After pouring tea for the prince, she retreated to a far corner. There was an oppressive atmosphere in the room.

At least for Mu Xiaoxiao, the seconds are like years, her hands and abdomen are constantly circling in the sweaty palms, and her big round eyes are looking at the ceiling and the floor, but she doesn't have the slightest contact with Bo Zeyu.

Her attitude of wanting to cover up made the thoughtful prince even more suspicious.

Pick up the warm tea on the table and drink it down, leaving the sweetness on the tip of your tongue.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise, it stands to reason that he should be particularly disgusted with the bland and indefinite tea, why the taste is not hateful, but very nostalgic.

Bo Zeyu picked up the teacup and checked it repeatedly, where did this familiarity come from.

And in the houses that are separated from here, Ruo Chisato is listening to the narration of the conversation between his men and Bo Zeyu and his conversation.

Hearing this, an invisible sense of oppression arose in her heart.

After all, Bo Zeyu, who has lost her memory, is still different from her.

How much effort did she put into entering the Prince's Mansion at the beginning, and how many transactions she made with An Zhenghao and Lin Yunyao.

How difficult it was for her to climb to where she is today.

Why did Mu Xiaoxiao come back!

His hands couldn't help but clench into fists, and his eyes were full of hatred.

Sorrow welled up in her heart, and she stood outside the door of happiness, and no one could stop her.

Not even her sister.

"Princess!"

One of the attendants stumbled into the house.

Ruo Qianli, who was angry, slapped his palm on the table, and his eyes widened angrily, "Do you still know how to write the word rules?" ”

The maid, who had served her for more than a year, saw at a glance what she wanted to do, and slapped the attendant in the face, "Bold, don't kneel yet!" ”

The beaten attendant knelt on the ground, trembling with fright.

"The princess spares her life! The villain didn't dare anymore. ”

"Keep calling me!"

If Qianli is still upset.

The maid who knew how to look at her eyes stretched out her arms and slapped them mercilessly.

Ruo Qianli leaned on the bench, without any expression on his face.

Mu Xiaoxiao, I deliberately let you go, but you will not repent.

Subtle.

The same tense place was Mu Xiaoxiao's room.

She saw that Bo Zeyu had no intention of leaving, but her uncompetitive eyelids kept falling.

The wind rustled outside.

Just before she was about to fall to the ground, Bo Zeyu's cold voice sounded in the room like a talisman, knocking away all her sleepiness, "The girl has Yaxing." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao, who woke up, widened his eyes suddenly, just in time to see the chessboard that had been placed at some point, and his eyebrows and eyes were harmonious.

It's really rare that he will take the initiative to play chess with himself.

Anyway, he didn't plan to leave, so he played a few games with him.

Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to nod her head, consciously sat opposite him, and was eager to try.

"Then I'll go first."

She unceremoniously hugged the white chess piece.

Bo Zeyu held his head with one hand and looked at her lightly, although it was already the third watch, there was no sleepiness in his eyes.

Mu Xiaoxiao's chess skills were originally learned from Bo Zeyu, and An Zhenghao has sometimes cut off and fought with her over the years, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is already one of the best masters in the capital.

Bo Zeyu is also a once-in-a-century Go master, and he is good at layout.

Every step leads to a change across the board.

It's just that it hasn't been down for many years, and it's inevitable that it's a little rusty.

They come and go, and it's wonderful.

Before you know it, the water in the pot has already seen the ground.

"Go pour some more."

Bo Zeyu pushed the teapot in front of her.

I don't know if it's because it's too late and she's really tired, or if she's too devoted, Mu Xiaoxiao actually rejected him, "Don't go!" ”

She thought about it for a long time and finally thought of a good move, her fingertips touched the cold chess surface, and she unconsciously smiled, but she didn't see Bo Zeyu play.

She looked up suspiciously, and saw that he was looking at herself with the same doubtful eyes.

"What's wrong?"

She instinctively touched her face, "Is there something on my face?" ”