Chapter 387

He sat like that, for more than an hour, and no one spoke.

The whole room could only hear the sound of falling children.

I watched Mo Chenyi's chess pieces fill the blood jade chessboard, then retracted them, and reverted to the appearance of that treasure cage chess game, repeating the same thing over and over again.

I finally couldn't help but say, "Wrong. ”

Mo Chenyi stopped the movement in his hand, looked up at me, and pushed the sunspot in front of me, "Please advise." ”

I took the chess box containing the sunspot, frowned and tried my best to die, but I still couldn't fully recall the way to crack it, so I reluctantly put down the chess pieces in my hand, patted my head, and said with a light sigh, "I don't remember either, listen to the moon...... The magic of this game is that you can put yourself in the afterlife, injure the enemy a hundred, and self-harm a thousand, and then you can die in a desperate place. ”

After listening to my words, Mo Chenyi's expression obviously changed......

Staring at the chess game, after a long time, Xing's eyes suddenly lit up, took back the black chess piece from my hand, and took dozens of steps with a snap.

When I saw it, I almost jumped up with excitement, "That's right, that's it, I remember the look of my eyes very clearly." ”

Mo Chenyi's hand was suddenly held by Li Jue.

He glanced up at Lijue leisurely, his eyes full of incomprehension.

Li Jue snatched the chess pieces in Childe's hand, "You made a mistake in this step, when you got here...... Should go this. ”

Li Jue pointed to the grid on the chessboard, he was so engrossed in his thoughts, obviously not noticing that he was holding Mo Chenyi's hand.

With a smug smile, he said, "This is called Qiu Baisuo, and it often seems that the most advantageous step is the trap that I have set for myself." ”

Withdrawing his hand back, Mo Chenyi let his eyes pay attention to the chessboard again.

Time passed quietly on the chessboard, and after the treasure cage was broken, a shallow smile appeared on Mo Chenyi's face that could hardly smile, "What a game of trapped dragons, what a hundred locks of hatred, there are people in the world who can create such a chess game." ”

"What is this. "Retrieve the chess pieces from the chessboard for Mo Chenyi, "There are still many interesting treasure cages, I often studied them a month ago, think about it carefully, I can still code ten games for you." ”

From Mo Chenyi's pupils, I could see my own appearance......

"Don't you believe it?" stood up and stretched, "I'll show you!"

……

"Who is Yue?" In addition to the matter about the chess game, Mo Chenyi would actually say such a question, "If there is a chance, Mo really wants to compete with him." ”

As soon as these words were finished, Mo Chenyi saw that Li Jue's face suddenly turned white, as if he had fallen into some kind of terrible memory, and the whole person was suddenly surrounded by great sadness and sadness.

I don't know how long it took for Mo Chenyi to hear the man say, "Yue died, I saw him die in front of me, blood flowed all over the ground, you don't know, at that time, I even wanted the whole world to be buried for him." Li Jue's hands were clenched tightly and pressed heavily on the table, he kept his head calm, Mo Chenyi and Ben couldn't see the expression on Li Jue's face, "I can't let this happen anymore...... This time, I must give the whole world to the moon...... On the day of the Lantern Festival, I saw Yue, he was wearing a silver robe, even if I didn't see his face, but I knew ...... He must be the month. ”

Mo Chenyi listened quietly, full of doubts about the moon that died and saw it again, but he didn't ask any more.

...... "I don't know what's wrong with me, I will tell Mo Chenyi about this, and when I am relieved from my sadness, I will tell him, "These chess games are not made by the moon. ”

If he could stand up......

Looking at his legs, I only felt ...... The Shen Ziye was hot in his arms, "Chen Yi." ”

The first time I called his name, I felt too awkward, coughed a few times, and to hide the embarrassment, I walked to the desk and grabbed a large handful of paper, "I'll show you those treasure cage chess games that I can memorize." ”

If you're interested in chess, that's the only thing I can do to compensate for your feet......

With a pile of blank paper in my hand, I looked around.

I don't see anything other than a brush.

Mo Chenyi's apricot eyes were half-narrowed, and his voice was full of doubts like a hollow valley orchid mixed with a little ice and snow, "What are you looking for?

"Brush, that kind of thing was used by the ancients, and I can't use it. I lifted the table and went into the corner to look for it, "Are there any charcoal pens?"

Before Mo Chenyi could speak, the door was pushed open, and Lan Yi was holding a half-cut charcoal pen in his hand, "Childe." ”

After Mo Chenyi took the carbon pen, Lan Yi withdrew, and it turned out to be ...... He has always watched his son carefully, day and night!

"Don't look at me drawing. I looked at the sky and urged, "It will be dawn in a short time, and you will draw a few chessboards for me with a brush, and I will fill them in later." ”

Cinnabar is a white chess, ink is a black piece, and one after another treasure cage is hard to dig out the depths of my mind.

Holding these papers, Mo Chenyi's eyes were full of amazement, and he carefully pressed these papers to the bottom of the desk as if he had found a treasure.

