Long Jiu stared at Feng Xi'er intently, A Xi needed someone to take care of her, and Xiaodou was the most loyal slave, and he couldn't leave A Xi. After thinking for a while, he was about to refuse.
Long Qi came over, "Ninth brother, what are Xi'er talking about?"
Long Qi admitted that he was afraid of seeing the two of them alone. The heart becomes humble unconsciously. Even if he knew that Xi'er didn't like this, he couldn't help but see her and Long Jiu alone together.
"We didn't talk about anything, we just asked some questions." Feng Xi'er glared at Long Qi resentfully and interrupted her conversation at the critical moment. It was rare that she went out of her way to ask Long Jiu this time, because Long Jiu was so cold and arrogant. How could a person like her have time to care about her plan to bring Ada and Xiaotuo together
Long Qi was born to be Feng Xi'er's nemesis. Always doing bad things to her.
Long Qi came out, Dragon Six, Dragon Eight and Dragon Ten also came out.
Long Liu suggested: "It's rare for my father to let me rest for a day, and we brothers gather here with my ninth brother. How about playing chess?"
Long Ba nodded: "Very good, Your Highness has not played chess for a long time."
After some words, Long Ba and Long Qi finally faced off, and Long Liu and Long Ba faced off.
Long Shi is going to play against Feng Xi'er, but Feng Xi'er knows nothing about it and has no interest at all. She is originally simple-minded. She just likes to write, draw, sing, sing and dance, and is not good at using her brain.
Long Shi had no choice but to accompany Feng Xi'er and sit and watch the chess formation.
The game is chess and the moves are contests. The strong and the strong, who is the winner? Let’s wait and see.
All the royal men are stunningly beautiful, and the Ghost King is no less stunning when competing with the four beauties. He also has a noble temperament that is indifferent and independent from the world.
In short, each has its own characteristics.
Long Qi's character is like that of an immortal, and he has a charming temperament when he lowers his head and holds his son. Dressed elegantly in white, her fingers have clear joints, and her holding movements are light and powerful. Her brows are all focused, and she occasionally raises her eyebrows in deep thought, and occasionally purses her lips to consider. As expected, he is the Seven Kings who are famous for their gentleness.
Long Ba was much more casual, his whole person was refreshed, his emotions, anger, sorrows, and joys were all on his face. He held the instrument in one hand and put the other hand on the edge of the table to tap rhythmically. As his mood changed, he tapped the edge of the table with one hand. He held his forehead, put it on the corner of his mouth, and touched his chin. He didn't look like a prince at all.
But here, Long Liu and Long Jiu had no mood swings. The two of them were very calm and had a tacit understanding. They took one step at a time, each step was peaceful, but they refused to give in to each other. They couldn't tell the difference between the winner and the loser, and it was a tie.
The eldest brother is indeed the eldest brother. Long Liu is calm and seasoned. He thinks twice before taking any action. He is very cautious in every step. If there is any danger, he will think calmly for a while before making a move. He will never make any sacrifice that he is not sure about.
Long Liu is powerful, but Long Jiu is even more calm and calm. He is not crushed by Long Liu's aura at all. He is still as indifferent as ice clouds and light wind, without a trace of fear or panic. Long Jiu has a valuable selfless temperament, as if He is arrogant and does not take anything seriously. It is as if he is the only one in the world and he is not afraid.
Long Jiu is the tallest among these people. Even when he is sitting down, he is half a head taller than the others. His body proportions are also better than those of others. He has perfect shoulder width, straight waist, slender neck, and long legs. , interlocking casually, with long slender fingers and clear fractures, quick to hold and quick to move, clean and neat.
Although Long Jiu's face cannot be seen, at a glance, Long Jiu is the most artistic and perceptive among them.
Temperament wins through uniqueness.
Feng Xi'er feels that Long Jiu's figure is definitely the most standard European and American male model figure in modern times. It has the long legs of a Korean male god, the proportions of a strong swimmer, and the standard height of European and American male models. Coupled with that indifferent and god-like noble temperament, he is definitely an all-around idol with 100% artistic sense.
Every move, the vague sneer on the corner of the mouth, and the arrogance in the eyes are all so outstanding and unique.
Feng Xi'er thought, if Long Jiu had not been disfigured, what kind of peerless monster would he be
Monster is a term given to the most handsome man.
At the entrance of the large ancestral hall, under the small flowers and trees, stunning men are competing in their peak showdown.
Feng Xi'er watched them play several games of chess and found it too boring, so she got up for a walk and went to the fish pond to feed the fish alone.
Long Jiu put a bamboo clamp on her injured arm. After all, it was easy to move, so it didn't matter if she carried something light. Feng Xi'er hummed in a low voice about the fish swimming all day long. She lowered her head and looked at the small fish gate in the fish pond. There was a container of fish food for the small fish in the fish pond. Feng Xi'er grabbed a small handful and threw it in quickly. There are a bunch of small fish in the fish pond.
The small fish immediately gathered together to compete for food. Feng Xi'er felt that it was very enjoyable, so she grabbed a handful of fish food and threw it in.
"Xiao Xi, how can you feed fish like this?" Long Shi walked to Feng Xi'er and chuckled.
"Are you feeding them one by one?" Feng Xi'er asked Long Shi with a sideways look.
Long Shi nodded: "Slowly lure the little fish to the bait one by one. If you sprinkle them in one by one, it won't be fun..."
Feng Xi'er disagreed and raised her eyebrows and said: "There are so many fish in this fish pond, and they are scattered one by one. If this little fish eats it, the other one won't be able to eat it. It's so unfair."
Long Shi grabbed a piece of fish food and threw it into the fish pond and said: "No, the weak will eat the strong. Whoever has the ability will fight for it. If you fight for it, you will starve to death. The strong will survive, just like in this world."
Feng Xi'er didn't agree very much and retorted: "In my opinion, these little fish are not like humans. They are very united and friendly. People don't necessarily have to fight to survive. We can join hands." Win-win, but one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, you can’t see me being good, I can’t see you being well, most people are just of the same sex.”
Long Shi felt that Feng Xi'er was right. This girl was full of original ideas.
"Xiao Xi doesn't like playing chess?" Long Shi casually stood side by side with Feng Xi'er, chatting naturally while feeding the little fish.
Feng Xi'er nodded: "It's too complicated, I can't understand it."
Long Shi grinned and said, "I thought Xiao Xi was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting."
Feng Xi'er pursed her lips arrogantly and said: "What the hell, you think I'm really a fairy girl? I'm just an ordinary little girl. I don't have any big ideas. I just want to eat and drink. I'm just a poor girl." They are just useless people who want to make progress but do nothing.”
"When did Xiao Xi learn to be humble?" Long Shi asked with a smile, imitating Long Qi's tone.
Feng Xi'er pursed her lips and made a face, and declared seriously: "I'm not being modest if I tell the truth. It is virtue for a woman to be talentless. I don't want to be a Feng Fairy at all. I was praised by the gossips. I'll go Jiuchonglou tells the story just to earn a little money, to support the refugee village, and to make Chanzhen live a better life... "
Every time she thought of Chanzhen's thin and dark face, Feng Xi'er felt distressed. She wanted to take Chanzhen by her side as a maid, but she was also afraid that the queen would find out and find fault with her and take the opportunity to retaliate against herself. She was most afraid that the queen's poisonous woman would do it. To kill Chanzhen, the queen killed a foreign refugee without any scruples.