The blood was as red as flowers, printed on a piece of white silk. He threw it away, and his ice-blue pupils were fixed on Fang Qing's indifferent face.
Fang Qingwen heard Qi Yan's life-threatening cough, and her pale eyebrows slightly condensed.
Yu Tianqi seized the opportunity and immediately asked the question.
"Dongbi Books and Xiyuan Hanmo."
Why did he cough again? When Fang Qing was still thinking about Qi Yan's cough problem, she slowed down her answer time, giving Yu Tianqi ample time to destroy an archer piece on her chessboard.
When she saw the chess pieces put away, she shook her head and woke up. "Autumn waters in the South and spring mountains in the North."
"Miss Luan has come up with a question." Yu Tianqi's dark pupils stared into her eyes without blinking.
"A man fell into the river and struggled a few times. When he climbed out of the river, his clothes were all wet, but his hair was not. Why?" Fang Qing asked a random question.
"Because he is bald." Yu Tianqi came up with the answer accurately. Then he asked the question, "No one has planted this flower since ancient times. It blooms every midwinter. It is strange that it has no roots and leaves. It blows back to the sky when the spring breeze blows."
At this moment, Yu Tianqi suddenly changed the question type.
The moment the corner of Fang Qing's lips sneered, Yu Tianqi's assassin chess piece attacked, directly facing the monarch on her chessboard. Fang Qing raised her eyes and met Qi Yan, who was sitting on the seat with ice blue luster and silence.
"Only weaving white cloth without spinning yarn, overwhelming crops, chickens painted bamboo leaves on it, and dogs printed plum blossoms on it." She raised her lips gently and solved the riddle Yu Tianqi had created. The answer to their poem was actually snowflakes.
Yu Tianqi understood, so he took the assassin chess piece back the moment she exited.
Next, you come and I go.
"There is a word that everyone will mispronounce when they see it. What is this word?" Fang Qing asked the question.
"Typo."
"I was born in a wealthy family since I was a child, and I often went in and out to enjoy the splendor. Long Live also passed down imperial edicts and visited the flowers from generation to generation." Yu Tianqi wrote the title.
"The answer is bees."
"There are two prisoners in a cell. One of them is locked up for one year for stealing, and the other is a robber and murderer, but he is only locked up for ten days. Why?" Fang Qing asked.
"Because the murderer was taken away for execution."
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The fighting situation was very tight, very tight, with almost no flaws, and it was obvious that Fang Qing had given up.
According to her predetermined goal, Fang Qing asked Yu Tianqi to destroy all her chess pieces within one stick of incense, but she left one chess piece for Yu Tianqi.
This chess match is the most exciting among the four countries' annual competition, and it is also the most unsettling one to watch. Compared with the other three countries' breakthroughs, Luoyue Dynasty can be said to be a thrilling success.
Everyone in the Luoyue Dynasty seats was secretly relieved at this moment. Fortunately, the Luoyue Dynasty was not eliminated from the first game.
"Miss Luan, you did a good job in this game. You lost without showing off." Qi Yan came over shaking his fan, his ice blue pupils and the luster of his charming smile kept shining.
"I'm sorry, the little girl has little talent and little knowledge. Is this a check? I'm disappointed in Mr. Qi." Fang Qing raised her lips slightly. "For the next level, I think Mr. Qi should ask someone else to check it."
"There is no need to replace someone. I think Miss Luan is outstanding in learning and is more than qualified to be a check-in person." He smiled charmingly. "If you lose this time, you can win back next time. Don't be discouraged. I believe that next time, Miss Luan will be the best."
I won’t let you down.”
"Young Master Qi is confident, but the little girl doesn't have the confidence of the Young Master." Isn't he afraid that she will be defeated again? Fang Qing's indifferent luster flowed in her eyes.
"You will have it in the next level." Qi Yan seemed to have deep meaning in his eyes, and he left the chessboard game with a smile.
Fang Qing's heart sank, what tricks would this third prince play?