Looking at the mess on the table, Mo Chenyi drew a painting of ink bamboo with the brush in his hand, which was lifelike and stood against the wind......

I held the charcoal pen and couldn't help but think of a poem.

In the margins of the paper, he wrote:

The world loves to plant flowers, and the son is green and cold,

The frost and snow are all over the court, and the sprinkled light is green.

A night of snow in the secluded sky, sparse shadows and green green,

Don't be blown away by the wind, exquisitely broken empty jade.

Mo Chenyi's expressionless face suddenly changed after seeing the poem, "Mo was blown away by the wind, and the exquisite jade was shattered." Good sentences! The poem is like this, the new law is like this, Mo thought that those new laws were thought up by others, and Emperor Jue implemented them, but at this time, it seems that Mo Mou underestimated Emperor Jue, and it is hard to imagine that Emperor Jue has such talent. ”

Mo Chenyi made a few strokes and drew a bamboo, I mentioned it casually:

Deep in the bamboo dock, Tan Luan surrounds the green.

The summer wind becomes bleak, and the cold moon helps to cool down.

The chess is empty and dusty, and the poems come to expand the mullion.

This gentleman smiled together, and he could wake up from his afternoon dream.

After Mo Chenyi took the painting, he looked at it for a while, then suddenly sneered, and slid his wheelchair back a few steps, "Lan Yi, send off guests!"

Until Lan Yi 'invited' me out, I didn't realize where I had offended Mo Chenyi.

Standing in front of Mo Chenyi's door, just as he wanted to say something, Lan Yi threw an umbrella out of the room, and then threw out the painting he had just inscribed.

I picked up the painting inexplicably and read the poem again.

……

People can't help but freeze in place!

- This gentleman smiles together, and he can wake up from his noon dream!

Everyone knows that Emperor Qingyu Lijue likes men, establishes male concubines, takes concubines as emperors, and shares the world with Shuanglong!

Mo Chenyi even saw everything with my own eyes between me and Yeqin, and he was even more convinced of the male sex!

Menghua regards male love as a taboo, and such a verse is placed there, so that people will think that I have a strange affection for the son of Lu Han, and I have a plan.

No wonder he was angry!

smiled bitterly, I am really the first injustice in the world, I would make such an oolong incident.

I was about to knock on the door to explain, but the light in the room was already dimmed, and my hand slowly lowered it from the deadbolt, folded the painting, and tucked it into the cuff.

Let's talk about it tomorrow, otherwise it will only get darker and darker.

When I got back to the house, Nightlyr was still asleep, and he held the pillow tightly in his arms, wondering if he had mistaken it for me......

I sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at him, holding his eyebrows and eyes and the cold mask on the side, and unconsciously felt a heartache.

Maybe it was the reason for the rain, I looked out the window, even though it was early in the morning, but the sky was still very dark, people were a little sleepy in this environment, if it was a weekday, Yeqin woke up early.

I used to be a prince, and when I first got up to go to the morning court, my side was already empty, and when I finished dressing and was about to leave, Yeqin had already come early with a hot one.

Now that I have become an emperor, I am busy with a lot of things, and I can't even leave behind in training, and I get up earlier than before, but Yeqin always gets up before me, and I never forget a day earlier, and even he gets up early and criticizes.

No matter how tiring the day is, when you come home, you always have a cup of hot tea, a smile, and the finger power from your shoulder, which is always so comfortable......

In Liang Mo betrayed me, Liren suppressed me, and Lihao persecuted me, in those most difficult days, I was not tired, but it was Yeqin who made me survive.

And there are many, many more......

Rainy days always make people feel a little more sad, thinking about those little by little, every wisp, I only feel hot and sour in my heart.

I kissed Yeqin on the forehead, and it was rare that I got up earlier than him...... Before he left last night, he was afraid that he didn't get a drop of water!

Shaking his head slightly, he remembered that I had done too little for him.

It's a rare opportunity, there is also a kitchen in the inn, stand up, stretch your waist, never know that cooking for a person will be so happy and happy.

Looking at the kitchen, it suddenly felt far away......

I remember a long time ago, I was at my most productive, and after completing tasks every day, I would always cook a table full of meals before there was anyone at home.

No matter how late it is, when the moon and the old man come back, looking at those meals, there will always be a little happiness in their eyes. There is also He, although she always gives a roll of the eyes first, saying that I use this murderous hand to get a spatula, it is too much, but even if the food is cold, she still eats all the dishes at all.

……

These memories that I have hidden deeply, always when I am most sad to open the picture scroll to watch, after seeing the figure of the moon, always in the recent uncontrolled frequent appearance, so that I can hardly tell what is a memory, what is reality.

Many times when I was talking to someone, I always heard a gentle voice behind me.

He called me - "Shadow!"

Every time I have this hallucination, my heart twitches, and at first I always look back to find the source of the sound, and gradually ...... But I'm used to it, but the twitching in my heart can't be used to no matter how many times. R1152