Ah, it's a pity that the emperor's decree cannot be disobeyed; she's determined to spend her life with him.
"Okay, go down." Qin Yi said calmly.
The second prince suffered repeated blows today, his soul shaken. Suppressing his impending outburst of shame and anger, he silently left this place of trouble.
The fourth prince and the fifth princess exchanged glances.
—My second brother is gone.
—I guess he was really upset and went back to vent his anger.
The eldest prince of Xiqiu's burning gaze fell on Nan Qianyue. He thought, it doesn't matter if I can't beat Prince Anzheng, it would be good to take this opportunity to get closer to the poet.
The table was so small, and we were sitting so close together; it was a rare opportunity.
"I've come to experience Prince Anzheng's chess skills."
He walked toward the flower hall with what he thought was a charming smile, deliberately walking past Nan Qianyue from behind, his clothes intentionally brushing against the hem of her skirt that hung to the ground.
During the southward migration, I felt a sharp, piercing wind blow across my back, which was extremely uncomfortable.
Qin Yi stared intently at the person seated opposite him. If a game of chess could determine life and death, he would kill the opponent in the shortest possible time.
"Prince Anzheng, please."
The eldest prince of Xiqiu was not afraid of Qin Yi's intimidating gaze at all, because his heart was with Nan Qianyue.
He sighed inwardly, feeling an irresistible urge to see the Poet Immortal at such close range.
Qin Yi casually placed a chess piece, saying nothing, only his eyes filled with coldness.
Nan Qianyue felt uncomfortable all over, so while they were playing chess, she quietly moved her stool a little closer to Qin Yi, then a little closer, and then a little closer still.
Xu Zhimo, who was struggling to find inspiration under the peach tree, saw the southward migration of the moon and his eyes lit up. Inspiration struck!
The eldest prince of Xiqiu noticed the poet's deliberate distancing and felt a sinking feeling in his heart, but he became even bolder in his actions.
Just as he picked up a chess piece to place it, his finger suddenly twitched, and the piece flew into the poet's arms.
He imagined the poetess helping him retrieve the chess piece and handing it to him, and then taking the opportunity to touch the poetess's hand... However, the flying chess piece was caught by Prince Anzheng.
Crown Prince Xiqiu: "..."
Qin Yi held the chess piece between his fingers, his cold eyes fixed on the First Prince of Xiqiu. "You've lost."
As soon as he finished speaking, the chess piece between his fingers was crushed.
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