Shifu, Yanque Xuan, Liu Liyue's residence.

Liu Liyue, who has always been cheerful and active, and couldn't control his legs, was also blocked in the house today by the "cold and freezing".

He and Mo Xiaoxiao sat face to face around a wooden table. There is a chessboard on the desk, and black and white chess pieces are placed on the chessboard in a staggered manner.

On the low stool next to it, there was an inkstone and a brush, Wende squatted next to the low stool, watching chess without saying a word, holding an ink ingot in his hand and grinding ink unhurriedly in the inkstone.

On the desk not far away, a purple gold unicorn incense burner was swallowing clouds and spitting out fog, and the fragrance was the dipterocarp jasmine fragrance that Sima Guansheng liked. The charcoal stove was also moved to the desk, but I didn't feel how cold it was.

Mo Xiaoxiao frowned, with an expression of wanting to cry without tears, holding a sunspot in her hand, staring intently at the chessboard, and her face was dipped in ink with a brush and painted into a cat face.

The sunspot in her hand was circling around the chessboard, and she hesitated again and again but still did not fall.

Liu Liyue had a triumphant expression, picked up the teacup on the low stool next to him, and used the tea lid to flick the tea leaves floating in the teacup.

He took a sip of tea, glanced at Mo Xiaoxiao with disdain, and said a little impatiently: "I said Mo Xiaoxiao, have you figured out where to go?" Why don't you just play chess, is it so difficult? ”

"Childe is talented and intelligent, everything can be trusted at his fingertips, slaves and maids are dull, how can they be compared with Childe. Childe, or we won't go down, look at the face of the slave and maid, there is no place to paint. Mo Xiaoxiao looked pitiful, and begged Liu Liyue in a pleading tone.

When Liu Liyue heard this, she glanced at Mo Xiaoxiao's catly face, forcibly held back her laughter, and said sharply: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, there is no place on your face......"

Speaking of this, he paused, glanced up and down at Mo Xiaoxiao, his face showed a bit of frivolity, and continued: "Isn't there still a body?" ”

"Childe ......" Mo Xiaoxiao nervously made a gesture of crossing her hands to protect her body, and she felt that she was being toned by words. It's played.

Liu Liyue saw Mo Xiaoxiao's serious appearance, burst out laughing, and squirted out the tea he had just drunk in his mouth. Wende, who was grinding ink next to him, also laughed.

Listening to the unbridled laughter of the two, Mo Xiaoxiao's cheeks turned crimson with shame.

Liu Liyue put the teacup in his hand on the low stool, picked up the innocent jade flute next to him, patted Mo Xiaoxiao's head and said, "What do you want?" How can this son be a prodigal son who takes advantage of people's danger, don't think nonsense, play chess seriously. ”

After finishing speaking, he pinned the jade flute in his hand to his waist and waited for the chess in Mo Xiaoxiao's hand to fall on the chessboard.

Mo Xiaoxiao hesitated again and again, found a position that he thought he could survive in a desperate situation, and trembled his hands and prepared to play chess.

As the so-called authorities are obsessed with bystanders, this Wende also grew up with Liu Liyue, and he has also learned some chess skills, and he can see at a glance that Mo Xiaoxiao's move is a dead move.

He couldn't help but lament to himself, "Hey! Someone's ready to put a splash on their face! ”

As soon as he said this, Mo Xiaoxiao's hand, which was about to fall, slammed it back.

