Mei Niang suffered, and the young slave rescued seven

At the same time.

In the Temple of Manna.

The young slave heard Ryan's return, and let out a long sigh:

The stars of this game of chess have been decided, and Zhongyuan has also moved. It depends on how to compact next.

After thinking about it for a while, the young slave drew a picture of a beautiful woman, and asked the flower on the side of the waiter:

"Aunt Hua, in your opinion, how long is this Yu clan still having?"

Hua Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "The prince is really smart...... "After a little thought, he said:

Although His Majesty intends to be cold to her at the moment, he is afraid that he also has the intention of leaving the rats and causing the snakes to escape out of the hole. I just don't know how patient the snake is. ”

The young slave smiled indifferently, took the cinnabar, prepared it himself, and said slowly:

"If the snake is himself, I am afraid that at this moment I will long to grow wings, fly into the prison, and swallow the rat without leaving any trouble. But if the lord of the serpent does not want to do it...... No matter how unwilling they are, they have to wait.

I'm afraid that the life of this rat will have to be taken by herself after all, and it will be given to the snake and the master of the snake. ”

Hua Yan was even more stunned: "What does the prince mean by this?" ”

The young slave put down the cinnabar, took the pen to dip it to his fill, and then said indifferently:

"Aunt Hua, don't you think that Webster's recent actions are too neat? You know her longer than a child. Is there not a trace of doubt that this ignorant woman, who is so frivolous and stupid, could have such thoughts? ”

Hua Yan was even more stunned: "You mean...... Who does the prince think it is? ”

The young slave shook his head, and only carefully described the lips of the beauty in the painting, and then said: "This person, even me, can't see the doorway, I only know that he must be powerful." Otherwise, Yu Shi was killed by Wei Xiao and the others, how could he be willing to swallow the crime like this? I'm afraid that there are people behind them, and they are instructed to use the things that Yu values the most as coercion, forcing Yu to abandon their lives and keep their hearts.

Therefore, if the childish slave is not bad, at most before three o'clock in the morning of tomorrow morning, this Yu family should cut his own life to protect his heart. ”

De'an was on the side, and suddenly said: "Lord Wang, De'an understands, do you think that if you can get this chess piece in Yu's heart from the hands of the Lord of the Snake, you can make Yu's family survive and use it for us?" ”

"No, Yu must die. I won't let her live in this world. And the Lord of the Serpent will not allow me to use it for a long time...... Therefore, all we want is her 'handwritten words' before she dies." The slave said lightly.

Hua Yan immediately understood the meaning of the childish slave, and admired and admired, and couldn't help but cross his hands and salute: "Does the prince want to use this kind words to enter the lord for future use?" ”

The young slave nodded with a smile, and said: "Moreover, she has lived in Anren Hall for a long time, and because of the Xiao family's affairs, she is more wary. I'm afraid that I will see the true face of the Lord of the Serpent, not necessarily. The law of the soldier is the most invincible. If we can know who the opponent is, this game will be easier for us to win. ”

With a smile on his head, he said: "In this way, my aunt has heard that the Yu family has repeatedly mentioned that there is only one mother and one brother in her family, and her words are quite loving. I'm afraid that the most important thing in her heart is her mother and brother. ”

The young slave nodded and glanced at De'an, who immediately knew the opportunity, withdrew from the hall, and did his own thing.

It was night, just a moment after the hour, and a noble man came to the prison.

Lin Zhi waited for the news early, so he stood at the door of the cell, anxiously waiting.

After a while, the young slave who was still wrapped in the ink and blue was led by De'an in front of the palace lamp, followed by Liu'er Rui'an, and came slowly.

Lin Zhi gave a big salute before saying, "Lord Wang, the people are already preparing inside." How is it? ”

The young slave raised his hand slightly, lifted the brim of his hat, and thought for a while: "Don't worry, let's go see the martial artists first." ”

"Yes."

In the prison, Mei Niang is still in the single room, still holding a book, walking back and forth, watching.

Seeing the young slave coming, she was a little displeased, but also a little moved: "Your Majesty will release me tomorrow, what are you doing here so late?" ”

The young slave smiled, first with the help of De'an, he untied the big hat, revealing the pale azure robe embroidered with gold claw patterns inside, and then said: "In the past few days, the young slave can be suffocated in the palace, thinking that now my father knows that I will not say anything when I come to visit my sister, so I brought chess sets, and the two of us will play two games to relieve boredom." Luckily? ”

When Mei Niang heard this, she smiled: "You, you really don't grow up." ”

Between the words, De'an and Liu'er Ruian put the chess set up, and put two teas on the side, picked up the palace lamp, and the two sat opposite each other.

"You're like that every time...... Do you really think that Sister Wu can't win you, Zhongyuan? "Mei Niang is angry and funny.

"The young slave never thought that Sister Wu couldn't win the young slave. But for now...... I'm afraid that Sister Wu won't be able to win. Because Sister Wu's heart is not in this game of chess. He has never really shown all his strength, so the young slave will win. The slave smiled, meaning something.

Mei Niang was stunned for a moment, looked at him, thought about it, smiled, and fell.

In the crackling of the lights, there are occasionally one or two knocks, which are crisp and beautiful, and also make everyone peaceful.

