Later, when Helan Ruizhe moved into the East Palace, Yu Seung-ho began to climb over the wall of the East Palace.
Helan Ruizhe never liked him climbing over the wall, so the wall became higher and thicker.
But Yu Seung-ho still likes to climb over the wall. He said that this gives him a special sense of conquest.
If the master of the East Palace heard this, he would definitely say that this guy is a pervert.
Tonight, Yu Seung-ho tried to climb over the wall again, but he was caught by the guards of the East Palace every time. After so many times, the patrolling guards pretended not to see anything and turned a blind eye.
They were also helpless. This young master was really weird.
But even Yu Seung-ho himself did not expect that the wall that Helan Ruizhe built higher and higher year by year would one day lead to his downfall.
Maybe I had thought about it, but I didn't expect this day to come so soon.
Helan Ruizhe was playing chess under the wall, playing with himself.
The white and black pieces filled the board, but were disrupted by Yu Seung-ho's loud "Ouch!"
The force of Yoo Seung-ho's fall caused the chessboard to shake.
Helan Ruizhe looked at the chessboard that had been played for a long time and was suddenly disrupted, and then looked at the young man in red lying face down on the ground.
To show his anger, he decided not to go over to help him.
Even if he wasn't angry, he wouldn't go over to help.
"Ouch, it hurts so much!" Yu Seung-ho held his waist with one hand and his face with the other, and stood up tremblingly.
I looked back at where I fell, and saw that the grass was all crushed to death.
He touched his face and said, "Hiss—"
"No, Helan Ruizhe, why did you build the wall so high? If there were no stones on the ground, my handsome face would be ruined."
Helan Ruizhe avoided the second half of his sentence and replied, "To prevent thieves."
He also gave Yu Seung-ho a meaningful look.
Yu Seung-ho stared at him with his big, obviously innocent eyes, "I'm not a thief!!!"
Helan Ruizhe said calmly: "I didn't say you were a thief."
"Tsk," Yu Seung-ho said, holding his waist and slowly walking to Helan Ruizhe and his messed up chessboard. "What kind of chess are you playing? Tsk, I don't understand."
"The chess game has been disrupted."
As we all know, Yoo Seung-ho doesn't know how to play chess, so it's impossible to tell whether the chess moves are messy or not. What's more, the chess moves are just the right amount of messy.
"Wow, who's going that far?"
Yu Seung-ho looked very regretful.
Helan Ruizhe didn't say anything, just looked at him, as if saying "You did it."
Sure enough, Yoo Seung-ho understood: "What? I just got here, okay? Are you sure it was me?"
Helan Ruizhe nodded: "When you fell just now, it was shaken once. No, twice."
Another time is rebound.
"Hey, well," Yu Seung-ho took Helan Ruizhe's chess box and put all the black and white chess pieces in it. "Look, the problem is solved."
Helan Ruizhe: "..."
"Next time, could you please not climb the wall?"
It's a bit embarrassing and troublesome, really.
Who knew that Yu Seung-ho would flatly deny it: "No! How could I, the eldest young master of the Yu family, not be able to conquer even a wall?"
Helan Ruizhe: "..."
He found that it was becoming increasingly difficult to communicate normally with Yoo Seung-ho, so it would be better to just start a fight.
"Hey, if you hadn't taught me Qinggong, do you think I would be like this now?"
Helan Ruizhe: "...it's obvious that you can't learn it."
"Hey," Yu Seung-ho hated being told he couldn't learn this or that. He was the smartest guy in Funing (in his own opinion), "You have no patience at all, okay? You're not teaching me after just three days and you're not even qualified!"
"..." Helan Ruizhe was speechless, "You really don't have that talent."
Helan Ruizhe would not waste his time teaching light skills to someone who couldn't even fly a bench.
"Look, you're the type who values women over friendship," Yu Seung-ho said, looking irritated. "You were so patient when teaching Xiao Susu, but when teaching me, you didn't even give me a glance! No, not even half a glance."
After saying this, Helan Ruizhe rolled his eyes at him and fulfilled his wish.
Then, with a perfect smile that sent chills down one's spine, he said, "Who told you to call her Xiao Susu?"
mom……
Oh my god...
Yoo Seung-ho cried out in his heart, "Are people not even allowed to call me by my name now?!"
It was too much. Yu Seung-ho looked furious as he stood in front of Helan Ruizhe, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.
Because I can't beat...
He wanted to curse more, but the chapter would be blocked.
It's so difficult for him, it's really difficult.
"Oh, if you don't want to scream, then don't scream."
It’s easier to just give in.
"Why don't you sit down?"
Helan Ruizhe asked casually.
Yu Seung-ho stood up and has been standing there ever since. There are clearly three more stools here besides the seat where Helan Ruizhe was sitting.
As for why he kept standing, Yoo Seung-ho said: "I was afraid you would put something on my stool again."
The tone is a bit poignant and a bit funny.
In the past, Helan Ruizhe really liked to play tricks on people, especially Yoo Seung-ho.
There were a series of situations where it was dark, Yoo Seung-ho was not paying attention, Yoo Seung-ho did not see it, Yoo Seung-ho did not have time to see it, etc.
Helan Ruizhe brought in cacti, chili oil, sawdust, and even caterpillars, all kinds of weird things.
If we put ourselves in the shoes of poor Young Master Yu, they were both taught by Grand Tutor Yu, had been classmates for ten years, and had known each other for twelve years. The number of times that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had teased Young Master Yu could only be described as countless.
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