Feng Qingge asked: "What is your evaluation of Aunt Xue?"
Feng Bi replied: "This woman is a genius, quite extraordinary."
"Oh? How do you say this?"
Before Feng Bi could answer, a charming woman came from outside the door, "Hey, which official is so anxious to see a little girl!"
The door opened, and a woman in purple clothes and heavy makeup walked into the private room.
The bright purple eyes swept across and touched those rosy, bewitching and intoxicating eyes. Her body instantly stiffened. Her breath was suffocated and she didn't dare to spit it out for a long time. She was glad that she was wearing heavy makeup at the moment, otherwise she would have been shocked.
It will definitely be seen by everyone.
Feeling Xue Xichen's sudden calmness, Phantom couldn't help but look at her strangely, suspicion flashing across her head and heart.
Facing those bright and beautiful violet eyes, Feng Qingge was stunned for a moment. Her eyes reminded him of a beautiful woman who was deeply engraved in his heart and could never be forgotten for the rest of his life. He showed his habitual expression
With a smile on her face, she said to Xue Xichen: "Aunt Xue, please don't be offended by your visit!"
Feng Qingge...Leng Junyi...Feng Bi...
Xue Xichen thought about it a thousand times, feeling both hatred and anger. She never expected that the phantom would be Feng Qingge's person!
Therefore, on the night of his wedding to her, Phantom sneaked into the new house and deliberately teased her, all under Feng Qingge's instruction...
Feng Qingge, how dare you do this to me...
Seeing that Xue Xichen remained silent, Feng Qingge asked again, "Aunt Xue, it's not the right time to come down here? I saw that Aunt Xue seemed to be unwell this morning. If it's inconvenient for Aunt Xue,..."
"Hey! What did the young master say?" Xue Xichen suddenly covered her lips and smiled sweetly, showing her usual businessman face. She said with a smile, "You haven't asked the young master about Gao's surname?"
"My surname is Feng."
Hearing this, Leng Junyi glanced at Feng Qingge in surprise.
Feng Qingge was cautious on the way to Jiangdu and always used a pseudonym. However, when she arrived at Xiaoyao Tower, she suddenly changed her mind and told Xue Xichen his real name.
There was something in Xue Xichen's words, "The surname Feng is the surname of the country..."
Feng Qingge smiled slightly and did not deny it. He said: "When I first arrived in Jiangdu, I heard about all the legendary deeds of Aunt Xue in Xiaoyao Tower. I told myself that no matter what, I must come to visit Aunt Xue in person and see her.
What's so magical about meeting this legendary woman? I've offended the beautiful lady, but I hope the beautiful lady will forgive me!"
Xue Xichen smiled lightly and said, "Young Master is too modest!"
"Aunt Xue, please sit down!"
"Don't dare!"
Feng Qingge asked Xue Xichen to sit down, but Xue Xichen took two steps back, deliberately keeping a certain distance from Feng Qingge. She smiled and said: "Young Master is visiting Jiangdu and came to my Xiaoyao Building. This little lady is honored.
.I don’t know which girl the young master has fallen in love with, so the young lady immediately invites the young master to come out.”
Feng Qingge smiled, and there was something in her words, "Anyone can do it?"
Xue Xichen answered affirmatively: "Anyone will do!"
Feng Qingge's beautiful eyebrows arched, and she winked at Xue Xichen with her million-volt charming eyes, and said with a wicked smile: "The beauty I want...is far away in the horizon, but right in front of me."
Xue Xichen was startled and her cheeks instantly turned red with embarrassment. She was grateful that her face was covered with heavy makeup so that Feng Qingge could not see the changes in her mind. In this way, she could face Feng Qingge more calmly. Otherwise, she was afraid that she would end up
He would not be able to withstand Feng Qingge's temptation and run away in panic.
Xue Xichen lowered her eyes and replied with a faint smile: "Young Master is joking."
