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54. On scheming emperors' minds

Mu Jieyu stepped onto the small pavilion along the stone steps, released her wrist, and the skirt that was lingering on the ground slid down the stone steps in an instant, blooming like a peach blossom fan. She stood there, quietly watching the man whose every move was as graceful as flowing clouds and flowing water.

The calm man said nothing.

After Xuanyuan Zhirong poured himself another cup of tea, he raised his eyes and saw that the two people's eyes collided through the heat rising up in the teacup. I wonder if the heat was too strong, so that the two people's eyes met.

The faces reflected in each other's eyes were a little blurry, making it difficult to see clearly.

"I've heard that the prince is very good at chess. Although my daughter is clumsy, she can't impress the prince. It's just..." Mu Jieyu paused for a moment and slowly walked to the opposite side of Xuanyuan Zhirong, dragging his long skirt.

, was not polite, and sat down with a dignified manner, "I only hope that the prince will show mercy."

Xuanyuan Zhirong smiled and said: "Miss Mu has a delicate heart, which is not inferior to thousands of men in the world. She must be an expert among them. I will let the girl go first."

After saying that, he stretched out his white and broad palm to signal Mu Jieyu to make the move first. Mu Jieyu glanced at the young man with the swaying candle shadow, then put the soft and petite catkin into the chess pot, twisted out a black stone, and placed it neatly on the chessboard.

fall.

However, the sound of falling pieces rang out and had not yet dissipated. Xuanyuan Zhirong's pieces also fell immediately. Mu Jieyu's face remained calm as he continued to play the chess piece.

Every time, as soon as Mu Jieyu's chess piece fell, Xuanyuan Zhirong also let go of his hand, almost at the same time, without thinking at all, or he already knew where Mu Jieyu would make the move, and the countermeasures were already in his mind.

As time went by, although the two of them looked so calm, Mu Jieyu's eyes became more and more sharp, and Xuanyuan Zhirong's eyebrows occasionally wrinkled.

Xuanyuan Zhirong has an old way of making mistakes, he is good at calculations, he only thinks about the overall situation after making a mistake. He is pressing every step of the way, and he is trapped in every corner but also has hidden dangers.

Naturally, Mu Jieyu is not as virtuous as Xuanyuan Zhirong, but it is a pity that she has more experience in her mind than Xuanyuan Zhirong. Her chess skills are cunning and arrogant, and she often does not play cards according to the rules.

At first, Mu Jieyu made Xuanyuan Zhirong confused for a moment. Unfortunately, as time went by, Xuanyuan Zhirong gradually figured out Mu Jieyu's ideas and techniques for breaking the situation, and the situation soon turned around.

"Your Majesty's mind-attacking skills make people fall to the ground." Mu Jieyu looked at the chessboard where the defeat was obvious, and then raised his head to look at Xuanyuan Zhirong, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Xuanyuan Zhirong didn't say anything. He leisurely stretched out his hand to lift the newly added tea and tasted it lightly.

"The prince has won." Mu Jieyu threw the chess pieces in his hand into the chess jar and sighed softly.

"Since I was sixteen years old, apart from my father, you are the only one who can play chess with me for more than half an hour." Xuanyuan Zhirong put down his tea cup and said calmly.

Such a plain sentence contains such high praise that everyone can clearly hear it.

Mu Jieyu smiled bitterly, stood up slowly, walked to the railing of the small pavilion, and looked at the reed bamboos swaying in the wind in the pond. Under the moonlight, they were green and full of life, but his eyes suddenly became clear: "How can you entangle the prince like this?"

For a long time, it's just because I'm used to taking the wrong side of the sword, and the prince has never encountered such an opponent before, which is why this result happened. If we were to fight again, without the effort of two sticks of incense, I would definitely lose."


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