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Chapter 15 Blood Chess (2) However, this smile is a little more distant

I don't know whether His Highness was not taken seriously, or because his position as a companion meant that he had few things to do. Song Jiu lived a leisurely life, so leisurely that he almost forgot that he still had a mission.

After getting along with each other for a few days, Song Jiu could not figure out what the mission target's favorite thing was. His Highness seemed not to care much about everything.

Except spending more time on the chessboard.

Those who are close to Zhu are close to those who are black.

Song Jiu stood aside every day and watched His Highness play chess. He was so immersed in it that he actually saw some tricks.

The man dropped the black piece somewhere on the board.

This move seems to be a safe one and a wise one to protect one's own safety. However, if you think about it more, you will find that Black is obviously letting the water go, giving White a glimmer of hope.

Song Jiu couldn't help but said: "If the black stone falls here, it will be a stroke of genius. If you play chess like this, the white stone will definitely lose. Why should your highness take a long detour in vain."

Even a novice like him could see the flaws. How could His Highness be so careless and miss the opportunity to win?

Qin Han laughed and dropped the white piece again: "Xiaojiu knows that the chess game is like a battlefield, ever-changing, one step is wrong, and every step is wrong."

"Your Highness's metaphor is biased. The battlefield is a battlefield, and playing chess is playing chess. The former is about life, and the latter is just a way to please yourself. The two cannot be confused."

After thinking for a long time, the young man answered seriously.

These words made the man stunned, and the black chess piece in his hand did not fall down.

The young man ignored him and carefully played with the chess pieces, thinking about his next move.

A pair of eyes are as bright as stars, there is light in them.

In a daze, Qin Han saw himself as a child, the innocent boy who was full of enthusiasm for playing chess.

The young man was operating on the chessboard with a focused expression and no distractions, as if the only thing left in the world was the chess game in front of him.

Qin Han lowered his head and stared at the chess piece in his palm, and chuckled softly.

The phoenix eyes seemed to be filled with a little water.

Over the years, in order to gain power, he had to put on a mask of hypocrisy and show himself gentle, but his thoughts became more ruthless and he would do anything to achieve his goals.

Playing chess is no longer just a game of chess, but has become a tool for seeking power and position.

However, while reaping the benefits, he forgot about it.

If the mask is worn for a long time, it will grow on the face. If it is torn off, it will be bloody and bloody.

Utilitarian, hypocritical, cold-blooded...

Unknowingly, he had become what he once hated.

"Your Highness, why is your hand bleeding? Let go!"

The young man's anxious call brought Qin Han back to reality. He let go of his hand and saw that his fist was too hard and the chess piece cut a wound on his palm.

Afraid that the bandage might not be done well, the young man moved very carefully, and the concern in his eyes was obvious.

As for whether he really cares or has other motives, that's not necessarily the case. There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

Song Jiu, what is the purpose of your approach...

The curvature of the man's lips remained unchanged.

It's just that this smile is a little more distant.

……

The upper study room was the place where princes of all generations studied. Song Jiu followed His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince and quietly looked around.

The study is elegant, and the crowd is chatting and laughing. The man in the center is handsome, wearing a yellow robe embroidered with golden python thread, which only the current prince can wear.

Of course, if one ignores the turbid desire in his eyes, he can be called an heiress with extraordinary magnanimity.

"Fourth brother, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you feeling well? I've been busy with my affairs recently. I'm really ashamed that I couldn't come to see you." The prince had noticed the arrival of the two of them and greeted him with a smile. ''s fourth brother.

He said he was ashamed, but his face showed no shame at all.

There was a hint of sarcasm in the smile.

"My brother is worried, but my brother has recovered."

Qin Han lowered his extremely aggressive phoenix eyes, which made him feel less aggressive and more gentle. His handsome face is hard to look at, his tone is shallow, and he always has the attitude of being indifferent to fame and fortune.

Regardless of court affairs, he was unknown and almost deceived everyone.

The prince gritted his teeth in his heart, wishing to tear off his disguise.

