Pang Yunting couldn't help but glance up at Qiao Siwan, after these days of competition, she knew that Qiao Siwan was the best at poetry, but she didn't expect Qiao Siwan to be good at chess.

She has borrowed poetry, chess and painting since she was a child, but Qiao Siwan is just a village girl who has been raised in appearance since she was a child, and she is also eye-catching with so many talents.

Qiao Siwan also glanced at Pang Yunting, Pang Yunting's posture is middle-upper, but because she has read poetry and books since she was a child, she has a poetry and book atmosphere, but Pang Yunting is knowledge-seeking and has a lot of insight, so she is not cold at all, and she has some insights and atmosphere that other women do not have.

It's just that at the same time, because of this, Pang Yunting's position is a little arrogant, as if no one in this universe can fight against her.

However, after all, it may not always be as expected.

When Pang Yunting first fought with Qiao Siwan, it was the most relaxed, but gradually, she faced up to Qiao Siwan, and in the end, it became even more important......

Qiao Siwan and Pang Yunting's chess game was compared from morning to afternoon.

The situation of this game of chess is extremely important at this time, and there have been night sweats on Pang Yunting's forehead, but Qiao Siwan is still so indifferent.

In fact, Qiao Siwan's heart is not as relaxed as on her face, such an important chessboard, if you take a wrong step, you will lose the whole game.

To tell the truth, Pang Yunting's chess skills are the best. It's just that she is easier to grasp her feelings than Pang Yunting, and she won't let her physiology be seen by others.

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, Qiao Siwan will be even better.

Many of the people who gambled on chess in Wenxuan Pavilion also bet their success on Qiao Siwan.

In the private room of the restaurant in front of Wenxuan Pavilion, Zhou Xiuye sat alone at a table, drinking tea with a faint expression, eating side dishes, snacks and fruits.

The three subordinates of Moshu, Changmu, and Lingqin sat at a table, and they also enjoyed the small dishes and tea.

Only Chengjiang was a little unlucky, sitting alone at a table, but he was peeling the shelled salt and fried pine nuts one by one.

In front of him lay three large bowls full of pine nuts, but in front of him there were seven large bowls with nothing, and a box of salt-fried pine nuts with shells that had only half been served.

Cheng Jiang's face was wrinkled into bitter melon, and his ten fingertips hurt hotly, but when he asked Moshu, Chang Mu, and Ling Qin for help, these three people ignored him completely as if they couldn't see his plea for help, and they didn't have any righteousness at all!

Thinking that there were so many pine nuts left, Cheng Jiang thought that he might have to peel them until the next day, and his body would be the day after tomorrow, and he couldn't help but pray in his heart that his concubine would definitely win this chess game, so that his grandfather's state of mind would be better, and he might be exempted from punishment.

In the end, Qiao Siwan succeeded in the chess game, only winning one chess piece than Pang Yunting, but in this way, she also won.

And in the eyes of others, Qiao Siwan won easily, as if she let Pang Yunting, but Pang Yunting was covered with important night sweats and sweat, and she understood that she had reached the limit.

"Miss Pang San, I agreed."

Qiao Siwan stood up indifferently, said a word to Pang Yunting with a light smile, and stood up.

"Qiao Siwan, you just beat me." Pang Yunting had a gloomy face, and wanted to stand up and look at Qiao Siwan in unison, but because she had been sitting for too long, she almost fell down because she had been sitting for too long, but fortunately, her girl stepped forward to help her in real time, so as to avoid making a fool of herself.

At this point, Pang Yunting's spirit sank even more.

Qiao Siwan chuckled and looked at Pang Yunting: "Miss Pang San, the first son also won, the chess game is over, please forgive me for not accompanying me anymore." ”

With that, Qiao Siwan turned around and wanted to leave, but the two girls Vanilla and Su Yue followed indifferently.

So he won, and he didn't have a look of pride.

