MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 11 Tea plantation was assassinated

011 assassination of tea garden (this chapter is free)

For a moment, he suddenly understood her identity as a woman! Frowning: "Who says that a woman can only be married to her husband at home? Women can also have their own business, they can also be independent, and they don't necessarily have to be attached to men to survive."

She said: Women do not have to be dependent on men to survive? Zongzheng has no worries for a moment, and looked at her stunned. For the past ten days, he often saw her holding a cup of tea, sitting quietly there, as if the soul had escaped from the body and drifted away. where. She always seemed to be calm and indifferent, even if the sky subsided, she couldn't move half. He suddenly wondered, would there be such a thing or a person in this world that could make these eyes full of wisdom appear panic?

Leaning back, he suddenly asked, "Can you play chess?"

She froze, thinking a little slower than his speed of change. She doesn't know how to go. She is a master at chess. Unfortunately, people in this world don't seem to know about chess. She shook her head, thinking that Zong Zheng would be disappointed without worry. Who knew that he would say, "My King teaches you. Cold, go and get chess."

He stayed for a while, this man is really puzzled, is he too lonely for too long?

After a quarter of an hour, Leng Yan appeared quickly and put the chessboard in front of the two of them. She lowered her eyes and looked at the whole person. This chess turned out to be-chess! !! !!

Zong Zheng worry-free while arranging chess and telling her how to go about this chess, this scene is like the feeling she made of a chess set when she was lonely and boring in Qiyun Kingdom ...

Manyu said nothing and asked nothing, so he played chess with him. Her face was calm and calm, but her heart went round and round. She occupies the body of a princess. She came to this strange world, which regards her life as a mustard, for three years, and she was careful and acted cautiously. Although Ronghua is rich and wealthy, he is very tired and lonely.

Zong Zheng looked at Baiyu's chessboard with no worries and wandered with his thoughts. He hasn't played chess with others for a long time. His hand captivated the chess piece unconsciously, and he dropped it carelessly. His movements were very light, as if he was worried that the white jade board would be damaged if he was heavier. Manyan raised his eyes and looked at him, and his slender white fingers twisted a **** that seemed to be restrained and put it in the center, and then released his hand.

Zong Zheng, who was drinking tea, glanced at the chess game without any worries. She was suddenly shocked and her eyes changed slightly. Each of her previous steps seemed to have no rules and went wild. However, this step made her all The chess piece formed a game, so that his car could not be run or jumped, as if there was nowhere for the flying man to support. He had not lost a son, but he could not be saved, and winning or losing was a foregone conclusion. He narrowed his eyes and fixedly looked at her beautiful face, his eyes changed a little, with a certain tone: "You, you can play this kind of chess! Where can you learn?"

She looked back at his eyes, trying to see something from those evil eyes, but those eyes were inscrutable and could not see anything. She smiled lightly and asked without answering, "How did your Highness learn it?" She was not sure whether he came through like her. What about people like him, whether they were or not? The possession of the soul is too weird. If it is passed on, it will not be a good thing to be sensitive to them.

The moonlight was pouring on the two like water, and they looked at each other quietly, wondering and wondering about each other, with different thoughts, as if a century had passed. The newly added hot tea on the table braved the scorching heat and twirled between the two's eyes, like smoke and mist.

Zong Zheng woke up suddenly with a smile, and said, "Okay, the king finally met his opponent, and there is another set. This time ... the king will not let you."

He was sullen but did not smile, the chess piece returned to her position, and it was still her reds and blacks, and she smiled lightly: "His Highness, please."

Zongzheng didn't worry or give in. The screwdriver went first. It was no longer the carelessness of the beginning. Every step was well thought out. The more one stepped, the more frightened. Chess is like life. Through one's chess skills, we can see that this person's mind is deep and cannot be detected. Even though she went all out, she still felt a little struggling.

Time passed unconsciously, there were no other guests in the garden, and a maid came up to ask whether to close the door. She had not spoken yet, but saw that Zong Zheng frowned with anxiety, his face was impatient. , Usually do not like to be disturbed. She nodded and asked everyone to go back to rest. Shen Yu left the last time, peeping at Zongzheng's eyes, still worried about the day's events, and gave him a gift from afar. He walked up to Manyu, raised her hand and brushed a drop of flowers on her clothes, and gave her a cloak to drape over her shoulder. The voice was infinitely gentle: "Son, it's cool in the night, you also rest earlier . "

Manxi sincerely thanked her and watched Tingting leave with a smile. In this half month, they got along very well, and Shen Yu's new identity has been arranged properly.

