Juxi Gold District, Xiao Mansion, Vulgar Hall.

In the huge dining room, there was only Lu Zhilan at the table, and the dishes were ready, but Lu Zhilan was still sitting upright, waiting for the arrival of Xiao Yichen, the third son of the Xiao Mansion.

Since Xiao Mochen, Liu Hanyan, Xiao Yachen and others entered Beijing, the number of diners in the Forgotten Hall has plummeted to two: Xiao Yichen and Lu Zhilan.

"Sister Caixia, I'm bothering you to invite the third son." As soon as the words came out, everyone was shocked.

It must be known that the two sides of the violent conflict that just occurred in Xiao Mansion were Xiao Yichen and Caixia, and Xiao Yichen exercised family law with a whip, which injured Caixia's back. Everyone believes that letting the two meet again at this time has a tendency to intensify the conflict.

After Duyu Dark Fragrance entered Beijing, the status of the painting screen among the maids of the Xiao Mansion rose to the first place, and her order Caixia could not help but obey.

Caixia looked at Lu Zhilan with a pleading look, she was very afraid of the third prince at this moment.

Lu Zhilan begged softly: "Sister Huaping, can you let others go?"

Huaping said softly: "Miss Lu, don't worry, just let Sister Caixia invite the third son, it's not a big deal."

Besides, there is a conflict between the master and the servant, and the slave must take the initiative to seek the master's tolerance and understanding. ”

Caixia thought about it and said, "Okay, Caixia goes."

Caixia walked to the door and was called by the painting screen again. "Sister Caixia, do you understand what I mean?"

"It seems to understand, but it doesn't fully understand."

The painting screen walked to Caixia and said: "Avoid the non-solution, the estrangement must be resolved......"

"Caixia understood."

In the sound of the flute, Caixia went to knock on the door of the flute hall in a panic, the flute was still ongoing, and Caixia did not dare to enter. It wasn't until the end of a flute that Caixia heard the sound of "entering".

The flute sounded again.

Caixia nervously entered the house.

Xiao Yichen was dressed in a white shirt, standing facing the window, and was playing the flute......

Xiao Yichen only glanced back at Caixia and then looked out the window again, and the sound of the flute did not stop.

Caixia walked behind Xiao Yichen silently, her knees weakened, and she knelt on the ground in a proper manner.

Xiao Yichen continued to play the flute, and at the end of one song, another song came back. I don't know how long it took before Xiao Yichen stopped playing and sat down on a chair next to him.

Caixia turned to Xiao Yichen worriedly, and knelt more and more respectfully.

Xiao Yichen said coldly: "What are you doing here?"

Caixia lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "Third son, the slave and maid collided with the third prince today, is it the slave and the maid, I beg the forgiveness of the third son."

Xiao Yichen said: "If this son doesn't spare you."

Caixia said in a trembling voice: "But it will be punished by the third son."

Xiao Yichen put down the flute, walked towards Caixia step by step, held Caixia's chin with one hand, looked at Caixia for a long time, and then let go, and said in a low voice: "Punishment? There's no one to save you right now! ”

Caixia peeked at Xiao Yichen, and saw that Xiao Yichen's expression softened a lot, but she felt a sour heart, and tears fell down again.

"I haven't done it yet." Xiao Yichen's voice was also much gentler.

Caixia cried even more sadly, she had only shed tears before, but now she was sobbing......

Xiao Yichen finally reached out to help Caixia up, and asked softly, "Does the injury still hurt?"

Caixia's grievances came to her heart together, and she cried loudly! Xiao Yichen took Caixia into his arms and let her cry in his arms......

When Caixia's crying gradually weakened, Xiao Yichen took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket to wipe Caixia's tears, and sighed: "This son's anger is a little bigger, so you and your girl have been wronged......"

Caixia looked at Xiao Yichen with tearful eyes again, and saw that Xiao Yichen's eyes were warm and warm, and the gentle and elegant third son came back.

"Third son, the girl has been waiting for you in the secular hall for a long time," Caixia said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I'm going to faint from hunger......"

"Okay, let's go."

……

Juzhongtu District, Boron, Royal Restaurant, Xiao Yachen's residence.

Leng Xiang came to play chess with Bihe.