"You know, I'm not joking!"
Feng Qingge suddenly took action, holding Xue Xichen's wrist firmly, unable to reach her guard, and pulled her into her arms forcefully. The familiar body temperature invaded her senses, and the charming fragrance of roses floated between her nose. Xue Xichen instantly stiffened.
He pushed his body hard, struggled hard, and tried to leave Feng Qingge's arms.
"Master, thank you for your respect!"
Her eyebrows suddenly turned cold, and she refused expressionlessly.
The delicate body struggling desperately in her arms, the alluring scent of datura flowers wafted between her nose. Feng Qingge's eyes were deep and intense, and the slender and soft figure in her palms unexpectedly evoked the familiarity in his memory.
Although they had never met before, why did he feel an inexplicable familiarity? It was as if they had met before in a certain year, month, time, and place.
Their eyes faced each other, their eyes intertwined, fierce fireworks burst out in their touching eyes, they stared at each other infatuatedly, and their fatal attraction prevented them from moving away even an inch from each other.
"Oh! What kind of young man is this? He goes to a brothel to play with women, and he doesn't even let the aunts here go!"
Accompanied by the uninhibited and bohemian tone, the elegant man in blue shirt walked slowly into the room. His black hair was like a waterfall, his eyes were smiling, with clear edges and corners, and his smile was elegant. With a flick of his slender fingertips, Feng Qingge just
Feeling her wrist go numb, Xue Xichen jumped out of his sphere of influence and ran behind the man in green shirt, looking at Feng Qingge angrily with her small face.
What a handsome and elegant young man in a blue shirt!
However, who could have imagined that beneath his seemingly harmless appearance, he could have such terrifying skills.
Feng Qingge's long sleeves drooped down to cover her wrists that were numb due to the conspiracy. With a smile on her lips, she said, "Xiao Liuyue!" It was not a question, but a tone of affirmation. No need to ask in detail, he was already sure of the Qingshan in front of him.
The man is Xiao Liuyue, a famous scholar from Beichuan!
"Young master, you have good taste!"
Xiao Liuyue was as elegant as a painting, with a fairy-like posture. He protected Xue Xichen behind him, his slender fingertips touched his gorgeous red lips, and he smiled lightly, "Sir, how about a game of chess?"
Feng Qingge did not hesitate, her brows and eyes were full of provocation, "I can't get it!"
Soon, someone set up the chess table. Feng Qingge and Xiao Liuyue sat down respectively. Leng Junyi, Feng Bi, Xue Xichen and Phantom stood beside them. Xiao Liuyue held the white piece, and Feng Qingge held the black piece.
.Xiao Liuyue handed over her hand and said, "I invite you to come, but I invite you first!"
"Then you're welcome!"
The first black stone fell with a loud bang. Xiao Liuyue dropped the white stone at will, gracefully and calmly. Time passed slowly during the game between the two. Xue Xichen leaned in from behind Xiao Liuyue and took a closer look.
Halfway through the chess game, Xiao Liuyue made a move and suddenly said: "This attack on a city and a pond is like searching for something."
Feng Qingge dropped the sunspot and asked casually: "How?"
Xiao Liuyue replied: "To open up a frontier and set out the characters, there is no general outline, make the capital close to the danger, and make the fortress concisely. This is the summary of the starting point."
Xue Xichen raised her eyebrows lightly.
Isn't this the preface to "Yi Kuo" written by Huang Longshi? It talks about the layout and overall strategy of chess. But in the conversation between Xiao Liuyue and Feng Qingge, there seems to be something else.
Feng Qingge asked again: "How is the offensive and defensive momentum?"
Xiao Liuyue answered again: "The soil and ground are borrowed from each other, and the sharp edges are connected. In the battle, the Yangshi will go forward alone, and he will be strong and strong: the rule is that one man is in charge of the pass, and the seven heroes are deposed. This is the general trend of attacking and defending on the flank."