By comparison, Pang Yunting looked at Qiao Siwan with a gloomy look, and she looked like she couldn't afford to lose.

Qiao Siwan once walked to the staircase, and Pang Yunting's cold voice came from behind: "Qiao Siwan, I lost to you today, I may not lose to you next time, you wait, next time I will definitely win back!" ”

Qiao Siwan stopped, turned around, and said in a faint voice: "Third Miss Pang, you have a lot of free time, but this county lord is the busiest, please forgive me for being difficult to accompany." However, if the third girl Pang had to be the county lord, she would not have lost so gloriously as she is today. ”

After speaking, Qiao Siwan didn't wait for Pang Yunting to understand, and walked down the stairs.

Behind her, Pang Yunting was snorting angrily, her chest was rugged and heaving, and she shouted at Qiao Siwan's back: "Qiao Siwan, you wait for me!" ”

This time, Qiao Siwan didn't turn around again.

When Qiao Siwan walked down from the top floor of Wenxuan Pavilion together, they were puzzled.

There are men and women in this vision, some admire and revere, and some admire and hate.

But no matter what these eyes were, Qiao Siwan had such an indifferent expression, just an action of going down the stairs, but let her make it, and there seemed to be a layer of nobility around her.

At that moment, it gave people the illusion that Qiao Siwan was not the righteous granddaughter recognized by the Queen Mother, but more or less a noble county lord and princess!

The natural and not arrogant nobility only makes people feel a sense of respect and respect from the bottom of their hearts.

When Qiao Siwan walked to the first floor of Wenxuan Pavilion, Zhou Xiuye was waiting for her on the outside.

Zhou Xiuye's eyes fell on her alone from beginning to end, with a faint evil smile on her face, but her eyes were full of warm affectionate smiles.

"County Lord Anzhou, this prince wants to invite you to dine together, I don't know if the county lord is willing to appreciate the light?"

Qiao Siwan looked at Zhou Xiuye, this man came to support her again.

Today I stayed on the top floor of Wenxuan Pavilion for a day, and the only food to satisfy her hunger was raw fruits and snacks, and at this time, her stomach was raised by Zhou Xiuye, and at this time, her stomach was against her.

The corners of Qiao Siwan's mouth raised a gentle smile: "Ye Shizi may be invited, how can this county lord be unreasonable." ”

It's all because of Zhou Xiuye, this Pang Yunting pestered her, so she stayed in Wenxuan Pavilion for a day today, she didn't do anything, she didn't say anything, it was exhausting and exhausting, and her body was also treated harshly.

Today, if she doesn't turn this resentment into food and eat back, she is sorry for all the suffering she has suffered.

Zhou Xiuye knew what Qiao Siwan was thinking, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually expanded, and he made a gesture of invitation towards her: "Lord Anzhou, please first." ”

Qiao Siwan clapped slightly, and took Vanilla and Su Yue to the carriage of the county lord's mansion first.

At this point, Zhou Xiuye got into his extremely luxurious carriage, and as for Chang Mu, Moshu, Ling Qin, and Chengjiang's four subordinates, they rode white horses and slowly left with the two carriages.

Such an army consisted of only two carriages and four horses, but whether they were carriages or horses on horseback, whether they were horsemen riding horses or people sitting in carriages, they were all men of outstanding temperament, and for a moment they doubted the eyes of the people, and provoked countless eyes to follow them.

Pang Yunting was still resting on the top floor of Wenxuan Pavilion, how much she stood on the top floor and looked at Qiao Siwan, but she didn't expect to see the scene of Zhou Xiuye coming to pick up Qiao Siwan in person.

One of Pang Yunting's girls exclaimed: "Girl, it's Ye Shizi, Ye Shizi actually wants to invite Qiao Siwan to dine together!" ”

Hearing this, Pang Yunting's expression was cold, and she slapped this girl's face and scolded: "After following me for so long, I still don't know how to speak!" ”

The girl covered her face, she saw that Ye Shizi was too generous, so she said something that shouldn't be said, but the girl didn't dare to say it, because if she was going to say it, she would definitely slap her again.