Things have been inexplicably unsatisfactory recently. The tasks assigned by my father have not been completed, and several capable generals have been lost. They were either reported for corruption or bribery, or lost their lives in man-made disasters.

And all of this is the good deeds of his extraordinary fourth brother.

The prince's teeth were itching with hatred, but he couldn't find any evidence. He couldn't convict based on baseless conjectures, so he could only swallow this bad breath.

"It will be good if you recover. My fourth brother was born with a weak body. Don't let anything go wrong again and worry my father."

There are swords and swords between the lines, and they are clearly showing off. No one in the court knows that the emperor does not like the fourth prince. He has only visited the fourth prince since he was born, so there is no reason to worry.

He was afraid that he died in some accident and no one found out.

The prince has always disliked the fourth prince and always made things difficult for him. The two have been grudges for a long time, and all the princes are not surprised.

It stands to reason that the fourth prince has neither the support of his mother nor any power, but the prince is the heir who is at the height of his power, so why should he waste his time on a powerless waste.

However, the reason for this is not traceable.

The empress of the dynasty, the biological mother of the prince, once had a pretty personal maid. The maid was ambitious and unwilling to stay in slavery all her life, so she took advantage of the situation and used some tricks to successfully climb up the dragon. bed.

It is difficult to guard against domestic thieves. When the queen learned about this, she was furious and wanted to secretly kill the bitch who did not know whether to live or die. Unexpectedly, the bitch only accepted the dragon's favor once and became pregnant with the dragon's fetus. Soaring to the sky, sitting on the noble position.

Who would feel comfortable being betrayed by one of his own confidants? The queen's jealousy reached its peak when the nobleman gave birth to a prince. She was a little bastard all day long. The prince raised by her was also affected. Subtly, he also disliked the fourth prince.

If the fourth prince is really as cowardly and incompetent as he appears, then that's it. He is a tiger and wolf who cannibalize people without spitting out their bones. He is very cunning and shows no signs of weakness.

Although the prince was wary, he was wary of the fourth prince.

Little did he know that his own power had already been eroded little by little by the rebels, and he was only waiting for an order from the master behind the scenes to kill him without leaving a trace.

At this time, the prince was still arrogant and had no idea that the disaster was just around the corner.

The source of the disaster was the "gloomy" fourth prince in front of him.

After getting the result that he was satisfied with, the prince slowly returned to his seat. After a while, the master walked in with the ancient book.

At first, the prince pretended to listen to the class for a while, but then he became more and more bored. He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles and wished he could just leave. When he looked up and saw the eighth prince sitting in front of him, his playfulness suddenly increased.

Taking advantage of the gap when the master turned his back, the prince moved his feet harshly, and the eighth prince sitting in front fell to the ground with a bang.

The table and chair fell to the ground, and the huge collision attracted everyone's attention. The Eighth Prince stood up in embarrassment, but said nothing and silently raised the table and chair.

Coward.

He is as cowardly as his father who was ranked fifth in the court.

The prince's face was full of joy that his plan had succeeded, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

The master's face was solemn, and the ruler with a thick thumb knocked on the desk: "Your Highness, the Eighth Prince, if you don't want to listen to my class, just say so. I will never allow you to disrupt the order of the class."

The prince's position was close to the front, and the movement of stretching his legs was not covered up. All the princes could see clearly, but no one stood up and told the truth.

The masters remained silent, and the companions behind him naturally observed their thoughts silently, as if they could see nothing.

In ancient times, classes were distinct. If the master made a mistake, it was the slave who was punished.

The eighth prince's companion came out and knelt down tremblingly, with his palms facing up. The long and heavy ruler hit the palm of the hand hard. After a while, the palm of the reading companion was swollen and covered with blood.

The companion covered his painful palms, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, and stood back to his original position, with large drops of cold sweat flowing down his face.

The Eighth Prince remained silent, without even a word of consideration. Such a cold-blooded attitude inevitably made people feel chilling.

For a moment, the princes' companions were frightened and cowered.

The pride on the prince's face became even worse, and the companion behind him snickered and gloated.

Song Jiu looked at this farce and felt it was extremely ridiculous.

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