"Master, will there be no problem in guiding the young master like this?" The young master has a simple personality. Even if he presses eight heads, he will not be stronger than Yan Weile, who is brave and good at fighting. [26nbsp;]

"This is just a way to motivate him. If that woman is really so important to him, then Qi Yuan will definitely try his best to make himself stronger." Luo Zhongxing sighed. When did he even plan to plot against his son? "If Qi Yuan's temperament does not change, how can he gain a foothold in the officialdom in the future."

"I understand."

"You helped him take good care of his body recently."

"Yes, Master!"

"It's a turbulent time now, but I have a bad premonition, and I always feel that a storm is coming..."

"So Qiyuan must grow up as soon as possible."

"Young Master will understand the Master."

The old butler looked up and saw Luo Zhongxing with a worried look on his face. The master looked very bad. Recently, he has been unable to fall asleep every day because of the young master's affairs. He has to deal with so many political affairs, so he is inevitably exhausted. Hey, I hope the young master can become sensible sooner.

"I hope so." It seems to be saying to the old butler, or to myself, to add more comfort.

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The storm is unpredictable, and every step is to take action. White and black pieces have their own advantages. The person who controls the chess pieces on both sides makes everything look even more beautiful. A purple robe is wearing a golden crown, and a small golden dragon is wrapped in a wisp of the ground. The finale between the sleeves and sleeves is inlaid with golden silk, which makes it extremely luxurious. Yun Huan concentrates his mind and calmness, and he feels oppressive as if he meets the opponent. He glances at the chessboard sideways, holds the ball with his left hand and raises his hand and hangs in the air for a long time. After thinking for a while, he falls into the grid, and his body exudes a natural majesty.

However, the person holding the white sacred hand has a smile between his eyebrows and eyes, which is as ethereal as a formation of blue smoke. He is elegant and noble in every move, and the corners of his lips are slightly raised. He seems to be facing everything in the most modest attitude. His eyes are clear and black. You are the ink traces that are stained with clear and deep.

"Your Majesty, please." Xiao Jingchen then dropped the white seeds, took the tea cup that had been soaked for a long time and took a sip. The tea temperature changed slightly and the taste was a little worse, so he accidentally took a second sip and put it back to its original place.

Yun Huan looked at the white piece he fell down and frowned slightly. He could not have imagined that he would break the siege so quickly. The single piece would give Bai Zi in the chessboard the advantage, just like he had predicted the game he had just set.
Chapter completed!