman's loud laughter suddenly sounded from the empty mountain top.

A beautiful woman with a slender figure came here on snow.

The maid holding the umbrella for her, with enchanting almond eyes, was clearly the Shi Shi whom Su Jiu met in Cao Gang.

Behind the woman, there are two guards, each holding a knife and a sword, with a cold and serious posture.

The woman laughed like a silver bell, she sat down at the stone table, picked up a white piece, "As expected of a closed disciple trained by President Sikong himself, even Yan Qiansui was defeated by him. In time, he will become Sikong The most outstanding sharp sword in the hands of the dean, right?"

While chatting and laughing, Bai Zi fell into the chess game.

When one piece fell, the white piece, which was originally at a disadvantage, was fighting against the big black dragon. The situation was majestic, it was hard to see that this move was actually made by an exquisite woman.

"The snowy night is cold, the mountains are high and the roads are slippery. Mrs. Zhao has such a sense of humor that she is playing chess with this old man..." Dean Sikong caressed his beard and smiled, "Ms. Zhao is different from other women. He will have a special liking for Mrs. Zhao, and even hasn't married a wife for 30 years."

Mrs. Zhao laughed out loud.

A woman in her 40s looks like a [-]-year-old girl.

When he laughed, his eyes were bent into crescent moons, and he was as delicate and cute as a little girl.

Such a woman is very eye-catching.

"A poor family with a high family, the difference between cloud and mud. He and I are not the same people after all."

She made a random move, "Speaking of which, Xu Jishui is a good seedling, better than his brother. I included him in the chess game to use his strength to pave the way for Shen'er. It's a pity that Xu Jishui is more than brave and not resourceful, so he can't see Leaving Xiao Tingchen is already at the end of his battle, and he lost the opportunity to occupy the Cao Gang in vain. However... Although Xiao Tingchen took advantage of it this time, how many times in a person's life can he win by luck? Dean Sikong, I think next time The confrontation, the outcome will be very different."

She pushed aside Sikong Chen's black chess just as a child, and winked at him playfully, "The dean is generous, so why not let the little girl play?"

Slender hands, neat and neat.

The outcome on the chessboard has been divided.

The woman stood up, smiled and left.

On one side, the man in Taoist robes who stood still for a long time holding an umbrella stepped forward to clean up the mess.

As the goose feathers and heavy snow fell, he was cooking tea under the plum blossom tree. The fragrance of the tea was overflowing, and he smiled like a spring breeze. "Teacher, Huai Jin is seriously injured. I will pay a heavy gift to visit him. By the way, let's take a look." That girl. After all, I was the one who asked Huai Jin to wait for her at Peach Blossom Mountain."

Dean Sikong closed his eyes, "Mrs. Zhao started to make arrangements, which means that the princes in the court are ready to move. Runmo, this world will not be peaceful for a long time."

"Yes."

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cliff.

A beautiful woman with an exquisite figure stands quietly in the snow.

The halo of the lantern cannot penetrate the darkness in the distance.

She stretched out her hand, trying to catch the falling snowflakes.

The romantic and charming phoenix eyes contain unreadable emotions, like ridicule, helplessness, and nostalgia.

Shishi said softly, "Ma'am, there is too much snow on the top of the mountain, why don't we go down the mountain and go back home?"

"Yeah, the snowstorm on the top of the mountain is too big..."

The woman murmured, and soon she was smiling again.

As the phoenix eyes flowed, it was a rare kind of tenderness.

She thought that for the rest of her life, there would be no man who would quietly send her tens of millions of taels of gold every New Year's Eve.

There is no longer a man who plunders beauties from all directions just to find a girl who looks like her.

There is no longer a man who has stood by the Qinhuai River for 30 years for her.

The woman stepped on the snow-covered bluestone steps, under the umbrella, with firm eyes.

The wind and snow were very heavy, but she was not afraid.

She will not let Xiao Tingchen go.

She also has someone to protect.

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ps: Mrs. Zhao is not Xiaojiu's mother.

(End of this chapter)