Manyao didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, just played chess with him like this. Her face was calm and calm, but her heart was full of twists and turns. What she occupied was the body of a princess, and she came to this strange world where human life was considered trivial for three years, and she was careful everywhere and acted cautiously. Although there is prosperity and wealth in hand, life is very exhausting and lonely.
Zongzheng Wuyou looked at the white jade chessboard, and his thoughts wandered. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't played chess with others. His hand caressed the chess piece unconsciously, and dropped it carelessly, his movements were very light, as if he was worried that if it was heavier, it would damage the white jade chessboard. Man Yao looked up at him, and with her slender and white fingers, picked up a chess piece that seemed to be checked and balanced, put it in the center, and left her hand.
Zongzheng Wuyou, who was drinking tea, glanced at the chess board indifferently, and was startled suddenly, his eyes changed slightly. Every step she made before seemed to be disorderly and chaotic. However, this step made all her thoughts The chess pieces form a game, so that his rook can't move, his horse can't jump, and his elephant can't move anywhere. He squinted his eyes, fixedly staring at her beautiful face, the light in his eyes changed a few times, and he said in an affirmative tone: "You know how to play this kind of chess! Where did you learn it from?"
She looked back into his eyes, trying to see something from those evil eyes, but those eyes were unpredictable and could not see anything. She smiled lightly, and asked without answering: "How did Your Highness learn it?" She couldn't be sure whether he came here through time travel like her, so what if he was a person like him, whether he was or not? The matter of soul possession is too weird. If it is spread, it will definitely not be a good thing with their sensitive identities.
The moonlight was like water, pouring on the two of them, and they just looked at each other quietly, speculating and wondering about each other, with different thoughts, as if a century had passed. The newly added hot tea on the table was steaming, rising and entwining in the eyes of the two, like smoke and mist.
Zongzheng Wuyou suddenly laughed, and said: "Okay! I have finally met my opponent, let's play again. This time... I will not let you."
Manyao smiled and said nothing, the chess pieces returned to their positions, and it was still her red piece and his black piece, she smiled lightly and said, "Your Highness please first."
Zongzheng Wuyou didn't back down, the screwdriver went first, no longer the carelessness at the beginning, every step was considered carefully, the more steps Man Yao took, the more frightened he became. Chess is like life, through a person's chess skills, it can be seen that the person's mind is so deep that it cannot be detected. Even though she tried her best, she still felt a bit strenuous.
Time passed unknowingly. There were no other guests in the garden. A maid came up to ask whether the door was closed. , usually do not like to be disturbed. She nodded and told everyone to go back to rest, Chen Yu was the last to leave, took a peek at Zongzheng Wuyou, still worried about what happened that day, and saluted him from a distance. Walking to Man Yao's side, he raised his hand to wipe off a petal of fallen flowers on her clothes, and then took a cloak for her and put it on her shoulders, and said in an infinitely gentle voice: "My lord, it's cold at night, you should also rest early .”
Manyao sincerely thanked her and watched her Tingting leave with a smile. In the past half month, they got along very well with each other, and Chen Yu's new identity had already been arranged properly.
The night was silent, and there were only the two of them left in the garden.
The lotus lantern on the water surface drifts, reflecting in the water a little bit of light, and the red candlelight exudes a warm yellow halo to cover up the coldness of the water. Under the cherry blossom trees surrounded by willows, their game of chess lasted for an hour and a half, and neither of them would urge them to give the other party enough time to think.
There is a faint fragrance in the air, which seems to linger around the tip of the nose, making people unconsciously in a trance. Zongzheng Wuyou looked at the meditative face of the woman who was sitting in meditation opposite, her quiet beauty was unbelievable, her beautiful eyes full of wisdom, like a green spring under the moonlight, quiet and clear, it seemed that one could see into the bottom of a person's heart at a glance. This was the first time in many years that he looked at a woman with his heart, as if he wanted to find something from this woman.
"Your Highness, Your Highness Li Wang?" After Man Yao fell down, seeing that he had no reaction, when he raised his head, he was staring at her in a daze. She had never seen that kind of gaze before... with the emptiness of reminiscence, She frowned softly.
Zongzheng Wuyou woke up suddenly, his expression changed slightly, a trace of coldness and sternness flashed across his eyes, which disappeared in an instant, and he returned to his usual deep evil charm. He picked up a chess piece and asked casually, "What's your name?" Knowing her It's been more than half a month, and he still doesn't know her name except Liyue, which Lao Jiu named for her.
She was slightly stunned, thought for a while, and then replied, "Manyao."
Zongzheng Wuyou dropped his son, and said: "The peach is so young, is its flower burning?"
Her eyes drooped slightly, and she said lightly, "No, it was Yao who died young." Her father gave her a name, but she didn't know why it was this word. Later, she understood that she was destined not to live long.
Maybe it's because the candlelight is too soft and the moonlight is too beautiful, or maybe it's because years of searching for a rare match makes it easy for people to let their guard down.
She held her son to look at him, and asked softly: "What about you? Zongzheng Wuyou... Your parents must hope that you will have no worries in your life."
He picked up the cold tea, his slender fingers were well-knitted and translucent white, and took a sip. The cold tea had a bitter taste, and there was an emotionless smile on the corner of his mouth. Casually said: "It is nothing, that is, there is nothing." Life is empty, nothing can be obtained, and nothing will be left behind.
She was stunned, his voice was low and deep, without any emotional ups and downs, she couldn't see his expression hidden under the thick black eyelashes, she just felt that in such a quiet night, saying such words made people feel emotional for no reason He said with a light smile, "You understand it yourself, right? How could it be possible for parents to name their children in such a way?"
He raised his head slowly, his eyes were like deep pools, and asked, "Why don't you? Which parent would want their child to die early?"
She pursed her lips and stopped talking, and the garden fell silent again. He drank the herbal tea all the way, the bitter taste spread from his lips to the bottom of his heart, and then radiated from him, entwining the air.
On the chessboard on the table, there are only a few pieces left, and in front of the two of them, the opponent's pieces are piled up. This game, a draw, lasted two hours.
Playing chess with him was extremely exhausting, but it was unprecedentedly fun, and she couldn't remember how many years she hadn't met an opponent. Her grandfather is a chess expert. She was influenced by her childhood and loved chess. Playing games with her grandfather was her greatest pleasure when she was a child. Later, her grandfather passed away. Under the strict control of her father, she could only play with herself when no one was around.
The same is true for Zongzheng Wuyou. It has been a long time since he played chess with others like this. He felt unfinished after a game of draw. But tonight is not a good time to play chess.
Suddenly there was a wind, and the willow branches were rolled up, with an icy cold breath, they beat a tree with red leaves, and the fallen flowers were like blood. A strong killing spirit instantly filled the entire garden. Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes turned cold, but his face was calm, he curled his lips and said with a sneer, "All show up, I don't have the patience to wait any longer."