There is a chess game on the low table in the living room.

My father wasn't at home, and I thought the two of them had just been talking while playing chess in the room. Qing Qian couldn't help but step forward. There is still half a cup of tea left in the opened white porcelain tea cup, and the tea has cooled, and it is cold and silent.

The number of blacks in a chess game is far greater than that of reds.

"Do you think that side will win?" He Shiyi also approached and looked down at the chessboard.

"What do you hold?"

"Red."

"The red man will win." Qing Qian smiled.

"Just believe me." He also chuckled.

"My father is not here, so I naturally want to believe you." Qing Qian stared at the chess game and said softly, reaching out and twisting a sunspot.

"Let's get to the end." He Shiyi looked at Qing Qian eagerly.

"It's not like you don't know that I won't." Qingqian glanced at He Shiyi, put down the chess pieces, and walked into the inner room.

"Put away my father's chess pieces, and when he comes back and gets angry, I won't help you beg for mercy." He Shiyi was about to follow, but a shallow voice stopped him.

He Shiyi held the chess pieces that had been pinched lightly, and there was nothing special. Just as he was about to clean up, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the place where the chess pieces had been placed before.

Qi Huo's strength in putting the tea cup was indeed a little heavier.

Half a cup of tea, in order to be shallow, He Shiyi and Qi Huo had a slightly fierce quarrel.

Since taking Qingqian to the official residence, He Wet clothes will go to Yan's house from time to time. A few days ago, the housekeeper Lao Li said that Qi Huo would come to Yan's house in the next few days. He Shiyi rushed over early.

"You really want to protect Yan Qingqian." After Qi Huo entered the door, he chose a chair and sat down, as if he were at home. As soon as he entered the door, he knew that he was extremely dissatisfied with himself.

"He Dashao didn't come here today just to ridicule me!" He wet clothes snorted coldly, do you want to strike first?

"Of course not, I want to take back the Yan family's old mansion and a few pharmacies."

"What if I don't say yes?" He Shiyi chuckled.

"I don't need to ask your opinion." Qi Huo's face was calm.

"It's better to do this, we will decide whether the Yan Mansion changes hands in one game." He Shiyi tapped lightly on the chessboard table in front of him.

The ebony chessboard, heavy and shiny, cinnabar red Chu River Han boundary lines are clear. The chess pieces on it have been set up, as if they have been prepared for a long time.

"You've figured it out." Ziho had no objection to such a proposal. He has been playing chess with his father since he was a child, and he is a leader in chess age and chess skills among this cadre. In the past, every game with He Shiyi was almost always won.

"Of course." He Shiyi smiled faintly.

Could it be that there is a fraud in the chess game? The self-entering people He wet clothes have been smiling like this. Qi Huo's heart was furious, he had always known He Shiyi's temperament, and he would never do anything that he was not sure of, and he unconsciously cheered up his spirit.

Heaven and earth cannons, the fall is determined to win or lose. At this moment, Qi Huo felt relieved and picked up the tea cup on the table.

"The horse is going to go for the day, wet clothes, don't take you like this!" Qi Huo took a sip of tea in his mouth, and he had to swallow it.

"What's the matter, your horse doesn't have to go to Japan." He Shiyi smiled slightly. His right hand was raised, and he made a gesture to Qi Huo, "It's your turn." ”

The doors and windows of the living room were closed, and there was a dead silence.

"What do you mean?" Qi Huo sighed, the tea cup was put back on the low table, and a pinch of tea was poured onto the chessboard.

"I prepared a good game of chess, and I was able to deduct points from one game to another. However, it is because your horse does not go away, and if you are careless, you will disrupt the layout. After that, I had to break the established rules and go on. ”

"After going around for a long time, you are accusing me of not saving Miss Yan." Qi Huo's face was slightly cold.

"Yes." He Shiyi stopped laughing.

"I don't have my own reasons for not making a move, how can I save the revenge of killing my father." Qi Huo didn't look particularly excited.

"It's not all!"

"Of course, Xiaoya is my sister, so I naturally have to think about her." Qi Huo's face was calm.

"So, Yan Zhai is what you owe me."

He Shiyi's ears were excellent, and when he heard the light footsteps approaching outside, he stretched out his hand to signal Qi Huo.

"Wet clothes, are you doing this to break our original agreement?" Qi Huo didn't care at all, but there was a sly smile on his lips.

"I have my own plans, but I break the agreement, we are each other." Although He Shiyi spoke in a laughing voice, he glanced at Qi Huo viciously on his face.

"Alright, alright, this time I'm at fault. Since you want the Yan family to have a place in Jinyuan, I won't force it. It's just that you think so much about Miss Yan, where do you put other people's hearts? I'm afraid that one day, she will become your bond......" The sun is just right, and the silhouette of Qingqian standing by the door is unobstructed. Qi Huo deliberately sabotaged and deliberately said these words that were indistinct.

"You're overthinking." He Shiyi was excited and stood up from his seat.

