[Net King] Throwing down His Highness

Walking out of the courtyard slowly, Atobe felt his neck and back were chilly when he was blown by the oncoming windbag. It seemed that not only Tezuka Kunimitsu, but also himself was sweating during the half game just now.

He invited Tezuka to play chess, of course, not just to play with him for entertainment, but also to judge how much Tezuka Kunimitsu, who has lost his memory, still has "his" things.

Facts have proved that this half of the chess game is even more difficult than when the two met at the posthouse more than half a month ago, when they met their opponents for the first time.

What Tezuka Kunimitsu lost was only his memory. His martial arts, his courage, and even his strategy still exist, and they have not lost half a point.

Sometimes, opponents and friends are as rare and precious.

Looking at the world, there will not be too many such talents who are enough to rival him. Do you really want to keep him by your side and make him a "little wife" like a pet?

Atobe also felt that his thoughts were funny, patted his forehead, smiled and sighed, and moved on.

But he didn't know that Tezuka, who was leaning against the window, had seen all of these actions.

The body and mind are still at the extremes of fatigue and excitement, just playing a game of chess, why do you think so hard, as if a small slack will be swallowed up by thousands of troops hidden between black and white.

As a result, the body that was already weak after the injury would be hard to sustain in the middle of the descent. If His Highness Atobe hadn't stopped the chess game in a timely manner, at this moment, I'm afraid, I'm afraid...

His Royal Highness Atobu took care of him all the way, although he was sometimes domineering and liked to make fun of others, but his concern for himself was not fake at all.

Was what he just said about staying to be his "little wife" just joking?

Tezuka pressed his chest, feeling the sound and throbbing that almost burst out of his chest.

The past is confused, and looking back is even more directionless. The Ice Empire is beautiful and rich, and there are people like His Highness Atobe, really... can... stay?

This idea was just born, and what followed was not sweetness, shyness, or even happiness, but indescribable panic. It seemed that a voice shouted loudly in the back of my mind: No——No!

Tezuka hugged his head and shook it vigorously, trying to get rid of this extremely unpleasant hallucination.

When Atobe returned to his residence, Guan Yue was already waiting in the study.

"Ah, it's so early, have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet, I came here early when I knew His Highness was calling."

"It's not just for my uncle to call you, but what's the matter with you?"

Atobe keenly caught the urgency that could not be concealed from Guanyue's flickering pupils.

Guanyue bowed her head sincerely, "Your Highness's understanding of people and his sensitivity to insight, I really admire it!"

"Hey, I've heard this kind of talk thousands of times." Atobe pointed to the chair opposite, "Sit down, I don't need to flatter you. If you have anything to say, it's more suitable for me to say it straight."

Guanyue sat down as promised, clasped her fingers, and seemed to think carefully for a while before opening her mouth, "Although it's not very accurate, there seems to be something strange in the Shanbuki country."

Atobe didn't show any special surprise except for the sudden upturn of his eyelids. At this juncture, Ice Emperor could sit and watch while waiting for the opportunity to move. It was also Yamabuki, a powerful Kanto feudal clan, who made a difference, entirely on his As expected.

"Oh, have troops been dispatched?"

"No, it's just that the spies came to report that in the past two days, Chuanguo has been frequently dispatching troops to the border."

"Hey, your spies are everywhere."

Guanyue smiled, ignoring the meaning of beating in Atobu's words, "It doesn't matter what I do, what matters is, what does His Highness plan to do?"

"Why don't I talk about it later, let me hear your opinion first?" Atobe imitated the tone of observing the moon, with the corners of his lips raised a little bit, like encouragement, but also like inducement.

Guanyue lowered his eyebrows and thought again, in fact, he had made up his mind a long time ago, and what he cared about was only Atobe's position.

If he confides in his heart, there are two possibilities.

The first is that the Atobe adopted it, then the Ice Emperor will also be involved in the flames of war, but the result is very likely to weaken Lihai and Qingguo at the same time, gain the initiative in the Kanto area from then on, and take the most solid step towards hegemony step.

There is also a possibility that if the battle is unfavorable, with Keigo Atobe's shrewdness, he may suspect that he is using him. If his identity is revealed, the Kanto countries will turn their faces together, and it may even endanger the capital!

However, no matter for Ice Emperor or Kyoto, it is an opportunity that cannot be missed, and it will never come again!

Guan Yue bit her lip deeply, and then let go, between the paleness and blood color, she has made up her mind.

"I beg your pardon for taking the liberty to ask if the marriage contract between Your Highness and Yukimura Seiichi still counts?"

"Ah, what do you mean by that?"

Atobe smiled, he knew the current situation, Guanyue would not say any more boring words, but he still felt uncomfortable when he mentioned this "divorced eldest wife".

"If Bingdi and Lihai form a country of in-laws, then they should attack and defend together, work together to eradicate Qingguo and Shanbuki, and jointly dominate Kanto. On the contrary—" Guan Yuechang took a breath, and the excitement in his eyes became more obvious , "Your Majesty suggests that Your Highness, Chen Bing, stand on the sidelines for the time being, and when Qingguo and Lihai are both in danger, then join hands with Shanbuki to cut off these two powerful enemies first!"

