Shadowguard in disguise as a sheep

Ying Yi bowed slightly, calm, I will deal with you when I have time, but now is not the time: "Third Prince, please go slowly..."

Ji Hui snorted coldly and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Ying Yi returned to the room: "Master, what would you like to have for lunch?"

At the end of the season, he noticed the reddish mark on Yingyi's chin with sharp eyes, pursed his lips, and then smiled as usual at the corner of his mouth: "Will the truth come at noon?"

"Yes"

"Just do what you like. You don't have to stay by my side all the time. If you have anything to do, just go by yourself."

Ying Yi nodded, but still stayed by Ji Mo's side.

"Take me to the study, I haven't read a book for a long time, the study... is it ready?"

At the end of the season, when he mentioned that he wanted to read, he remembered that there was no study room when he came here. Now that he wants to read, I'm afraid it hasn't been furnished yet.

"It's ready." Ying Yi had already started to arrange it the day he came back from the mission, and he found a lot of books inside. He had long thought that the master needed books to relieve boredom.

At the end of the season, he was surprised and a little natural, as if Yingyi should be so caring, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Come with me, if I am tired from reading, you can read for me for a while, the mantra is here, let's go again." come out"

Ying Yi nodded, and pushed Ji Mo towards the study room, Ji Mo entered the study room, looked around, the study room was well furnished, it was enough to see how hard the people who arranged it...

Leaning against the desk by the window, there are good pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the table, and vigorous potted plants on the table. Looking out of the window, the view happens to be the acacia tree outside the courtyard. The tree is blooming at this time, and the pink flowers are embellished. The whole tree looks cute with plush, and there are several rows of neat bookshelves, which are neatly filled with books. Their heights are so intimately set that they can just reach the upper part of the top row of books when sitting with your hands stretched out. Yingyi even gave a booklet to the end of the season, which clearly stated the title, location, and location of each type of book, meticulously and neatly.

At the end of the season, his eyes were slightly bent, and his fingers slid across the rows of book titles. The four books and five classics are complete, and there are customs and customs, myths and legends, self-cultivation and family preparation, full of novels, and the end of the season was silent for a while...

Until Yingyi asked him: "Master, there is still something lacking, I will immediately order them to make up for it"

At the end of the season, he shook his head: "I'm just wondering, you've always been by my side, how can you still have time to do these things that entertain me so perfectly."

Ying Yi was praised by the end of the season, and there was no trace of joy on his face. He was calm and calm, as if he should satisfy the master like this: "Short-term sleep is enough for the subordinates, and the master sleeps more deeply. When the time comes, the subordinates will do some chores..."

The end of the season nodded: "You go out and do your work first, if I have something to do, I will call you"

At noon, Mantra was stuck at the meal time, and in the name of seeing a doctor, he came over openly for a meal, and then entered the study with Ji Mo, the two sat on both sides of the chessboard, and started to play chess...

"You haven't played for ten years, how many steps should I let you?" Zhenyan said with a smile.

At the end of the season, he raised his eyes, with a gentle smile on his lips: "Let me let you, so as not to say that I bully you later."

Mantra pouted: "Old game, you black and I white, if you lose, you have to lend me Yingyi for a few days, how about it?"

"Others are easy to say, but he is the only one who can't," Ji Mo lazily replied with his long and slender fingers holding on to the black chess piece.

"So reluctant?"

"I can't sleep well without him..."

Mantra's eyes widened in an instant: "Could it be that you sleep with your arms around him at night, at the end of the season, when did you develop this quirk?"

At the end of the season, he was startled and slept with his arms in his arms. This method seems to be good!

"He's by my bedside, so I feel more at ease."

Mantra took the first step, "I just want to borrow him for a few days, and help me pick some medicines. The medicine is not for you, so that your legs will be better. The fresh medicine is better, too hospital. It doesn’t seem to be there, and I’m afraid of letting others go, and most of our people are busy... Yingyi’s martial arts is good, so I can rest assured that he goes..." Every inconspicuous chess piece is indispensable in the game Yes, and Yingyi's martial arts is strong, and he is relatively sure, so it is still very dangerous for ordinary people.

At the end of the season, I thought for a while: "If I let you ten steps, you can beat me, I will agree..."

Hearing the truth, he sat upright, and it would be a fool not to take advantage of it. He walked ten steps cautiously, and then raised his eyebrows: "At the end of the season, you see me as rubbish. Let me see how you win?"

After the time of two cups of tea, Ying Yi, who was standing outside, could not hear the voice of the mantra——

"Why are you so perverted!"

What responded to him was a low laugh at the end of the season: "Truth, the way you blow up when you lose has not changed at all."

"No, let's play again!"

"There is no chance of a comeback."

"Hey, at the end of the season, let's play another game, let's change to another game and see who is the king."

At the end of the season, he nodded: "What is the current situation of the three factions in the DPRK and China?"

"Ji Hui and Ji Ye are in the same situation, the neutral faction sees them dog-eat-dog!"

"It seems that it's not lively enough, let Ji Hui suffer a little bit, the right of the neutral faction to watch the fire from the other side should be ours..." At the end of Ji, he ate a chess piece of Mantra, with a deep smile.

"So you want?"

"The frontier is not stable. Those who are eyeing military achievements can move now. Father is tired of watching them fight. He will want to expand the strength of the neutral faction. Our time has come. Those seasons Hui, the nails around Ji Ye, let them make a lot of trouble, as for those who want to reap the benefits of fishing, let them continue to dream..."

Some things are most beautiful when they are destroyed...

"After half a year, I will stand up, but I haven't studied for ten years. I don't understand too much. I have to rely on my father's teachings and instructions. Believe me, my father will be happy..." That man is keen on the throne, and he can't He would be willing to leave the power too early, but his child can't hold back anymore, I can be his puppet...

Mantra clapped his hands and smiled: "I'm starting to look forward to it!"

How many bones will it take to pave the road leading to the highest position of the Golden Luan Hall?

I believe that there must be many...

"At the end of the season, you are so smart, I can't believe it, that person said you will lose!" Mantra said when he realized that the end of the season had forced himself into another dead end, he put down his chess pieces in frustration.

"No, I won't lose." Ji Mo smiled lightly, his expression and tone of voice were extremely confident.

"The winning or losing that he said has never been the way I judge my own winning or losing."

Mantra propped up his chin in doubt: "Then how do you judge whether you win or lose?"

"To achieve the goal is to win, and to fail to achieve is to lose..." At the end of the season, he began to pack up the chess pieces, holding black chess pieces with white fingertips. Killing spirit.

Mantra nodded: "Then what is your purpose?"

At the end of the season, he gently raised his eyes. Qing Juan's face is so beautiful, and the smile on his lips is so gentle and elegant, but the depths of his eyes are cold, making it hard to see through: "What do you think?"

Mantra responded with a shudder...