Yu Qing also knew that he could not change anything by doing this, but he just wanted to tell Yu Wenyuan in another way, what happened to the servant? You just have a better background than me!
After many rounds of back and forth, Yu Qing raised his eyebrows and suddenly slowly dropped a piece. He finally adjusted the chess game to the state he wanted and waited to see what Yu Wenyuan would do.
Yu Wenyuan was always slow to play. After staring at the chess game for a while, anxiety gradually appeared in his eyes, his face was full of uneasiness, and a chess piece he was twisting couldn't fall down.
After waiting for a while, it was still not there, so slowly that the two people in the study couldn't stand it any longer.
Wen Xin slowly lowered her head and said nothing. Even if she didn't look over, just by looking at the reactions of both players, it was obvious that Yu Wenyuan was having a very difficult time. He must have hit a big hurdle this time.
She didn't understand. The chess game had reached this point. Did she really think she had any hope of winning? Why not give up and give up?
In her opinion, losing to Yu Qing was nothing, after all, it was that possible existence.
Xiaohong turned around and left, leaving the study, wanting to see what was going on.
She brought the tea back to the pavilion and found that Yu Wenyuan had not drank the tea from beginning to end, but she still changed it for him and Wen Kui.
Yu Qing still has no share. A servant is a servant. There is no reason to drink tea on an equal footing with the master.
Putting down her work, she began to take a closer look at what was going on in the chess game. As she watched, Xiaohong gradually understood why Mr. Yuwen had difficulty making moves.
The chess game has fallen into a stalemate, with both sides hanging on by a thread. It feels like no matter which side takes the wrong direction, the whole game will be lost. Both sides have reached the critical moment of victory or defeat.
how so? Xiaohong was very surprised. This was the first time she saw such a chess game. At first she thought Mr. Yuwen had lost, but it turned out that there was no tie.
Only then did she realize that she had underestimated Mr. Yuwen.
After waiting and watching for a while, he fell into the same state as Wen Kui, because subconsciously he was on the side of Yu Wenyuan who was hesitant, and they were all on Yu Wenyuan's side, wondering where to make the next move.
If you don't think about it, then forget about it. Once you think about it, your thoughts are immediately pulled into the chess game. You are trembling with fear, feeling the crisis at every step, and don't know where to go.
Only when you fall into it do you realize how difficult the choice before you is. If you go in the wrong direction, you will lose everything, but if you go in the right direction, you will become a winner.
Victory or defeat is almost on a thin line. This kind of choice is really life-threatening. How to choose?
No matter how difficult it is, we still have to continue. Yu Wenyuan dropped a piece and began to fight for the situation.
Yu Qing followed up with a slap.
After the two went back and forth, Yu Wenyuan fell into difficulty again.
Xiao Hong, who was watching, stared closely at the chessboard, clenching his fists subconsciously, and found that the chess game had come back in another situation. Some positions that Mr. Yuwen finally opened were intertwined again under the pressure of Aqing step by step. It became another game where "win or lose is decided by a thin line."
It was this life-threatening choice again. Yu Wenyuan was sweating on his forehead, his eyes were full of anxiety, and his face was full of uneasiness.
He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the other party. Opposite him was a servant. If he lost, it would be disgraceful.
He has been burdened with invisible pressure.
The point is, he still has hope of winning, so how can he be willing to give up.
He raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat, took a deep breath, put in all his efforts again, and immersed himself in the battle between life and death.
The move...
After a few more rounds, Xiaohong's scalp became numb, his eyes widened, and his breathing became short.
She discovered that Mr. Yuwen was fighting for the situation again, and came back again, and once again presented the choice of "win or lose on a thin line" in another situation.
As a bystander, she was almost stunned.
Repeated life and death choices followed one after another, and it seemed that she, a bystander, would be exhausted, let alone Yu Wenyuan himself.
Yu Wenyuan's breathing was heavy and rapid, his eyes were red, and he was staring at the chessboard. His face turned red and white, and beads of sweat were falling on his chin. The twisted chess piece has been difficult to fall down, and the hand is shaking. I don't know if it is due to fatigue caused by hanging for too long.
He just felt like he was leading an army to charge into battle at this time. After countless battles and desperate efforts, he was exhausted. However, the lives of so many people under his command were counting on him. On one hand, victory was in sight, and on the other hand, victory was in sight. If something goes wrong, it will be irreversible, what can he do? Don’t work hard to keep your spirits up...
call! Wen Kui suddenly raised his head and let out a long breath. He was almost suffocated by the chess game. Fortunately, he was not a player in the game and had distracting thoughts in his mind, so he got rid of it in time.
Suddenly he was startled again, realized something was wrong, and glanced at Yu Qing coldly.
At first, I thought that Yu Qing was letting Yu Wenyuan have his way by not killing Yu Wenyuan. But now I realized that this was not the case at all. He should have deliberately spared Yu Wenyuan from killing him.
One or two decisions where "win or lose is right between a thin line" can be said to be a coincidence. But these three times in a row, can it still be a coincidence?
Looking at Yu Qing's reaction again, he was really bored waiting for the opponent's move. He was playing with the chess pieces in his hands, occasionally looking at his feet under the table, occasionally straightening his clothes, occasionally touching his mustache, and occasionally tilting his head. Look at the flowers and plants in the yard, and follow them closely if other servants pass by.