Xiao Yachen said to Leng Xiang: "Sister Leng Xiang, you go to Aunt Shan's room to play chess with Sister Duyu." Sister Bihe has something. ”

Leng Xiang answered and exited the room.

Xiao Yachen said to Bihe: "Sister Bihe sharpens the ink for me."

Bihe responded happily, quickly looking for tools to find materials, and grinded them in a blink of an eye.

"You're very efficient, you want to play chess, Sister Bihe?" Xiao Yachen sat down at the desk in front of the window, lifted the brush, and raised his eyes to look at Bihe.

Bihe grinned and touched the back of her head: "The little girl knows everything, and she can't hide anything from you."

Xiao Yachen dipped his pen into the inkstone, and said disdainfully: "Gotcha, go, win a few more games, and you will be rewarded if you win."

Bihe immediately smiled, clasped her palms together, and thanked her again and again: "The little girl is the best!" The little girl has to be fine alone, but don't cry. ”

Xiao Yachen said crisply: "This girl won't cry anymore." If you want to go, go slowly, otherwise, this girl will change her mind! ”

When Xiao Yachen turned around, Bihe was gone.

Xiao Yachen put pen to paper on the white rice paper......

"Is Xiao Yachen practicing calligraphy?" Han Chengxu came to see Xiao Yachen, walked in front of Xiao Yachen, and was stunned.

Xiao Yachen was holding a brush, tears flowed for a long time, but he didn't make any sound, on the white rice paper, there was a female portrait, according to the rare charm of Ye Jishan......

Xiao Yachen muttered to himself: "It's not good to draw!" Yachen is afraid that one day she won't be able to remember what Aunt Shan looks like, so while she still remembers, draw her down and keep a memory, but Yachen can't draw well! ”

Han Chengxu took the brush for her, hugged her in front of her and patted it, Xiao Yachen cried bitterly in Han Chengxu's arms, crying and shouting: "Is Yachen so stupid?"

……

In the Imperial Palace, near the Abyss Pavilion, Yang Chonghuan put down the chess pieces and said, "Harmony!" Shengshang's chess strength has made significant progress, which makes Weichen admire! ”

Liu Peiyu's expression was calm, and he said indifferently: "Aiqing didn't let go?"

Yang Chonghuan said: "The sky can be learned, and Weichen will never let go."

Liu Peiyu's eyes swept towards the bookshelf and said with a smile: "In this way, Xiao Yachen's path is reliable!"

Yang Chonghuan sincerely complimented: "Little talented girl, we have a successor to the Orange Kingdom!"

"Payson pour tea!" Liu Peiyu called casually.

The little eunuch Xiao Zhu ran upstairs, bowed down and said, "Qi Qi Sheng, the slave is Xiao Zhuzi......"

Yang Chonghuan was afraid that Liu Peiyu would be upset, so he hurriedly reported to the work: "Qiyu Shengshang, the players of the league in various districts have returned to Beijing one after another, the training camp has been partially rolled out, and the training funds of the household department have been allocated to the game department!" The specific matters of the training camp, Wechen has made a deployment......"

Liu Peiyu nodded approvingly: "Yang Aiqing, this is very good, this matter is very important, you have to keep an eye on it!"

Yang Chonghuan responded: "Weichen understands!"

……

Liu Peiyu walked in micro-clothes, and came to the leisure chess pavilion where red sleeves and Caiyun played chess.

After strengthening the solid foundation, improving the theory and polishing with Yang Chonghuan, Liu Peiyu's chess strength is no longer what it used to be.

Seeing that Liu Peiyu arrived, Caiyun automatically gave way, and Liu Peiyu and Red Sleeves played chess silently.

"It's flat again today!" Caiyun, an audience member on the side, sighed.

No matter how Liu Peiyu plays chess, the red sleeves can still draw with him without showing the dew. The strength of the red sleeves has become a mystery.

Today, the red sleeves and Caiyun have undergone some careful makeup, but after all, due to financial resources and aesthetic level, the two palace maids after dressing up still can't get into the eyes of Emperor Liu Peiyu.

Liu Peiyu didn't say a word during his chess. Only after playing chess did he leave slightly.

Red Sleeves looked at Liu Peiyu's departing back, and said with annoyance: "There is no one in the world who has heavy strength!"

Caiyun said: "Even if we get close to him, we will never come out!"