Liu Liyue glared at Wende, and said seriously: "Watching chess and not saying a true gentleman, haven't you heard of it?" You! The chess quality is worrying. is so capable, so it's good for you to play against this son in the next game? ”

Wende knew that he owed his mouth, and immediately slapped his mouth with his palm, and said urgently: "It's a small mouth owes, there is no next time, this kind of thing is to accompany the son to spend time, or it has to be Sister Xiaoxiao, how dare the little one take away her favor, the small one can grind the ink, just grind the ink." ”

Liu Liyue turned his head, pointed at Mo Xiaoxiao and scolded angrily: "And you, Mo Xiaoxiao, how can you be like this, you have obviously lost the chess, where is the reason to regret the chess?" Quickly return the pieces and put them where they were. ”

As he spoke, he got up and was about to grab the chess pieces in Mo Xiaoxiao's hand. Mo Xiaoxiao grabbed the chess pieces tightly, struggling, and argued: "The chess pieces haven't touched the ground yet, how can this be regarded as a regret move." The slave and maid haven't thought about it yet, son, you can't deliberately make things difficult for the slave and maid. ”

"What? How dare you say that this son deliberately makes things difficult for you? It seems that Ben Gongzi spoiled you too much, causing you to have no one in your eyes, be bold and reckless, and dare to be so rude to this Gongzi. Give me the chess pieces quickly, otherwise, don't blame this son for being ruthless. ”

"If you don't give, you won't give!"

The two chased and scrambled, playing a game like an eagle catching a chicken, like two ignorant children.

In private, Liu Liyue always regarded Mo Xiaoxiao as a playmate, and never treated her as a maid. There are no outsiders, and the two often frolic together.

The more active and cheerful Liu Li is, the more Mo Xiaoxiao belongs to the kind of person with a gentle temperament, except for being able to fight with Liu Liyue under the coercion of Liu Liyue, the rest of the time is in order.

"Really?"

"Hmmm! If you don't give it, you will know how to bully slaves and maids. Last time, the slave's face was swollen for three days because of ink allergy. ”

"That's because your skills are not as good as others, how can you blame Ben Gongzi for bullying you! I know that my chess skills are bad, and I don't know how to practice more and enhance my chess skills when I am idle on weekdays. Stop me! Liu Liyue roared.

Mo Xiaoxiao's hardness was only for a short while, and Liu Liyue roared. She stood obediently and waited for Liu Liyue to step forward and "do whatever she wanted".

Although Mo Xiaoxiao is stupid, she can also understand Liu Liyue's good intentions. The reason why he learned piano skills, chess skills, calligraphy, and drawing with himself at two ends in three days was that he would not understand what he did not understand, and he also severely criticized and corrected, but he wanted to let himself know books and etiquette, and not fall behind everyone's ladies.

Liu Liyue snatched the chess piece from Mo Xiaoxiao's hand and put it firmly in the place just now, he dropped a white piece again, and the winner or loser of the chess game was instantly clear, and Mo Xiaoxiao's black chess was lost.

He picked up the brush next to the inkstone, swaggered, and walked towards Mo Xiaoxiao proudly.

Walking up to Mo Xiaoxiao, he smiled strangely and said, "Mo Xiaoxiao, you lost." After finishing speaking, he waved the brush in his hand and added a new stroke to Mo Xiaoxiao's face.

Mo Xiaoxiao closed his eyes and let the cold tip of the pen roam on his face.

After Liu Liyue finished painting, he threw the pen to Wende, who made a snatch and caught the flying brush with both hands.

He stood in front of Mo Xiaoxiao, admiring his masterpiece, and said with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, one more game?" ”

Mo Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, waved her hand and shook her head in refusal. was so scared that her facial features were about to squeeze together, and coupled with Liu Liyue's scribbling on her face, that face became a little hideous.

Liu Liyue leaned his face closer to Mo Xiaoxiao, so close that he could almost feel the heat exhaled from each other, and Mo Xiaoxiao clenched his hands nervously.

After half a sound, Liu Liyue asked suspiciously: "With your expression, do you hate this son?" Or are you afraid of this son? ”

Mo Xiaoxiao said hurriedly: "The slave and the maid don't dare, the slave and the maid know that the son is good for the slave and the maid, but the slave and the maid are just a maid, and the son and the maid don't force the slave and the maid to learn everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, even if the slave and the maid learn, it may not be useful." Everything is fate, and nothing is up to anyone. A maid is a maid, no matter how gilded it is, it is just grandstanding after all. ”