Chapter 184 The experience is extremely bad!
Luo Qinghan said expressionlessly: "Xiao Xi is originally a woman. She is the eldest daughter of the Zhongwu General's Mansion and also my concubine."
Nie Changping was half-believing and half-doubting: "Your Highness, are you lying to me on purpose to cover up your own evil taste?"
Luo Qinghan began to sneer.
Nie Changping's scalp was numb from the laughter, and he quickly begged for mercy: "I believe it, I believe it! I was just joking!"
Luo Qinghan said to Xiao Xixi.
"If you keep talking nonsense, you'll have to eat vegetarian meals from now on."
Xiao Xixi immediately backed off: "I will never dare to do that again."
"Why did you come to see me?"
Xiao Xixi told him about borrowing the small kitchen.
Luo Qinghan said calmly: "You can handle this kind of trivial matter yourself."
Xiao Xixi smiled widely: "Thank you, Your Highness!"
Luo Qinghan: "Don't just thank you verbally, thank you in a more substantial way."
Xiao Xixi immediately covered her purse: "I have no money."
"I don't want your money."
Xiao Xixi covered her chest instead: "I sell my art but not my body."
Luo Qinghan asked back: "You are an orphan woman, does it matter whether you sell yourself or not?"
Xiao Xixi thought so too, so she let go of his hand and said shyly, "I sell my body, not my art."
Luo Qinghan couldn't bear it any longer, so he raised his hand and pinched her fair and tender face, then said after that.
"Your talent is too shocking, I am not worthy of it, so you can play a game of chess with me."
Hearing this, Nie Changping felt as if he had been pardoned, and immediately gave up his position to Xiao Liangdi.
He finally doesn't have to be bullied by the prince anymore!
Xiao Xixi looked at the chessboard in front of her: "Are you going to play Go?"
Luo Qinghan asked: "Can you get off?"
"Yes, I do."
In the past, she had played chess with her master and fellow disciples in the sect.
There was no other way. There were too few entertainment activities on the mountain. In order to kill time, they often gathered together to play chess. Later, Xiao Xixi invented mahjong and playing cards, and the master and his fellow disciples became addicted to gambling and could not extricate themselves.
Whenever she saw her Taoist master playing mahjong excitedly, she felt as if the TV channels were mixed up.
"Baizi goes first, you go first."
The prince's voice brought her thoughts back to reality from her memories.
She picked up a white piece and placed it in a position that she liked.
Luo Qinghan's black spot followed closely behind.
After dozens of rounds, there were more and more chess pieces on the board and the situation became more and more complicated.
Luo Qinghan's chess moves gradually slowed down.
He has a good overall view. Every time he plays chess, he will look at the overall situation and carefully consider the position of each chess piece. He may be at a disadvantage in the early stage, but in the middle and late stages, his previous careful layout will come into play. By the time the opponent reacts, he has already fallen into his trap and can only let him slaughter him in the end.
This is how Nie Changping lost to him.
It was clear that Nie Changping's side had the advantage at the beginning of each game, but in the end he was always defeated by the prince.
This kind of losing, where you see hope first and then get slapped in the face, is more depressing than losing all at once.
That’s why Nie Changping doesn’t like playing chess with the prince. The experience is extremely bad!
The prince was still sitting upright at this time. Even though he was sick, his posture was still upright, like a plum blossom blooming proudly in the snow, or a lonely moon on a winter night.
He stared at the chessboard in front of him, his dark eyes filled with deep silence.
After a long time, he placed the black piece in his hand on the chessboard.
His fingers are white, slender, and have distinct joints.
The cold white fingertips contrast sharply with the black chess pieces.
Just like a landscape painting with thick ink and heavy colors, it attracts people's attention inadvertently.
Hello, little fairy, I am the Manuscript Box.
You are right. As a mature manuscript storage box, I have to learn to add more chapters myself.
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