Volume 1, Chapter 265 Feng He VS Yue Ming Feng.

Everyone sat around the fire.

Liu Yanyan poured tea for everyone.

Perhaps the mountain is too high. Even in midsummer, one does not feel the heat by the charcoal fire.

"The ancestor said that when sister Guanqi arrives, she should go up first. Go, Guanqi, and you can go up by yourself."

After pouring tea for everyone, Liu Yanyan said sweetly and reached out to hold Guanqi's hand.

While watching the chess game in a daze, he pulled Liu Yiyi's hand and then wrote it down.

"Can you let me accompany you, brother?"

Liu Yanyan shook her head.

"The ancestor said that you can go up alone."

As she spoke, she bent down slightly, staring at Guan Qi with her bright big eyes.

"It's okay, my ancestor is very kind, don't be afraid."

Upon hearing this, Guanqi lowered his head and bit his lip, then raised his head and looked at Ye Tingmu with a look of help in his eyes.

Yes, she was a little scared.

Ye Tingmu touched her head.

The smile on the corners of his mouth seemed to be soaked in honey.

"It's okay, go ahead, big brother is waiting for you downstairs." His voice was gentle and soft.

When Guanqi hears it, she always feels at ease.

She nodded obediently, then turned around and looked at the corridor leading to the second floor.

He walked forward a few steps, then turned around and looked at Ye Tingmu.

Ye Tingmu waved at her, signaling her to move forward.

Guanqi seemed to have made some kind of decision at this moment and took a deep breath.

He stepped onto the attic stairs.

Then the sound of dong...dong...dong... was heard.

The small figure went up until it entered the second floor and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The moonlit night and the wind brought a sad look to his face, and his brows were furrowed.

There was a hint of worry on the cold side of his face.

Jinghong took small bites of the sweet potato she had just snatched from her third brother's mouth, her big eyes rolling around.

"Uncle Jifeng, if my sister was accepted as a disciple by someone else, would you be very sad?"

Ye Tingmu breathed lightly to dispel the mist on the tea in his hand, and his eyes looked at Yue Mingfeng intentionally or unintentionally.

He was also very curious about what Yue Mingfeng would think if Guanqi became Wensheng's apprentice.

In his opinion, Yue Mingfeng's love for watching chess should be the love a master has for his disciple.

Although he never said it and was not very good at speaking.

But it is undeniable that they did take action.

Whenever I go out to watch chess, he will definitely show up.

He always guards her silently. If he hadn't told him before that he doesn't like women, he would have suspected that he is a lolita complex.

It was precisely because of his words that Ye Tingmu was not worried about his good performance in watching chess.

Perhaps for a swordsman like Yue Mingfeng, affection and love are a burden.

As for what watching chess is like for him, only he himself knows.

Yue Mingfeng's sword-like eyebrows trembled slightly, and his eyes were still looking in the direction of the stairs.

"As long as the chess player is happy, it is a sunny day for me."

If you are well, it is a sunny day.

Like Feng He, he is not good at speaking.

The only difference is that Feng He is really not good at it, while Yue Mingfeng is unwilling to say it.

Perhaps during those years as a killer, he learned to hide himself.

He is quiet and has a low presence.

Jinghong seemed to be thinking about something; she didn't quite understand what was said.

But she didn't seem to care whether she could understand or not.

Then she looked up at her eldest brother, and while moving her lips and teeth, she asked hesitantly, "Brother, if my sister goes to school here, what should I do? There will be no one to hold me to sleep."

This is what she is most worried about.

Because this academy is far away from the mansion. If my sister goes to school, she will have to live here.

Liu Yanyan chuckled, held her chin with both hands, and looked at Jinghong.

"No, there's no need to stay overnight at Zhulu Academy. If you're not used to watching chess, you can just go back home after school every day. It's just a little far, so it's a bit troublesome."

After hearing this, the one who was most happy was not Guanqi, but Fenghe.

He straightened his back and said solemnly, "It's not a problem at all, brother. I will pick up my sister from now on."

His eyes were full of joy and his tone was unusually deep.

I just don't know whether he really wants to watch the game or has other intentions.

"No need, I can take it. With my speed, it won't take more than half an hour."

At this time, Yue Mingfeng's faint voice also sounded.

Feng He was stunned and turned to look at Yue Mingfeng.

"No, I'll take it." His voice rose several decibels, and his eyes glared at him with authority. He must have been trying to make Yue Mingfeng give up in this way.

"Let me take it. I'm faster than you."

Obviously Yue Mingfeng didn't buy it.

Feng He couldn't stand it anymore and his tone became agitated.

"I'll do it. I'm his brother."

Yue Mingfeng remained calm and replied: "I'm faster than you."

"I have an obligation to take care of my sister. You are an outsider."

"I'll do it. I'm faster than you."

Liu Yanyan and Jinghong's gazes swept back and forth over the two of them, like dancing raccoons, swaying from side to side.

Zhang Ruling and Ye Tingmu had dark lines on their faces.

Only the breeze remained unmoved and continued to gnaw on the sweet potatoes.

Ye Tingmu didn't know what to say at this moment.

It is really rare to see two people who are usually not good at speaking quarreling with each other today.

But it's this way of quarreling that always makes people feel weird.

The former Feng He, just stared and repeated two sentences, one was I am his brother, and the other was you are an outsider.

The latter, Yue Mingfeng, is even more exaggerated. He always has a blank expression on his face and always has only one sentence to say: I'm faster than you.

But even so, the quarrel between the two seemed quite exciting.

Several minutes passed and it still didn't end.

Everyone simply chose to ignore the two of them.

Jinghong and Liu Yanyan were chatting about the little secrets between girls.

Since the last time the Northern Man gathered in the Dongfang family courtyard.

Liu Yanyan and Jinghong drank a few cups.

From then on, Jinghong chose to delete his hatred for Liu Yanyan with just one click.

Instead, I downloaded the Good Sisters System.

Look, now everything is fine.

Zhang Ruling chatted with Ye Tingmu about the national affairs of Kyushu, good strategies for governing the people, and insights into cultivation.

In short, we talk about everything.

As for Qingfeng, he was in a daze at the moment, yawning from time to time.

After eating the sweet potatoes, you will just be bored.

Time passes by every second.

But no one felt anything.

Perhaps such relaxing moments are rare for them.

Different from the noise on the first floor.

The second floor was unusually quiet.

The second floor of this hall is also full of books.

If I had to find one difference, it would be that there is a large window on the second floor.

There is a large desk in front of the window, and there is a white-haired old man with his eyes closed, resting.

Guanqi went up to the second floor, feeling a little reserved. She pinched the corner of her clothes with her small hands, looked at the old man's back, and did not dare to go forward.

At this moment, a voice full of vicissitudes of life and kindness sounded.

"Child, come here and sit next to me..."