The night was silent, and there were only two of them in the garden.

The lotus lamp on the water surface drifted, reflected in the water, and the red candlelight emitted a warm yellow halo to cover the coldness of the water. Under the cherry tree surrounded by willows, they played a game for an hour and a half, and no one would rush to speak, giving enough time for each other to think.

There is a faint aroma in the air, which seems to be lingering around the tip of the nose, making people unconscious. Zong Zheng looked at the meditating face of the woman who was sitting quietly opposite her. She was quiet and beautiful, a pair of beautiful eyes full of wisdom, like the Biquan in the moonlight, clear and clear. This was the first time in many years that he had looked at a woman attentively, as if looking for something from this woman.

"His Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness?" After Mani settled down, he saw that he had no response. When he looked up, he stared at her dreamily. The kind of eyes she had never seen before ... through the empty space of thought and memory She frowned.

Zongzheng was awakened without worries, his expression changed slightly, a flash of coldness was fleeting in his eyes, and his eternal charm was restored. A chess piece was twisted, and he asked casually, "What's your name?" More than half a month, he didn't know her name except Lao Jiu, who was up for her.

She froze, thought about it, and replied, "Man."

Zong Zheng settled down without worries and said, "The peach blossoms, burning them?"

Her eyes were drooping, and she said lightly, "No, it's Zao's uncle." The father got her a name for her, and didn't know why it was the word. Later, she understood by herself that she was destined not to live long.

Maybe the candlelight is too soft and the moonlight is too beautiful. Maybe it has been looking for rare chess matches for years, making it easy to take off the defense.

She insisted on looking at him and asked softly, "What about you? Zongzheng has no worries ... Your parents must want you to have no worries in your life."

He took the long-cooled tea, the long phalanx of the phalanx fingers, was translucent white, took a sip of light, the cold tea had a bitter taste, and there was a touch of emotionless smile on the corner of his mouth. He casually said, "If there is nothing, there is nothing." Life is empty, nothing can be obtained, and nothing will be left.

She froze, his voice was low, without any emotional ups and downs, she could not see the look under his dark ink eyelids, and only felt such a quiet night, saying such words, unreasonably making people feel With a heavy smile, he chuckled: "Do you understand it? Parents name their children, how can they take such an idea?"

He slowly raised his head, his eyes were like a deep pond, and asked, "Why don't you? Any parent would want their child to die prematurely?"

She pursed her lips, stopped talking, and the garden was silent again. He drank the herbal tea all the way, the bitter taste spread from the lips to the bottom of his heart, and then radiated from him, tangled in the air.

On the table chess board, there are few left. In front of the two, there are stacked chess pieces of each other. This game, Chess, went through two hours.

Playing chess with him was very troublesome, but she never remembered how many years she hadn't met her opponent. Her grandfather was an expert in chess. She was influenced by her childhood. She loved chess. Playing with her grandfather was her greatest fun. Later, her grandfather died. Under the strict control of her father, she could only play with herself when she was unmanned.

The same is true of Zongzheng worry-free. It has been a long time since I have played chess with people like this. But tonight, it is not a good time to play chess.

Suddenly there was a wind, and the branches of the willows were rolled up, with a cold chill, and a tree was left red, falling like blood. An intense Xiao-killing spirit instantly filled the entire garden. Zong Zheng's eyes were cold and cold, but his complexion was calm, and his lips sneered: "Let's all show up, King will not have the patience to wait any longer."

More than a dozen masked men in black appeared suddenly and surrounded them.

Startled, so intensely murderous, so many people, she didn't even notice it? !! Secretly luck, but suddenly found her internal power ... can not lift, suddenly horrified in my heart. She glanced at the men in black around her, and saw that they were holding the sword in their hands and staring at Zongzheng Wuyou with solemn expression. It seemed that these people were coming at him. But why did she suddenly lose her internal strength, and Zongzheng had nothing to worry about? Or is he just like her, just pretending to be innocent? If so, they ... are in trouble! 2k novel reading network