Looking at the two carriages driving side by side, Pang Yunting gritted her teeth in anger, how could Qiao Siwan get Ye Shizi's affection, Ye Shizi can only be her alone!

On the day of Qixi Festival, Qiao Siwan and Zhou Xiuye went to the Wancha Room to eat.

As a consequence in the next few days, the ten thousand tea rooms will be hot, the seats will be full every day, the demand for all kinds of dishes will be more than the supply, and the shopkeepers, small cooks, and vegetable workers will also be busy to the ground.

Therefore, Qiao Siwan, who thought that she had returned, immediately thought that she seemed to be losing money, but after Zhou Xiuye said that all the money earned by these "special" earnings was spent on her, she thought that her physiology was much more average.

Although, that's all for later.

On the day of the Qixi Festival, after Qiao Siwan and Zhou Xiuye had a good meal and drink in the Wancha Room, looking at the warm scene of colorful lights hanging on the street and pedestrians, Qiao Siwan was envious, and she didn't want to go home.

Such a scene that should be the most common and common, but she has never recorded it.

Seeing the longing in Qiao Siwan's eyes, Zhou Xiuye decided to accompany her on a walk, although he had seen a lot of these scenes, he had never been in them.

Abandoning the carriage, Qiao Siwan and Zhou Xiuye walked on foot, playing together along the street, stopping and stopping.

Vanilla, Su Yue, Ling Qin, Mo Shu, Chang Mu, and Cheng Jiang's four subordinates followed behind not far away.

Su Yue remembered that Qiao Siwan had instructed her that if she had the time, she would definitely get along with Vanilla and Ling Qin, so she walked on the edge and gave Vanilla the opportunity to get closest to the four subordinates.

Vanilla didn't know Su Yue's intentions, and her pretty face was flushed red, but fortunately it was at night, so it wouldn't be easy to notice.

Because of the national funeral, the decorations on the street are not as cautious as usual, but they can't stop the warm air of the festival.

The common people on the street had smiles on their faces, and Prince Hyohito was just a living person who had never met them before, and they might have felt a little bit about his death, but after so long, they were forgotten.

Compared with these easy commoners, those high-ranking officials and nobles often show off a lot of sentimentality when they meet.

If she had a choice, Qiao Siwan would prefer to face such a reality.

The smile on Qiao Siwan's face was bright, and the smile on the corner of Zhou Xiuye's mouth became more and more real, the two were always attached to the street stalls and the charm and food on the street.

Qiao Siwan fell in love with the clay sculpture doll on a stall, but Zhou Xiuye had no copper plate, and refused to let Qiao Siwan pay for it herself, so she simply gave a silver ingot and bought everything the clay sculpture on the stall, and didn't want others to find any more money.

The uncle who straightened the stall gratefully went straight to Zhou Xiuye and Qiao Siwan, one by one: "What a living bodhisattva!" ”

Until she walked away, Qiao Siwan couldn't hold back her smile, and looked at Zhou Xiuye with a smile and said, "What's the matter, is it the first time that you have been called a bodhisattva by others?" ”

Zhou Xiuye wanted to say no the most, but this is indeed after all, and he can only make a rigid decision.

Since he was a child, the reputation of the cold-faced evil king has followed him, and others are afraid to even hear his name, how can anyone call him a bodhisattva.

However, there are many people who call him Hades and demons.

Seeing Zhou Xiuye's reluctance to turn her head, Qiao Siwan smiled even more happily.

It was just that at the quickest, Qiao Siwan's footsteps stopped again in front of a stall, because she saw a bracelet that most resembled an aqua-colored jade bracelet.

At a glance, she could tell that the material of this bracelet was only the most inferior jade, but when she saw this bracelet, she couldn't help but feel a little distracted.