"Brother Six Kings and the Prime Minister came just in time," Qing Leng looked at the two people standing in front of him, "This king is worried that there is no one to play chess with this king." The slender finger pointed to the chess game on the board.

As soon as the words fell, Feng Yichen and Yan Feiting glanced at each other, only to see Feng Yichen take a step forward and arch his hand, "Let the ministers accompany the king." Junyi had a faint smile on his face.

"It's been a long time since I've played chess with Brother Wang. Today, you and I are brothers, there is no relationship between monarchs and ministers, just brotherly love, okay?" Feng Yi's cold face had a smile on his face, only in front of him, the sixth royal brother, his coldness would be slightly reduced, "Brother Wang, sit down." ”

Feng Yichen did as he said and sat down opposite him.

After the maid on one side made tea for the two of them, she quietly retreated.

Feng Yichen looked at the chess game that was already halfway played, and smiled indifferently, "Black and white are evenly matched, only Brother Wang can play such a good chess." ”

"Brother Wang, can you accompany Brother Wang to finish this endgame?" The corners of his mouth raised a good-looking arc, and his smile was a little elegant.

"Well, today is still the same as in the past, Brother Wang holds the white son, and I hold the black son, okay?" Feng Yichen still smiled lightly.

Feng Yihan holds the white son, Feng Yichen holds the black son, and the two come and go, and there is a tendency to win or lose.

In Jingyi Pavilion, the two sat opposite each other, and the fragrance was mixed with a faint fragrance of tea, entwined between them.

When he got down, Feng Yihan suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Wang's chess skills have retreated a little compared to the past, but today Brother Wang has the upper hand." ”

Yan Feiting looked at the black and white sons in the chess game, and saw that the black one was at a disadvantage, and the white one had already annexed most of the territory. I sighed in my heart that it was a pity for Kuroko.

"If this step is not wrong, then the winner is still unknown. Feng Yichen indifferently pointed to a place on the chessboard and said, there was no pity in his words.

"The so-called chess game, one wrong step, one wrong step, leads to the loss of the whole game. Feng Yihan looked at the chess game in front of him,

"Your Majesty, that's what you say. Feng Yichen got up and arched his hand.

"What is the matter with the prime minister and Brother Wang looking for this king?" Feng Yihan ordered someone to take the sunspot's chess box to his side, put down the white son in his hand, and used the sunspot to consider how to reject the white son's attack on top of this endgame.

"Is the king determined to deal with Dongyang?" Feng Yichen asked bluntly. Meimu had a trace of doubt, the Feng Yihan he understood should not be such a rash person to send troops, although the prime minister discussed this matter with him last night, but today he immediately sent troops, the matter was decided too hastily, and when Murong He sent someone to his mansion to tell him about this matter today, he really couldn't believe that this was his decision.

"Hmm. With a light response, his eyes were still focused on the chessboard, but he was a little confused.

"Is the king for the world, or for the woman?" the voice was raised, and his mood was slightly unstable. In the past few days, Xiling has been discussing the mysterious woman who appeared in the palace, and he took great pains to find out that the woman was the third princess of the country--- Nangong Luojing, he knew the saying that there were many disasters since ancient times, so he must stop it!

Feng Yihan was shocked, the sunspot in his hand fell on the chessboard, a crisp voice sounded, raised his eyes to look at Feng Yichen in front of him, who did not match the gentle and elegant image of the past, only to see a little anger between his eyebrows, he had never seen him like this, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

"Brother Wang today is different from the past······ Slowly got up, and turned his hands to Yan Feiting and Feng Yichen.

"Han, answer me!" Feng Yichen looked at him and smiled so naturally, a little annoyed, when he heard that he sent troops to defend the country, he was already annoyed, but he just broke out at this moment.

"Beauty, the ······ in the world" Feng Yihan muttered to himself, and a trace of grace could not help but appear in his mind. Is it really for her? What about her, this beauty and the world, this king wants!

"Cold, collect the troops, while it's still too late to collect the troops. Feng Yichen frowned slightly and persuaded hard.

"This king will not withdraw his troops. There was a bit of coldness in his deep voice, "Brother Wang didn't care about the affairs of the court, why ······ now?" Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his cold eyes looked at Yan Feiting, "Yan Xiang is really a good prime minister of this king." There was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

Yan Feiting still stood aside calmly, not making any excuses for himself.

"Han, in today's game, you told me that the chess player made a wrong move, a wrong step, and the king is also like this chess player, one wrong move ends in a full game, this truth Han can't understand anymore, isn't it?" Feng Yichen looked into the distance, and his words were a little elegant, which made people a little at a loss.

"Brother Wang, can't you believe it?"

The indifferent words hit Feng Yichen's heart deeply, he retracted his eyes from afar, his eyes fell on the handsome and elegant man in front of him, and the same sentence flashed in his mind, but the situation at that time was different from this moment.

Words so familiar······ Three years ago, he said to himself, at that time his answer was "faith", because of faith, so he helped him to ascend to the throne of this high king, because of faith, so he tried his best to assist him all these years, power and benefit to him is just a floating cloud, what he values is the friendship with him.

A smile appeared on Feng Yichen's face, just like he smiled at him three years ago.

Feng Yihan saw the smile on Feng Yichen's face, a smile like a spring breeze, and a warm feeling arose in his heart.

"Brother Wang, would you be willing to help Han this time?" the soft voice dissipated with the wind.

It's windy.

Blowing the boy's hair, his sleeves swinging, he smiled at him.