After the meal, in the kitchen, Dongfang Bubai's expression remained somewhat gloomy, and he didn't utter a single word throughout the entire dishwashing process.
Yaoyue, standing beside him, also had a cold expression and didn't say a word from beginning to end.
An indescribable sense of pressure spread through the two women in the kitchen.
Qu Feiyan, who used to chatter away like a lark, now hunched over like a quail in the strangely heavy atmosphere of the kitchen.
Even the way I washed the dishes unconsciously became lighter.
Only after seeing that all the bowls on the table were spotless did Qu Feiyan finally breathe a sigh of relief as she left the kitchen.
After leaving the kitchen, Dongfang Bubai's eyes immediately swept towards the courtyard.
When the light fell upon Chu Qinghe, who was sitting on the stone bench, the previously cold and indifferent expression unconsciously softened.
After sitting down next to Chu Qinghe, Dongfang Bubai immediately noticed something was wrong.
At this moment, on the stone table, Chu Qinghe was not simply warming a pot of wine as usual, but had an extra pot.
After the three women took their seats, Chu Qinghe pointed to the wine pot on his left and said, "This pot is for you."
In response to Chu Qinghe's gesture, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but ask, "What's the difference between these two jugs of wine?"
Chu Qinghe said calmly, "We added a few more herbs, which have the effect of calming the qi and blood and nourishing the internal organs."
Listening to what Chu Qinghe said, Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue, who were standing to the side, understood perfectly what Chu Qinghe meant by doing this.
Today alone, the two of them have already fought three times, and each fight is more intense than the last.
Although there may be no immediate problems, over time, some minor issues may accumulate.
After a few drinks, at Chu Qinghe's prompting, Qu Feiyan got up and brought a chessboard from Chu Qinghe's room.
A moment later, as the black and white chess pieces moved across the board, Yaoyue, who was taking a sip of wine, glanced to the side.
At first, I didn't pay much attention to it.
But when Yaoyue's gaze fell on the chessboard, looking at the strangely arranged black and white pieces, she couldn't help but sigh.
After observing for a while, it was discovered that the two were not playing traditional Go.
After a few rounds, Yaoyue, having observed the simple way to play Gomoku, gently shook her head and suddenly lost interest.
However, this lack of interest was rekindled by Yaoyue as Dongfang Bubai began to play against Chu Qinghe.
As Dongfang Bubai and Chu Qinghe each played a move, whenever Dongfang Bubai began to fall into a disadvantageous position, Yaoyue's voice would always be heard from the side.
"Ha! You even managed to lose such a simple game."
"Tsk tsk, it seems I overestimated some people's intelligence before."
"Tch, if you don't want your eyes, you can just donate them to someone else."
...
And so, with these repeated words, Dongfang Bubai felt like he was about to explode.
His gaze swept sharply towards Yaoyue, and Dongfang Bubai said coldly, "A true gentleman observes chess without speaking; don't you know that saying?"
In response to Dongfang Bubai's question, Yaoyue coldly snorted, "I just can't stand stupid people. After ten rounds, I haven't won a single one."
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Bubai narrowed his eyes slightly.
He then tossed the chess piece back into the chess box, shoved the box in front of Yaoyue, and sneered, "If you're so capable, come and win for me."
Seeing this, Yaoyue said without any politeness, "Come on then, do you think I'm afraid of you?"
However, before Yaoyue could even place her piece, Dongfang Bubai, who had his arms crossed, suddenly said, "Besides, we have a bet in this game, so don't let my people be unable to accept defeat."
Yaoyue raised an eyebrow and said, "Do you think I can't afford to lose?"
Then, Yaoyue asked, "Tell me! What bet?"
Dongfang Bubai slowly got up, then took out a wooden box from his room, which was filled with the notes that had been stuck to him when he lost chess games in the past few days.
"If you lose, you'll have this stick on your forehead, and you'll also be responsible for washing everyone's clothes the next day."
Hearing what Dongfang Bubai said, Yaoyue said with disdain, "That's it?"
Seeing Yaoyue's confident demeanor, Dongfang Bubai sneered repeatedly, then looked up and said, "Let's begin!"
Upon hearing this, Yaoyue didn't say much, picked up a chess piece and placed it directly on the chessboard.
Seeing this, Dongfang Bubai on the opposite side also flicked his finger towards the chess box, and a chess piece was flipped onto the chessboard.
On one hand, I have gained a lot of experience during this period, and I have been studying and researching late into the night every day.
On one hand, this is only my first time learning about Gomoku.
It's obvious which is better or worse.
In just half an hour, Yaoyue's forehead was completely covered with paper strips, and her beautiful and aloof face was now completely obscured.
Although her face was covered by the note, Yaoyue's chest was heaving more and more.
Even his hands beneath his sleeves were clenched into fists, clearly indicating that he was extremely angry.
Beside him, amidst a string of victories, Dongfang Bubai finally revealed a smug smile.
As she glanced sideways at Yaoyue, Dongfang Bubai sneered, "Heh, I thought you had some superb chess skills, but it turns out you're just good with words."
As soon as Dongfang Bubai uttered these words, Yaoyue snorted coldly and then flashed into her room.
Only then did Dongfang Bubai let out a satisfied "humph," and then picked up the wine glass on the table and drank.
However, when his gaze fell on Chu Qinghe, who was standing to the side, and he noticed the smile on Chu Qinghe's face, Dongfang Bubai frowned and asked, "What are you looking at?"
In response to Dongfang Bubai's question, Chu Qinghe chuckled and said, "It's nothing, I just feel that you are more lively than usual today."
After a pause, Chu Qinghe added, "But it also adds a touch of cuteness."
"Um?"
Upon hearing Chu Qinghe's description, Dongfang Bubai was momentarily stunned.
But the next moment, Dongfang Bubai, having regained her senses, gave a soft hum in response, as if she was slightly dissatisfied with Chu Qinghe's use of the word "cute" to describe her.
However, after that cold snort, as Dongfang Bubai took a sip of the wine in his cup, he inexplicably felt that the wine tasted a little sweeter.
However, just as the three of them were enjoying the night in the courtyard, with the echoes of true energy, Dongfang Bubai, who was sitting next to Chu Qinghe, seemed to sense something and quickly got up and rushed out of the courtyard.
Chu Qinghe and Qu Feiyan were already used to this scene and didn't pay any attention to it.
However, a few dozen breaths later, Dongfang Bubai, who had just stepped out, flashed back into the courtyard once more.
Moreover, he did not return to his seat immediately, but instead focused his gaze on Chu Qinghe and said in a slightly deep voice, "Li Dequan is dead."
"Um?"
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