The direction of the chess peak suddenly changed. An Ruoyu intercepted three pieces in a row, blocking Mo Yuzhuang's great chess position. He pressed forward step by step, setting up defenses with his pieces. Within ten steps, he trapped Mo Yuzhuang's white piece.

There was an uproar outside the chess court, and everyone praised Mr. Soul Chess for his superb chess skills and his reputation as the Soul God of the chess world.

Murong Qiulian looked at the chess position on the chess table where An Ruoyu had turned the danger into safety. His expression remained unchanged, but he had doubts in his heart.

Murong Qiulian knew An Ruoyu's character very well. If Mo Yuzhuang hadn't violated An Ruoyu's bottom line, An Ruoyu would never have gone against his orders.

Because Murong Qiulian knew that being able to leave the palace was such a great temptation for An Ruoyu, and that kind of temptation was enough to make An Ruoyu give up her life.

What did Mo Yuzhuang say to An Ruoyu? To make An Ruoyu give up the chance to leave the palace, but also threaten to keep the imperial edict? [

On the chessboard, there were almost no stones to move. With the last three stones, Mo Yuzhuang took the first step and placed the white stone in the middle of the three empty stones, separated by the two black stones.

Murong Qiulian raised his eyes and looked at the chess positions that the historian had newly placed on the large chessboard. He shook his head and smiled softly, with ripples on his lips. The outcome on the chessboard had already been determined.

If the mind is unstable, the Qi will be chaotic; if the Qi is unstable, the spirit will be scattered!

Mo Yuzhuang only focused on defense, but ignored that sometimes on the chessboard, it was necessary to take the initiative, just like in battle, where two armies faced off, and the outcome was determined by winning an important level.

How could someone who is an experienced chess player like An Ruoyu not know such a simple thing?

In this round, Mo Yuzhuang lost.

At this moment, a man in similar clothes to Rong Yu quickly ran into the arena. When he saw Murong Qiulian, he didn't salute or address him by name. He lowered his head and whispered a few words in Murong Qiulian's ear.

Murong Qiulian's expression changed drastically, "What? Prince Baoxi was lost? Was he kidnapped together with Princess Baoxuan?"

After saying this, the man retreated to Murong Qiulian's side, leaving Murong Qiulian's front to An Ruoyu who picked up the chess pieces and put them down.

There is only one child left to decide the fate of himself and Xi'er for the rest of their lives. Will they lose or win? If they lose, they can leave the palace. If they win, they will stay forever.

You should lose!

An Ruoyu thought about it again and again, then put the black piece in her hand towards the chessboard. When she was about to hit it, she suddenly stopped.

What if Mo Yuzhuang tells Yan'er about Yuxuan's existence? Yan'er, will she no longer even think about seeing her?

An Ruoyu looked at the chessboard, hesitant.

Suddenly he raised his head and saw Murong Qiulian's face. He was talking!

What are you talking about? Xi'er is lost?

Shocked, the black piece fell into the chess bowl with a 'pop' sound. An Ruoyu stood up straight, looked at Murong Qiulian's solemn expression, pushed away the guards of the chess field like a madman, and ran out.

"Is it true? Is it true?"
Chapter completed!