428 Setting up the game to confuse their minds

"Tie? Miss Su, you are joking." Feng Qingchen put down the teacup in her hand, her face full of surprise, but she was smiling in her heart. She had finally waited for this moment and was so tired.

Although playing chess is a mental activity, she felt more tired than standing on the operating table for a day. From now on, no one should ask her to play chess with her. She would get angry with anyone who asked her to play chess with her.

"What? Miss Feng, do you have any other way besides a draw?" Su Wan took a look at the chess board. For some reason, she felt a little uneasy. It was probably because Feng Qingchen's smile was too eye-catching.

Feng Qingchen ignored Su Wan and put the chess pieces on the board into the jar one by one, both black and white, leaving only one third of the chess pieces on the board.

"In the previous game, if you said it was a draw, it was a draw, but a draw is a little less interesting. Miss Su, here is a chess game I set up. If you can break it before all the competitions are over, then I will lose the Go competition. If you can't break it, then it will be a draw."

On the surface, it seemed that she was at a disadvantage, but she had used a draw and a slight possibility of winning to lure Su Wan and distract Su Wan's attention. In this way, before all the competitions were over, Su Wan would have to focus his remaining energy on breaking this situation, and then he would have no time to cause trouble for her or plot against her. Moreover, in the next competitions, it would also confuse Su Wan's mind and prevent her from competing wholeheartedly.

Those who are good at chess are also good at strategy. Maybe Feng Qingchen really has a talent for strategy, but it's a pity that they are just trivial fights between little girls, Feng Qingchen said self-deprecatingly in her heart.

Just as Feng Qingchen thought, Su Wan had no way of refusing this offer. She needed to win too badly. Moreover, even if the game did not break in the end, it would only be a draw, and she would not lose anything.

"In that case, the chess game competition is set." Feng Qingchen spoke, and Su Wan agreed. Of course, Old Yan and the others would not say anything, so the outcome of the chess game was postponed.

"Okay." Feng Qingchen was neither surprised nor happy. While Su Wan was thinking, she had already set up the chessboard. That confident look could make people angry to death.

Feng Qingchen placed the last chess piece, then stood up, turned around and bowed to Old Yan and the others. When he was about to say goodbye, he discovered that King Zhou and King Qing were there.

What are these princes doing here? Her mind was dazed for a moment, and when Feng Qingchen came to her senses, she had already kneeled down instinctively and saluted the princes.

While Feng Qingchen saluted, she felt that she had completely integrated into this world. If she didn't say anything, even if there were colleagues who had traveled through time, they probably wouldn't doubt her identity.

"Miss Feng, you are too polite. Please stand up quickly." King Zhou was the oldest, so he spoke on behalf of everyone. To show his respect for Feng Qingchen, King Zhou condescended to step forward and helped Feng Qingchen up.

Are you kidding? They dare not accept Feng Qingchen's gift. Even if Feng Qingchen cannot be their ninth aunt, she can be Mr. Yuan Xi's wife. Either one is someone they need to please.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Feng Qingchen was not polite and stood up. As soon as she stood up, she met Prince Chun's burning gaze. If it was usual, Feng Qingchen would never care, but today...

But she felt a headache. Recently, her bad peach blossoms were blooming too much, Feng Qingchen decided to go back and buy a sword to cut down the peach tree, because bad peach blossoms were not a good thing.

Feng Qingchen ignored Mr. Yuan Xi's playful eyes and the undisguised love in Prince Chun's eyes, turned her face away, and her long eyelashes gently covered her eyes, hiding the tiredness in her eyes.

Feng Qingchen stood quietly with her hands bare, as if waiting for the princes to speak.

Su Wan's whole mind was focused on the chess game. She had no intention of adding insult to injury to Feng Qingchen at this moment, but this was exactly what Feng Qingchen was happy to see. She could afford to lose this round, and it was worthwhile to exchange the victory or loss of this round for peace in the next competition.