"Anyway, what are you here for today? Don't come to see me, don't come to play chess with me. You miss Sister Wu, I believe it is true, and you miss Sister Wu's chess skills, I also believe it is true. But so...... How can you work so hard to make people so excited, even the people you lined up next to Suqin have been pulled out. ”

Mei Niang's long hair was scattered, and she said with a smile while playing chess. The black hair sets off the slightly healed snow skin and red lips, and the bright eyes and teeth are still like plum blossoms after the wind and snow, and they have a sense of beauty that is not afraid of bullying and laughs indifferently at the cold wind.

The young slave was stunned for a while, watched Mei Niang raise her head, and cast her eyes on herself, then she hurriedly lowered her head, cleared her throat and said: "Liu'er was ordered by Yuan Zhaoyuan to come to see you, so come with me." Ryan will follow you from now on. He looks at you, what's wrong.

The young slave would never lie to Sister Wu, not before, and not now. ”

"The young slave will never lie to Sister Wu, but she will always hide something, she used to be, and she will now." Mei Niang said lightly: "Look at me, I believe it, if you want my chess skills, I believe it too." But...... You didn't come here for me? ”

Seeing that the childish slave's face was indifferent, Mei Niang thought about it again, and said with a smile on her side: "Is that Yu Yingrong?" ”

Under the light, a delicate smile, and so relieved of his mind, how can the young slave not be moved? He laughed and said, "That's it, the young slave is also self-inflicted, it's good, I have to give you a warning." I'm afraid I won't be able to hide it from you anymore. ”

Mei Niang smiled, and another son broke the vitality of the left line of the childish slave, and then said: "Is it Yu's family, I can't see the sunrise tomorrow anymore." ”

"If Sister Wu wants her to take a look, it's okay." The young slave frowned, and was busy restraining him in the way of others, and broke the claws of the big dragon in the middle of the girl: "It's just that if the night is long, there will be many dreams." ”

When Mei Niang heard this, she paused for a long time before sighing: "Just now I read Xiang Yu in the seventh volume of Taishi Gongji (the seventh volume of historical records), and I saw that Xiang Yu, the overlord of that generation, was proud all his life and dared to do everything, but he committed suicide because he couldn't bear to return to Jiangdong as a defeated general...... I suddenly felt that the most terrible thing in this world may not be power, but family affection, and being able to get the approval of relatives is the most terrible power in this world...... Therefore, Xiang Yu's generation of heroes still can't avoid the burden of family affection, but they are afraid of ...... Then Yu's is also average, right? ”

The slave was silent.

Dean Ryan wanted to speak, but felt that it was inconvenient for him to speak out, so he had to be quiet in twos and twos.

Mei Niang sighed for a long time before she sighed: "Do what you want to do." You've never been a disgusting person, and you wouldn't have done it if you hadn't been forced to do so. It's just a childish slave, Sister Wu needs to remind you that since ancient times, there has been only a thin line between good and evil. Do you look at the Emperor Yang of the former dynasty, who was so eloquent and strategic, and used the benefits of the canal to be used by future generations for more than a hundred years? However, after all, because of his improper intentions and eagerness for quick success, he ended up in ruin, and his body also died, and he was scolded by the world. If you want to do it, Sister Wu won't stop you, and even hopes to be with you. But I just want you to never give up your kindness. Luckily? ”

When the young slave heard this, he let out a long breath and said, "Sister Wu, the young slave won this game of chess." Mei Niang nodded.

The young slave said again: "But the young slave is not considered to win, because Sister Wu did not lose either." ”

Mei Niang nodded again.

On the side, Dean Ryan looked at each other a few times, and each showed a happy smile.

…………

A moment later.

Also alone outside Yu's cell.

The young slave accompanied Mei Niang, and tied his big coat with her to prevent the night wind from being cold, and the two walked behind De'an and Lin Zhi, who were holding a palace lamp and leading the way, and crossed the road that was also not seen by any prisoner, and came to the outside of Yu's cell.

Mei Niang stopped and looked at the woman in prison. Dressed in an apricot color suit, with long black hair.

Suddenly, she seemed to see the gentle and beautiful Yu Yingrong who entered with her back then.

I sighed in my heart and didn't say anything. He shook his head at the childish slave who seemed to have an inquiring intention in his eyes, and turned away, unwilling to enter with him.

The young slave understood, so he instructed Ruian Liu'er and Lin Zhi to take good care of Mei Niang, and brought De'an into the house.

In prison, he smelled as if someone was coming, and Yu raised his head in horror, but saw a beautiful young man who was as warm as jade and stood tall.

King of Jin.

She knew him. But for some reason, looking at this young man who appeared here abruptly at this moment, she felt as if she had never really seen this person. It's like......

It seems that what I have seen before is just an illusion.

The young slave only looked at her and said lightly:

"Do you recognize this?"

While speaking, Ryan had already taken a tassel and showed it to Yu. Seeing this, Yu Shi wailed, rushed forward and grabbed it tightly, holding it in his palm and refusing to let go, tears raining down.

The young slave also let her cry, until she cried happily, then raised her hand, De'an hurriedly moved a circle chair into Lin Zhi, and served the young slave to sit down.

Yu Shi had gradually stopped crying, looking at the childish slave, there was awe, fear, and a trace of longing in his eyes: "They ...... OK? ”