In short, there are more small actions.
Wen Kui confirmed that the two sides in the game were not on a thin line between victory and defeat. On the surface, it looked like this, but in fact, it was a one-sided crushing of strength.
Just because he understood it, he was suddenly frightened. The ability of a person who could set up such a decision-making situation one after another in these small squares was simply terrifying. This was the first time he had seen a monster with such ability. Who is this person?
Besides, this is not playing chess, this is clearly killing one's heart!
He stared at Yu Qing, he really didn't know what to say. Please cheer up, you don't have to kill people, right?
He quite doubted that this guy wanted to show off his superb skills so that he could receive a reward, right?
Apart from this reason, he couldn't figure out why this guy of unknown origin did this.
Looking at Yu Wenyuan's situation again, Wen Kui was almost shocked, but he didn't expect that Yu Wenyuan had turned into that ghostly look.
He realized clearly that he could no longer worry about it. It was not impossible to hold back the discomfort even if he was trapped in a chess game. If Yu Wenyuan continued to be trapped in the game, he would have to vomit blood. This was not impossible.
He immediately decided to intervene decisively, which was not what a gentleman would do, and interfered and interrupted the chess game.
He suddenly took action, grabbed Yu Wenyuan's trembling hand that was twisting the chess piece, and said in a deep voice: "Master, don't play again."
Yu Qing looked stunned and a little speechless. Don't you know that he was silent while watching the chess game? Isn't this disruptive?
Although Yu Wenyuan, whose eyes were bloodshot, had raised his head to look at Wen Kui, the confusion on his face had not disappeared. He was obviously still in the chess game, breathing heavily: "I haven't lost, it's not over yet, I'm still Didn’t lose.”
Xiao Hong, who woke up next to him, was stunned. He stared at Yu Wenyuan's ghostly appearance, his bloodshot eyes, his breath was rapid and uneven, his pale face was red, his head was sweating profusely, and his clothes were covered with sweat. It was soaked and clinging to my body.
She was really a little frightened. She wasn't that scared when she came here before, but why did she become like this in the blink of an eye? And she didn't notice it at all.
Seeing Yu Wenyuan's startled look, Wen Kui became more and more afraid to let it go. He stood up, squeezed Yu Wenyuan's hand hard, shook it, and said sternly: "Sir, it's almost noon, and I want to entertain you. Do you want our elderly clan leader to wait for your meal?"
Hearing this, Yu Wenyuanfang felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. His eyes regained clarity full of exhaustion in an instant. He turned his head and looked at the scene outside the pavilion, astonished: "It's noon so soon?" It seems that he did not expect this game of chess. The whole morning has passed before it even ended.
He looked back at the chessboard.
Wen Kui didn't want him to fall into it again, so he dragged him away from the chess game, "Don't play anymore. This game is a tie. Master, the master is waiting for you. Come on!" He extended his hand to invite him.
Peace? Yu Qing was speechless again, but he had no right to speak in this situation. Wen Kui said that peace would naturally mean peace, and he had to admit that he lost.
Yu Wenyuan, who was still a little distracted, said oh. When he stepped down the steps, he suddenly stepped on a halfway step and missed it. With a pop, he stumbled and fell to his knees.
"Yeah!" Xiao Hong exclaimed, hurriedly ran out, and together with Wen Kui who was in a hurry, he helped the person up with his left and right hands.
Yu Wenyuan said from side to side: "It's okay, it's okay."
Xiaohong had already hurriedly bent down to help him clean the hem of his gown.
In the study, Wen Xin in front of the window finally saw her fiancé clearly. She didn't expect him to look like this for the first time, and he happened to be kneeling towards her.
She was also stunned and speechless. For a moment, she lost the shyness and nervousness of peeking at her fiancé for the first time. Instead, her eyes fell on Yu Qing who followed him out of the pavilion. She saw Yu Qing hiding behind a few people and could not be found for a moment. Looks like a place to help.
She didn't understand. It was just a chess game. How could Yu Wenyuan play like this?
Wen Kui helped Yu Wenyuan and took him away quickly. He regretted that he should not have let Yu Qing play chess with Yu Wenyuan. He did not expect that it would be like this. The key is that Yu Qing asked him for help. The opinion is what he means.
The clan leader Wen Qiang wanted Yu Wenyuan to leave a good impression on Wen Xin so that he would feel at ease. Wen Kui did not expect that it would backfire. He only hoped that Wen Xin would not see Yu Wenyuan in such a mess. look.
"Okay, you go back."
When they reached the moon gate separated by a wall, Wen Kui turned around and told Xiao Hong and Yu Qing not to send them off any more.
When leaving, Wen Kui glanced at Yu Qing meaningfully.
After receiving this look, Yu Qing froze on the spot.
After the incident, he also regretted it and reflected, is this chess ability something that a servant can possess? Knowing that he was impulsive, he couldn't help but think of what his senior brothers had said against him becoming the leader. It seemed that they were right. Young people are impulsive and uncertain.
Xiao Hong ran back with her skirt in hand because she saw Wen Xin walking towards the pavilion.