Prince Zhou, Prince Qing and Feng Qingchen were not familiar with each other. In comparison, Dong Ling Zichun had a decent relationship with Feng Qingchen. Prince Zhou and Prince Qing winked at Dong Ling Zichun and asked him to chat with Feng Qingchen. However, the child's eyes and heart were full of Feng Qingchen. He did not notice the looks of Prince Zhou and Prince Qing at all and just stood there staring at Feng Qingchen.

Prince Zhou and Prince Qing rubbed their foreheads. If they had known this would happen, they would have persuaded the Crown Prince to come. Maybe the effect would have been better. How could they ask Feng Qingchen to come again in this situation?

Yes, Prince Zhou and Prince Qing were very interested in how Feng Qingchen made the stringless harp produce sound. Although Prince Qing was stationed at the frontier and made his living by martial arts, it did not prevent him from appreciating the art of playing the harp. Besides, he was a member of the prince's party, and he also knew that Feng Qingchen had used the ice-stringed harp to resolve a crisis for the prince.

The helpers brought in were useless. Prince Zhou and Prince Qing tried to test him, but were both politely rejected by Feng Qingchen. When the matter of playing the piano was mentioned, Feng Qingchen avoided the topic and simply disagreed.

If it was someone else, King Zhou and King Qing could still use their power to suppress him, and he would have to repel them even if they didn't want to. But the other party was Feng Qingchen, and Mr. Yuan Xi was still there. They really didn't dare to use their power to suppress him. King Zhou and King Qing could only watch Feng Qingchen turn around and leave.

"Yuan Xi, you have a good eye this time." Old Yan looked at Feng Qingchen's back with a smile, stroked his goatee, and smiled so kindly. If Feng Qingchen turned around and saw it, he would definitely feel a chill down his spine. It was really not a good feeling to be stared at by someone.

"When has my vision ever been bad?" Yuan Xiyuansheng looked proud.

Although Prince Zhou and Prince Qing wanted to make friends with Old Yan and Mr. Yuan Xi, they also knew that these two people were not easy to get along with. The two princes were smart men. After saying a few polite words, they took Dong Ling Zichun, who was still in a daze, away.

"I don't know whether Feng Qingchen is lucky or unlucky to be valued by Mr. Yan and Mr. Yuan Xi." King Zhou sighed as he went out.

"Of course I'm lucky." Prince Qing said something that even he himself didn't believe.

This kind of thing would definitely be good luck for others, but Feng Qingchen was very sure that this was definitely bad luck. She didn't have the ability and time to "play" with Mr. Yan and Mr. Yuan Xi.

As soon as Feng Qingchen left the academy, she was stopped by someone. The news that she and Su Wan were evenly matched in the Royal Academy spread like wildfire. Outside the academy, there were many people who came to watch the fun and inquire about the news.

Just as Feng Qingchen was frowning, Tong Jue and Tong Yao came forward. These two heard the news from the academy and went to Prince Su to ask for her previous guards back.

With the guards clearing the way, Feng Qingchen quickly got on the sedan chair. Along the way, many people wanted to come forward to talk to her, but they were all stopped by the guards. Sitting in the sedan chair, her ears were filled with buzzing sounds, which made Feng Qingchen's head split. She wished she could go back home right now and close the door to give her some peace and quiet.

"Who could have thought that Feng Qingchen, who used to be like a rat crossing the street and was scolded by everyone, would have such a glorious moment." Xiling Tianlei and Nanling Jinfan did not go to the Royal Academy, but sat in a teahouse that Feng Qingchen had to pass by.

"Glory? It's nothing but a bubble, it will burst with a poke." Nan Jin Lingfan didn't care. He was in a bad mood today, a very bad mood.

Su Wan's repeated failures gave him a vague bad premonition. He was feeling very annoyed at the moment. If Feng Qingchen had not been protected by experts, he really wanted to send someone to cripple Feng Qingchen and see what she could use to compete.

"With someone protecting it, this bubble will not be easily burst. By the way, Third Prince, Yecheng's young master Ye Ye disappeared the day before Su Wan and Feng Qingchen's competition." Xiling Tianlei left after leaving these words.

Nanling Jinfan will do the rest...