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"Yueqing, where are we staying today?"

Belch... This painting style is too happy to clear that some can not receive...

The Qingyi guards who were taken by Ming Yujin to visit most of the city were also a little unacceptable...

However, Ming Yujin had already stretched his waist and turned around and left.

Is this really gone? Don't watch it?

Everyone wondered, but they still suppressed their doubts and followed.

Because Long Qianhao has always been quiet.

Ming Yujin and others followed.

After communicating with Yitian.

Zhang Yi asked people to arrange the residence of Long Qianhao and others in a secluded pavilion not far from the barracks.

This pavilion was originally set up by Nanyan, specially used for officials to come and go to rest, and the repair is quite beautiful and elegant.

It's just that Fufeng City later entered the hands of Daxing.

The effectiveness of this pavilion is not obvious.

After all, this Fufeng City is already on the border of Daxing, and not many officials will pass through here.

But this pavilion is still preserved, after all, such an elegant pavilion is really a pity to be demolished.

It's just that it's very little inhabited.

It's just right now.

And Zhang Yi looked sloppy, but he was careful and careful.

As soon as things are taken care of properly, there is nothing to do with Yueqing and others, but it is really worry-free.

And Ming Yujin liked it at the first glance when he entered the door.

Then, I washed and slept...

~.~

It's night and night.

A faint mist smudged the sky like light ink, shimmering stars shrouded in mist, and only half a moon hung faintly in the air.

The moonlight is like water, the lights and shadows are dappled, and the streets of Fufeng City are deserted.

At this time, there were voices on the cold long street.

"Who did you say was the woman who came with His Royal Highness the King of Chu today? Why do you want to take people to the wells and waterholes in the city? ”

"Inquire less about the affairs of the nobles, and stand at your post well."

"Yes, yes, stand guard."

Someone suddenly stopped in the night.

Seeing that it was two black-armored sergeants who spoke, he swept away quickly.

Soon after the man left.

But another figure flashed, as fast as light smoke, and erratic.

But...

The two sergeants wiped their eyes.

Half a ring, one of the sergeants said.

"It seems that the wind lantern is dazzling, go, move the wind lantern a little farther away."

Listen to the voice of the sergeant who spoke out of the rebuke.

The sergeant who was immediately questioned answered.

"Yes, yes, I'll move it."

The sergeant who answered the question to move the lamp, after moving the lamp, glanced suspiciously at the dark place...

It wasn't until the urging of another sergeant came that he scratched his head and trotted back.

Half a stick of incense left and right.

Beside a deep and silent ancient well, an inky figure was leaning on the edge of the well and pouring something into it.

Correct...

Halfway through, he suddenly stopped.

Look around cautiously.

And then... Silently.

Turning his head and continuing.

He turned his head again!

No?

Turn again!

Or not?

......

Finally finished pouring the contents of the porcelain vase.

Looking around again.

Only then did he turn around and run to the next location.

After a dozen breaths.

A figure stepped out of the shadows.

After looking around left and right, and then looking in the direction where the inky figure had disappeared, Fang Ti walked towards the ancient well...

~.~

The next morning, the sky was clear and the birds were chirping.

Take a leisurely stroll through the garden at night.

When I passed through the three forks, I met Yueqing who walked through the corner gate with a basin of water.

Ah, it's here!

Hurriedly jumped over with a few steps.

"Eh, Miss Yueqing, wait a minute."

Yueqing paused, glanced at her coldly, turned around and left.

This character...

Iceberg tigress!

Ye Wuwu muttered in his heart, but he followed slowly.

Glancing at the basin in her hand.

"Your young lady is up?"

......

"Did your young lady go out last night?"

......

Don't open your mouth yet, keep up the good work!

"Does your young lady know some strange spells?"

......

And then.

"Night Child, if you want to know, why don't you come and ask this king?"

No worries about the night: ...... But I don't want to look for you today, His Royal Highness the King of Chu!

It was Long Qianhao.

Now he sat in the shade of a tree in the middle of the garden.

The morning light of early summer, bright and bright, fell from the branches and sprinkled on the body.

Dressed in white, he is even more gentle and indifferent, like white clouds rolling in the sky, but a little leisurely and mysterious...

But.

Night Worry-Free twitched his forehead, playing chess...

When Yueqing saw Long Qianhao, his face did not move, but he bowed slightly and saluted, and after receiving Long Qianhao's signal, he got up, and then turned around and left.

Sweeping did not sweep the night without worrying about it.

What a cold-blooded and ruthless tigress!

Night touched his nose without worry.

Then he propped up the Spring Palace folding fan and fanned it.

Then I received a look from someone.

The eyes were very light, but they were so light that they couldn't hold the folding fan in their hands at night.

With a sneer, he hurriedly put the folding fan away and inserted it back into his waist.

Long Qianhao seemed to be quite satisfied with his performance, pointed to the stone bench opposite, and said, "If the night boy is free, he can talk to this king's hand for a game, and talk about it by the way." ”

As he spoke, his slender fingers began to fold the chessboard.

There's no room for refusal.

It's so strong!

But he sat down with a smile, picked up a black piece in his chess basket and landed on the chessboard.

That location...

Long Qianhao's hand holding Baizi paused slightly, and after glancing at Ye Wuwu, he stretched out his hand and dropped his hand.

After going back and forth, after a few hands, Long Qianhao said unhurriedly.

"This king heard that you have protected those surviving pirates on the secret island."

Ye Wuwu held the sunspot between his fingertips, and his usually lazy eyes were staring seriously at the chessboard at this time.

Subconsciously replied, "Yes, they are not traitors and evildoers, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." ”

And then another son fell.

Long Qianhao's hand that poked into the chess basket was slightly sluggish, and he raised his hand and landed after a moment.

"The Night Boy is kind-hearted, but I don't know when the Night Boy worshipped the Night Clan patriarch as a teacher?"

"Four years ago or five years ago, I can't remember the exact date."

I don't know if it's a night of worry-free racking my brains for the chess game or how.

Anyway, the look and tone seemed unguarded, a blank piece of paper.

It's just that the answer is...

Long Qianhao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh? It's funny, the day of apprenticeship should be important, and it's rare to have a boy like this... Casual. ”

Say forget and forget.

Hearing this, Ye Wuwu was about to drop his hand again, and his face showed some embarrassment.

Is this a suspicion that you are lying?

No, this pot can't be carried.

"His Royal Highness the King of Chu doesn't know, this matter originated from my master, a few years ago, my master asked me to try the medicine, and then the medicine is estimated not to be practiced well, I became seriously ill as soon as I took it, and then I lost a lot of memories."

"Oh," Long Qianhao looked at the bookish anger that was full of worry-free eyes, and nodded, "It seems that your chess skills were also lost at that time, and the Lingshi is really hurting you." ”

Belch... This His Royal Highness the King of Chu is really poisonous! Poisonous tongue!