Chapter 49: Raiders are sick and weak (3) [Monthly Pass Plus 1]

As Qing Huan's last white son fell, Nan Kang opened his eyes suddenly, he looked at the game that had not been solved for half a month, and he looked at Qing Huan with burning eyes.

Qing Huan saw Nankang's doubts, "In case of danger, you must give up, the Ten Decisions of Go mentioned in Chen Yuanliang's "Shilin Guangji" in the Southern Song Dynasty. After closing the words, he lifted the tea on the side and drank it slowly, as the so-called wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, Nankang drilled a bull's horn.

"I see." Nan Kang suddenly realized, his attitude towards Yan Qinghuan was also a little better, and when he was about to say something, Qing Huan had already gotten up, "Thank you Nan Gongzi for your hospitality, Qing Huan has been out for a long time." As he spoke, he blessed himself and slowly exited the chamber.

Nan Kang is just weak, but he is not a fool, Yan Qingyu and Yan Qinghuan's performance one after the other, he can also know the greasy, not to mention that Yan Qingyu is so impetuous, saying that Fang Cai's ethereal and gentle piano sound came from her hand, without Yan Qinghuan Zhuyu in front, he would probably believe it.

"Arwen, come here." Nan Kang called the little guy next to him, whispered a few words, and sent him out. Nan Kang sneered, there was nothing greasy in that mansion, if it weren't for that big ambition, his body wouldn't be like this.

Yan Qinghuan was sitting in the water pavilion, and in the distance Yan Qingyu was walking around the garden with the maid and the maid, and after a while, he lowered his eyelids and couldn't help but sneer a little. Yan Qingyu advertised herself as a new-style woman, and on the other hand, like ordinary ladies, she enjoyed the service of the maid and the mother-in-law, and now she is on the rise of visiting the garden.

In fact, the difference between the new-style woman and the old-style woman is so obvious, but the world calls it in order to satisfy their own ambitions. There was no shortage of bravery in those days, and whatever it was called, it was nothing more than a trick game for careerists.

The corners of Qing Huan's mouth hooked up a smile, and the wind and bones were self-contained in the flow of his eyes. Just now she saw that the little maid next to Nankang was hooking up with Yan Qingyu's little maid, and after a while, the little maid came back with a smile on her face, and the hair seemed to have an extra jade hairpin.

If this life is not a wrong encounter, will there be a good ending?

Nan Kang's hand gently tapped the bed strings, and the sound of ticking and ticking sounded rhythmically in the wing, just like the ding dong sound of Yan Qinghuan holding a chess piece in his hand. I can't tell what it feels like, Nan Kang has expectations and nervousness in his heart, hoping that Yan Qinghuan is the one who caress the qin, and he is faintly happy.

After a while, Ah Wen came back, he bowed, "Back to the young master, I just went to the courtyard, there was no maid by Miss Yan's side, so I asked the little maid next to Miss Yan to inquire." Mrs. Fang Caiyan instructed the eldest lady to play the qin in the Nuanxiang Pavilion, but they were all stopped outside by the eldest lady, and there were only the eldest lady and the second lady in the house, and they couldn't tell who it was. ”

Nan Kang slapped his hands, not knowing whether it was disappointment or something in his heart, he looked at the garden outside through the window, and it seemed that he could still hear the woman's loud laughter. Nan Kang couldn't help but shake his head, and a quiet appearance appeared in his mind, like a lady in ancient times, who would never be out of line like this.

"The powder and fragrance are clear from the family, and the peach and plum are not allowed to occupy the years." Ah Wen lowered his head and looked at Nan Kang, who was muttering without knowing it, and was surprised: The young master is in such a good mood, it is rare for Miss Yan to enter the eyes of the young master. Ah Wen thought back to today's situation and was more certain of his guesses.