"Oh, and then?" Hearing his fierce speech, Atobe remained calm.

"Then?" Guanyue was slightly surprised, "Is your highness referring to Yamabuki? Yamabuki is also considered powerful. After all, it is far from being comparable to Lihai and Qingguo. Naturally, he is not the opponent of Bingdi. In the future, he will subdue, weaken, or sweep away , but His Highness's words."

Atobe patted the armrest, stood up, walked in front of Guanyue, and leaned towards him, the corners of his lips raised even higher, "What I mean is, then, what about you? Waiting for this uncle to give you an official position." Become a noble, and reward good fields and beautiful houses?"

"Me?" Atobe's eyes and smile seemed to be soft and strong, and with a casual smile and a glance, there was an unavoidable sense of oppression with nowhere to hide. Guanyue knew that the most unwise thing to do at this moment was to lie. "Hehe, let's talk about the benefits that the minister wants at that time."

Atobe stared at him for a while, straightened his body, and nodded, as if agreeing with Guanyue's words, but did not directly make a choice, "Very well, from tomorrow onwards, Ice Emperor will also step up his food training, and at the same time send orders to all regions City Lord, lead the troops to gather at the border!"

Guanyue's footsteps were extremely fast, Langyue had already reached the top of the tree, and the coolness in the night air was getting heavier and heavier, but he still couldn't calm down his fiery mind and heart.

Finally said it!

His Highness Atobe is a smart person, he will not fail to judge whether his words are beneficial or harmful to Bingdi.

Success or failure depends on this. If this melee can weaken the Kanto kingdoms and allow the Ice Emperor to rise, with the special relationship between the Ice Empire and the royal family, Kyoto will be able to get rid of the situation that has been repeatedly threatened by powerful vassals for decades.

As long as you give yourself enough time, you will be able to revive the royal family's prestige, build your own strength, and no longer rely on anyone!

At that time, if Bingdi and Atobe Jingwu respected the royal family, they would support him in the world and achieve supremacy; if they followed the old path of Qingguo and Lihai, they would not be afraid to fight with them again!

Although the blood in Guan Yue's body was almost boiling, he could still distinguish the strange sound from the thin wind sound, and when he listened carefully, it turned out to be like the sound of sharp blades tearing the air?

Guanyue was taken aback, and looked up, behind the small door in front was... Yuta's residence?

He didn't dare to be negligent, so he ran over quickly, and passed through the door to an empty courtyard. Guanyue saw a figure moving and leaping vigorously, with the dagger in his hand flying up and down, dancing coldly.

Seeing that there was only Yuta alone, Guanyue was relieved and didn't bother him, just leaned against the door and watched with a smile.

After watching for a while, Guanyue felt something was wrong again, Yuta's moves were extremely fierce, he looked like he was not practicing sword, but trying to vent something.

"Yuta, stop!" Guanyue raised his voice to stop, if this continues, I'm afraid Yuta will consume too much energy.

The young man in front of him turned a deaf ear and acted like a madman. Even his strong sword energy couldn't hide his fierce eyes.

Guanyue frowned, folded a pole of green bamboo, found a gap, gritted her teeth and leaned forward, using the bamboo as a sword, thrust it abruptly through the cold light of Yutai's dance.

Hearing a crisp sound of "click", the green bamboo in Guanyue's hand shattered, and Yuta's moves were blocked for a while, the moment the sword tip hit the tip of his nose, he finally stopped.

"Yuta, what's wrong with you?" Guanyue grabbed Yuta's wrist and asked sharply.

Yu Tai was taken aback, at such a close distance, he saw a faint bloodstain on Guanyue's forehead, and a lock of forehead hair had been cut off by his own sword energy, flying with the wind.

Five fingers loosened, the dagger fell to the ground, Fuji Yuta's face was as pale as moonlight, and he muttered to himself, "Yes, I'm sorry... Guanyue... I didn't mean to hurt you..."

"It doesn't matter." Guanyue let go of Yuta's wrist, touched his shoulders with both hands, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you, this appearance makes me very worried?"

"It's nothing, I'm just panicking and wasting a little effort. I feel better now." Yuta leaned over and picked up the dagger, and put it back into his waist. "I'm going back to rest."

Yu Tai walked back to her room quickly, as if she wanted to hide something, and she didn't want to watch the moon and ask further.

As soon as he was about to close the door, Guanyue's palm pressed the door leaf without hesitation, his eyes that had always been gentle were also extremely firm.

"you--"

"Yuta, let me in, let's talk!"

The two held each other for a while, but Fuji Yuta gave up first, turned around silently and entered the room, standing with his back to Guanyue and hands down.

His back is young and straight, full of a vigorous sense of strength, but in Guan Yue's eyes, he is on the verge of breaking at a touch, extremely strong, but also extremely fragile.