The Rebirth of the Deposed Empress

She frowned, holding a white piece in her right hand, wondering where to place the piece.

Her frown deepened, and she impatiently brushed away the hair that was blown to her face by the wind, then resigned herself to her fate and picked up the book at hand.

He lowered his head to read a book for a while, then looked up at the chess game for a while, over and over again with his brows never relaxed.

Ye Buhuo watched her raising and lowering her head repeatedly like a chick pecking at food, and the more he watched, the deeper the smile on his lips became.

Finally, he spoke in a gentle voice and reminded:

“It’s the tit endgame.”

After hearing what Ye Buhuo said, Hua Wu Ke started looking in the book again, and after a while he found the titmouse endgame that Ye Buhuo mentioned.

As the book said, she finally placed the white piece in her hand.

Without much thought, Ye Buhuo picked up a black piece between two fingers and casually placed it on the chessboard.

Soon, he frowned slightly again, and then moved the black piece that had just fallen to another position.

How can I regret my move?

Hua Wu Ke was secretly delighted, as she had finally caught Ye Buhuo making a mistake during the game!

Hua Wu Ke raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his face, as if he had finally caught you, and said with great joy:

"Don't regret your move!"

Ye Buhuo raised his eyebrows, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and asked:

"Are you sure you won't let me regret my move?"

Hua Wu Ke slapped his white and tender palm on the stone table, with a righteous look, and answered without hesitation:

"Of course, I won't let you off just because you're a prince!"

Ye Buhuo looked at her with a smile, then shook his head helplessly and said:

"Miss Third won't let me regret my move, so I dare not disobey."

Seeing that Heizi was put back to his original position, Hua Wu Ke nodded with pretended satisfaction.

After picking up the white piece and thinking for a while, she resigned herself to picking up the book again.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt something was wrong.

"Why did you walk differently from what was described in the book?"

She buried her head in the book, muttering complaints, not noticing that Ye Buhuo's smile got even wider when he heard her words.

Hua Wu Ke looked at the chessboard for a while and suddenly found that the place where Ye Buhuo had placed the chess piece when he regretted his move just now was exactly the same as in the book.

According to the solution to the titmouse endgame in the book, White will definitely win in the end.

In other words, if she had not stopped Ye Buhuo from regretting his move, they would have followed the layout as described in the book, and in the end Hua Wuke's white pieces would have won.

In the end, she killed her own victory with her own hands?

Seeing Hua Wuke's eyes widened in disbelief, Ye Buhuo explained with a smile:

"The book's solution to the titmouse endgame is that white wins."

"I once played against someone with black pieces, and accidentally discovered a solution that allowed black pieces to win."

Hua Wu Ke snorted lightly.

"You're not even following the book, you're cheating!"

Hua Wu Ke's original intention was to change the subject casually, in order to cover up the fact that he had lost again.

Unexpectedly, Ye Buhuo nodded seriously.

"Sui Sui is right, it's my fault."

"Can I apologize to Sui Sui?"

Hua Wu Ke naturally "took advantage of others".

She raised her little face and said:

"I want to see how you make amends."

Hua Wu Ke followed Ye Buhuo and left the pavilion in the middle of the lake and returned to her room.

As soon as he entered the room, Ye Buhuo took out a ribbon.

He walked around behind Hua Wu Ke and blindfolded her.

"What kind of apology is this?"

Hua Wu Ke asked doubtfully.

"Don't rush, Sui Sui."

After saying this, Ye Buhuo touched her hair soothingly.

Then I heard the sound of Ye Buhuo walking out of the room.

??? Are you leaving now?

Hua Wuke was a little bit unbelievable. What was Ye Buhuo doing?

Before she could ask any questions, she noticed Qingzhu was undressing her.

"So Ye Buhuo's apology is to let me undress and rest in broad daylight with my eyes covered?"

This question left Qingzhu speechless and he just quickened his movements.

Soon, Qingzhu finished tidying up for Hua Wuke and left.

In just a few breaths, Hua Wu Ke realized that someone was holding his hand.

Ye Buhuo brought her to the bronze mirror and gently untied the ribbon.

Hua Wu Ke's eyelashes trembled a few times, and then her eyes slowly opened.

There is a beauty in the bronze mirror in front of me.

Her ink-black brocade-like hair hung down from her shoulders and neck, with a jade hairpin inserted diagonally on her head.

The beauty was wearing a smoky pink satin brocade skirt with colorful flowers. I wonder how skilled the embroiderer must have been to weave such a beautiful dress.

Those flowers seemed to be growing out of the hem of the skirt.

Hua Wu stared blankly at himself in the mirror and took a few tentative steps forward.

As the skirt flutters, the flowers are about to bloom.

"Does this apology require the Third Miss's heart?"

Ye Buhuo stood aside, looking at her leisurely.

Who doesn’t like a beautiful dress?

Hua Wu Ke happily looked left and right in front of the mirror and the more he looked, the more satisfied he felt.

She pretended to be dissatisfied and said:

"Hmph, barely worthy of my liking."

But the happiness in her heart had already sneaked out from her smiling eyes.

"Why did you suddenly give me a dress?"

Hua Wu Ke is not stupid enough to really think this is an apology.

Today's chess game is just to give her this dress. If she wins, it's a reward for her, and if she loses, it's an apology to her.

"Do you still remember the Autumn Dew Feast?"

Ye Buhuo asked back.

Hua Wu Ke suppressed his smile and nodded.

Thinking of the Qiulu Banquet, Hua Wu Ke thought of the dress that was soiled by Hua Fuyue.

Watching the smile on Hua Wu Ke's face gradually fade away, Ye Buhuo took a step forward and stood closely behind her.

Holding her hand, he said:

"I told you that you would have prettier dresses."

I thought that Ye Buhuo was just saying that casually to comfort her, but I didn't expect that he really took it to heart.

Hua Wu Ke glanced up slightly and met Ye Buhuo's eyes in the mirror.

Those eyes seemed so deep that one could not see the bottom, yet so shallow that they could not hide anything. One could see the bright love in them at a glance.

The next day in the military camp.

Ye Buhuo and his son Hua Rongyu stood in front of the military sand table, discussing the next deployment.

Hua Wujing was the first to say:

"The Northern Kingdom suffered heavy losses last time and was severely damaged. I'm afraid it won't have the strength to attack again in a few years."

Hua Rongyu nodded slightly, agreeing with Hua Wujing's statement, and then he said worriedly:

"The Western Country attacked Wucheng last time. I wonder if they will attack Wucheng again in the future?"

Ye Buhuo replied calmly:

"No. Although the Western Country has ambitions, it does not have the strength."

"If it weren't for the Northern Kingdom holding back the Northern Desert Pass last time, the Western Kingdom wouldn't have had the guts to go to war with us."

The worry on Hua Rongyu's face faded away.

"Your Majesty is right."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Hua Wujing casually stretched out his arms to stretch his muscles and bones, and said in a relaxed tone:

"This way, my soldiers at Beimo Pass can also have a good rest."