"I hope I'm too worried, you can watch and handle the affairs of the Yan family!" Qi Huo smiled, and as he spoke, he got up to open the door, "Yet, you have such an identity, I don't know." ”

"I don't mean to hide it from you, you don't want him to think about it." He Shiyi stared at Qi Huo like that.

"That's nature, even if you hide it from me, it's nothing."

The door is opened from the inside.

He wet clothes packed up the chessboard, and when he went in, he didn't see the shallowness. After asking the maid, I learned that she had gone to Yan Yezheng's yard. After a little hesitation, He Shiyi still looked for it.

Yan Yezheng's courtyard is in the northernmost part of Yan's house, and the distance from the main hall is the farthest. Walk through a long rain corridor, cross a cobblestone path, and walk a little further in. He Shiyi was not in a hurry, he walked very slowly, and looked around. I met a few subordinates and greeted them with a warm face.

The closer I got to Yan Yezheng's yard, the heavier my heart became.

He has been in the army for ten years, and the blood he has seen and stained is not small. Only that one scene was stored in my mind for a long time. The snow fell so fast, but when it sank into the river, it was nothing. At that time, all his strength seemed to be the snow in the night sky.

No matter how menacing, because of the weakness of the inner strength, nothing can stop it.

He is the one who makes the move, since the worst has happened. Then there is only one way to send Qingqian away, but you can't let Luo go with Luo Chuanhua.

Actually, they can't go together.

He Shiyi walked all the way, and there was a big rockery in Yan Yezheng's yard, with gurgling water. After passing through the rockery, you can see the main hall. It was still in the New Year, and the yard was cleaned very clean, and new couplets were pasted. But because he knew that the master was not there, he couldn't help but show an empty liveliness, adding a little desolation.

He Shiyi pushed the door in and saw Qing Qian cleaning up on Yan Yezheng's desk, with a faint smile on his face. I didn't feel a sense of astringency in my heart, but I calmed down and walked over quickly.

"What are you up to?"

"These inkstones are used by my father, and I want to keep them with me, and when my father comes to me, I can give them to him at any time." Qing Qian found a few old newspapers and carefully wrapped the cleaned pen and ink and a blue and white porcelain inkstone.

He Shiyi stood next to him and watched quietly.

"You have a heart, but it's not very convenient to take this porcelain inkstone with you."

"It doesn't matter, I'll just be careful." Qingqian smiled slightly, not caring at all.

"By the way, there is also my father's chess ......" Qingqian patted his head and hurriedly walked to the edge of the bookshelf.

When Qing Qian came over with the chessboard, He Shiyi still stood in place as before.

Qing Qian glanced at him.

He Shiyi stroked his face slightly uncomfortably: "Something dirty?" ”

"You've been here for so long, and you're standing so stupidly, don't you feel bored?" It was rare for Qingqian to see He Shiyi look so stupid, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He Shiyi looked at the shallow smile, and only responded with a slight smile on his face.

"It's almost cleaned up, I'll go and say a few words to Uncle Li, and we'll go back!" Qing Qian glanced around the room again, and pretended to be relaxed and prepared to go out.

"Bang." Qing Qian just picked up the paper bag on the table, the newspaper was thin and crisp, and the package seemed to be very tightly bandaged. When one hand picked it up, the paper was torn, and the porcelain inkstone wrapped in it fell to the ground and shattered.

Qing Qian shouted and bent down to help, but it was too late. His forehead hit the corner of the hardwood desk, and he turned blue and red.

"What's wrong?" He Shiyi heard Qing Qian's exclamation, and the person hurriedly rushed to the front.

Qing Qian only looked at the debris on the ground in a daze, and reached out to pick it up. He Shiyi's outstretched hand grabbed Qingqian's wrist in time.

"It's broken." Qingqian squatted there, raised his head and looked at He Shiyi, just these two words, his eyes were red, and tears had fallen.

"It doesn't matter, if it's broken, it's broken, uncle won't blame you, you sit down for a while, and I'll clean it up." He Shiyi saw the stunned appearance, and he couldn't bear to regret it, but after thinking about it, he always had to face it, and first hinted at her heart, so as not to come suddenly and couldn't stand it. ”

He Shiyi carefully helped Qingqian to sit on the rosewood Zen chair next to the desk, and then turned around to get a broom and clean up the debris on the ground.

He Shiyi finished cleaning up the debris on the ground and was about to take it out and throw it away. Qing Qian bounced up from the chair and snatched the dustpan from He Shiyi's hand: "I'll deal with these." ”

"Hmm." He Shiyi looked at the undried tears on Qingqian's face, but did not refuse.

There is soft land under the rockery, and a small pit is dug shallowly, and the wrapped porcelain pieces are gently put into it. Since the moment the porcelain inkstone was broken, great sadness suddenly hit Qingqian. turned around and cried into He Shiyi's arms.

She didn't believe in this, maybe the deeper the affection, the more affectionate! Since the news of my father's rescue came out, there has always been a place in my heart that I feel slightly inappropriate.

He Shiyi stroked his light hair, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.