Embattled.

King Qin's situation is really called embattled.

The world is really smoky, intrigued, you come and go, and it is difficult to calm down.

It's boring.

Chu Zhiyu suddenly felt a little tired, and she was grounded, so she pretended to be aggrieved and sad, and drove everyone out, and retreated from Lan Ye and the others, who were worried, and she was alone with a sad look.

In fact, he turned into his original form and quietly ran out of the Fuyuan Palace and went straight to the tyrant's residence.

Evading the inspection of the forbidden army with ease, and turning to the dormitory, Chu Zhiyu climbed on the windowsill, pushed open the window, and met the two pairs of eyes.

Qin Sheng and Zisang Yunyang sat opposite each other, with a chessboard in the middle.

There are also refreshments next to it.

Tsk –

Sure enough, he didn't die.

There was a feeling of expectation, and I didn't know if it was disappointed or something.

Chu Zhiyu scurried in nimbly and trotted into the tyrant's arms.

And Qin Sheng's body shook lightly, and he pinched Chu Zhiyu indifferently, and his cold-like eyes were emotionless.

"Who allowed you to trespass into my dormitory?"

There was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

Chu Zhiyu was a little embarrassed by his hot and cold attitude, and realized that he was a little happy when he saw the tyrant sitting here unharmed, blurred by the moisture on the tea cup.

Oh, it's better to give it to a dog.

The dog knows how to wag its tail at itself.

Chu Zhiyu struggled to jump out of the tyrant's hand, and instead of jumping into his arms, he half-sat on the ground at a distance from him.

Look at him lukewarmly.

Slowly, he licked his paws.

Zisang Yunyang looked at Qin Sheng, then at Chu Zhiyu, and then looked at his nose and nose and heart, and lowered his eyes to study the chess game.

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Qin Sheng's eyes were cold, which reminded Chu Zhiyu that although Qin Sheng was arguing with himself these days, his eyes were relaxed and smiling.

And now......

For a moment, she couldn't tell if it was disgust or something else, because everything was buried by the overwhelming murderous intent.

Her tail hung down on the icy tiles.

Soberly thinking, yes, he should have done this to his heretic self.

Between them, there is no solution to the deadlock.

Either he dies or she dies.

That's it, there's nothing bad about it.

The amber fox's eyes should have been docile, but they looked unusually sharp and indifferent when they were in the back of the light.

The distance between them is only an arm's length.

So close.

It was so close that a gust of wind blew through her, and it could linger in Qin Sheng's ears.

But it seems to be separated by the Chu River and the Han realm.

Insurmountable.

Cannot be touched.

The chessboard is big, the chess pieces are many, and the chess skills are wonderful, and there is no way to escape the dead game.

The little fox, half-sitting on the ground, suddenly turned around and disappeared mercilessly outside the window lattice.

Zisang Yunyang raised his eyes slowly, "Your Majesty, it's time for you to fall down." ”

Qin Sheng slowly withdrew his gaze from the windowsill, he held a particle, and he didn't get down for a long time.

There was a soft thud.

The piece slipped from his fingertips and landed in an unexpected position.

Qin Sheng gathered his eyes, stepped forward with cold white fingers, and pinched the chess piece.

"Huh?"

Zisang Yunyang nodded on the back of his hand and chuckled: "Your Majesty, there are no regrets." ”

Qin Sheng snorted, "I will never regret it."

Zisang Yunyang smiled without saying a word, pressed his fingertips, pressed Qin Sheng's hand on the chessboard, and pressed the chess pieces that had already been picked up by Qin Sheng to the same place.

"Chrysostom Yuyan, Your Majesty has to remember."

"Nature." Qin Sheng didn't care.

Zisang Yunyang's eyes were shallow, like crystal clear spring water, but if you look closely, you can't see the bottom.

(End of chapter)