The White-Haired Imperial Concubine

Chapter 11: Who taught whom to play chess?

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Dozens of cups of scented tea and milk tea of different colors were placed on the table, Zongzheng Wuyou only tasted the dark ones, and put them down after taking a sip of each. Man Yao watched as his evil eyes dimmed little by little, and was quickly covered under thick black eyelashes like a fan. Finally, he waved his hand and said softly: "Let's all withdraw. "

The Ninth Prince hurriedly stopped him and said, "Seventh Brother, I haven't tasted it yet. It's colorful, it looks pretty... and it smells pretty good too." He said, picking up a glass of blue-colored tea that Zongzheng Wuyou had never tasted before. He took a sip of his fruit milk tea, the sweet and sour taste, he licked the corner of his lips, nodded and said: "Not bad, if Zhaoyun is here, I will definitely like it."

As soon as the words were finished, a delicate call came from the door: "Brother Wuyou, Brother Wuyou—" A sixteen or seventeen-year-old very delicate girl with bright eyes ran over quickly with her skirt slightly lifted.

The Ninth Prince laughed and said, "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here. Seventh Brother, do you want to hide?"

Manyao couldn't help laughing: "There are still people in the world who can make His Royal Highness want to avoid?"

The corners of Zongzheng Wuyou's mouth twitched, unable to tell what expression it was, the Ninth Prince leaned slightly in front of her, pretending to be mysterious and said: "You will know in a while."

As soon as Zhaoyun arrived, she rushed towards Zongzheng Wuyou excitedly, but before she could get close, an arm stretched out in front of her, and when she looked up, she saw that it was a wooden figure again! He couldn't help being wronged and said: "Brother Wuyou—you came to such a beautiful place, why didn't you bring Yun'er with you?"

Zongzheng Wuyou didn't even look at her, and said indifferently, "Are you still a three-year-old child?"

Zhao Yun pouted and said, "Brother Wuyou, you weren't like this before... Huh? What's in these cups? I haven't seen it before."

The Ninth Prince smiled and said: "These are the teas ordered by Seventh Brother. They are delicious. Seventh Brother has tasted them all."

"Really, Brother Wuyou? I want to taste it too." Zhaoyun reached out and picked up a cup of purple milk tea, which happened to be Zongzheng Wuyou's tasted it before, but before the cup was brought to his lips, he felt a little A strong force struck, and with a bang, the cup in her hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Man Yao was startled, the Ninth Prince was really afraid that the world would not be chaotic! How could a person like Zongzheng Wuyou let a woman touch what he had drunk, let alone someone who could tell what this woman thought about him. She quickly winked at the waiter behind her, and that person immediately stepped forward to clear away the cups on the table, and then cleaned up the debris on the ground.

Zhao Yun clenched the corners of his clothes tightly with both hands, with tears in his eyes, staring blankly at the expressionless Zongzheng Wuyou, unable to say a word.

Zongzheng Wuyou said coldly: "Do you want to return to the Duke's residence now?"

When Zhaoyun heard this, the tears in his eyes were so frightened that he took back the tears, and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Don't want to... Brother Wuyou, I just came out, I just don't bother you, I'll just stay here for a while, this place is so beautiful ..." She raised her head and looked around, and saw Man Yao standing not far from her, suddenly felt her eyes light up, and exclaimed: "Ah! Who are you? How come you look so good-looking like Brother Wuyou? "

The Ninth Prince smiled and said: "He is Liyue, the owner of this tea garden, and he designed this garden himself!"

Zhaoyun's eyes lit up, he looked straight at her, and said crisply: "Really? Mr. Liyue, you are amazing! By the way, what kind of tea did brother Wuyou drink just now? I want to drink too .”

This girl is very smart. In order to stay in Zongzheng Wuyou's sight, she knew how to shift her target. It's a pity that Zongzheng Wuyou didn't even look at her from the beginning to the end. Man Yao asked someone to prepare several kinds of fruit milk tea. After Zhao Yun tasted it, she repeatedly shouted: "It's delicious. You can ask someone to prepare more. I want to take it home for others to taste."

In this way, because of the princess's love for Zongzheng Wuyou, the fruit milk tea, which was not easy to implement, started to rise among the nobles in this strange age, and it became all the rage for a while. And the name "Prince Liyue" also spread throughout the capital on the 2nd, from the royal family and nobles, down to the officials and rich people, all the rich, powerful and status people, when they built their homes, they all sought "Liyue Gongzi" is proud of a paper design.

Zongzheng Wuyou became a frequent visitor to Longyue Tea Garden, and in the next half a month, he would come by himself most of the time, asking for a pot of top-quality West Lake Longjing, and sitting quietly until late.

Man Yao was sitting at the glazed table not far from him, seeing that he was dressed in white and covered with cold moonlight, and he looked so lonely. Without knowing it, she got up and walked towards him, Zongzheng Wuyou raised his eyes to look at her, she was so shocked that she just sat down opposite him, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, don't you mind? "

Zongzheng Wuyou glanced at the vacant seats around him, and said with a lazy smile: "Do you mind... haven't you already sat down? The king is a little curious, you are a woman, and you are not at home waiting to get married and have children, but why do you want to sit down?" Run out to make such a tea garden by yourself?"

Manyao was slightly taken aback, he really knew her woman's identity! Frowning, he said, "Who said that women can only support their husbands and children at home? Women can also have their own careers, and they can also be independent. They don't have to depend on men to survive."

She said: Women don't necessarily have to depend on men to survive? Zongzheng Wuyou was in a trance for a moment, and stared at her blankly. In the past ten days, he often saw her sitting there quietly with a cup of tea, as if her soul had left her body and drifted away where. She always seems to be calm and indifferent, even if the sky falls, she can't move her in the slightest. He suddenly wondered, would there be such an event or such a person in this world that could make these eyes full of wisdom show a panicked expression

He leaned back and suddenly asked, "Can you play chess?"

She froze for a moment, her thinking couldn't keep up with the speed of his transformation. She doesn't know how to go, she is a master of chess, but it's a pity that people in this world don't seem to know that there is such a thing as chess. She shook her head, thinking that Zongzheng Wuyou would be disappointed, but he actually said: "This king will teach you. Leng Yan, go get the chess."

Man Yao was stunned for a moment, this man's behavior is really confusing, could it be that he has been lonely for too long

A quarter of an hour later, Leng Yan appeared very quickly, and placed the chessboard in front of the two of them. She lowered her eyes and was stunned. This chess turned out to be—chess! ! !

Zongzheng Wuyou told her how to move the chess while setting the chess. This scene was very similar to the feeling when she made a chess set to teach Linger when she was lonely and bored in Qiyun Kingdom...