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Chapter Ninety-Three: Returning from the Old Friend (1)


Emperor Xiao stayed in the city lord's mansion and refused to leave.

In Liuyuan, Gu Mingxuan dropped his son and said coolly: "I sent out five groups of people one after another, but no one could stop Yun Xiu.

At this time, he is afraid that he has fled back to Xiliang."

Xiao Lin was lying on the railing, his cloud sleeves and black hair like splashes of ink hanging to the ground, but he didn't seem to care.

"Since you and I can force him once by working together, we can naturally force him a second time."

"Since we want to join forces, why are you still staying with me?"

Gu Mingxuan's eyes flashed coldly, his wrist flipped, and a white jade chess piece flew towards his face.

"Senior brother, although we have been exchanging letters, we may not have seen each other for a long time, so we don't allow junior brother to reminisce about the past.

Donghe lost Yunxiu, just like the eagle lost its arms.

Sooner or later, the remaining half of the country will not be full of senior brothers.

"He chuckled, turned over deftly, and dodged.

Gu Mingxuan snorted coldly: "Gu doesn't remember when he had a junior brother like Mr.

Xiao."

"It doesn't matter whether you remember it or not, as long as you have it."

He turned over and sat up, sitting opposite him, "It's boring to be with you, why don't I accompany you to play a round, junior brother?

If I win, junior brother, let me Meet Aning” "It's up to you" Xiao Lin laughed and said: "Master once said that you are the most proud disciple he has ever accepted.

You are perfect in all the formations and formations of Qimen Bagua.

Junior brother, I started late and did not have the chance to see my senior brother's style.

I am lucky enough to see you today."

Ichiban.”

As he spoke, he had already made the first move quickly.

Gu Mingxuan leaned back in his chair, and a white piece he was rubbing with his fingertips was flicked up by his thumb.

It leisurely spun a few times in the air and landed steadily on the chessboard.

Xiao Lin said nothing and became serious.

They come from the same school, and they all have extraordinary talents.

Naturally, they are not comparable to ordinary people, so the situation suddenly became tense at the beginning.

Gu Mingxuan still had a leisurely and contented expression, but his eyes were obviously much more eager, and his chess style was not as gentle and gentle as before.

When I play chess with Yan Ning, I naturally have the fun of playing with her children.

I hope I can play as long as possible.

It's even possible to lose half the next game.

It doesn't matter whether she wins or loses in the end, as long as she is happy.

Playing chess with Xiao Lin felt like he was truly shirtless and his blood was flowing.

Careful at every step, planning step by step, the duel between masters means that you can't make a wrong step.

Just one step and everything will be lost.

And in any duel involving Aning, he can only win but not lose.

For a time, the entire atmosphere of the Liuyuan seemed to be frozen.

In the silence, there was only the sound of Yuzi hitting the chessboard.

This game lasted from afternoon to sunset, and night fell.

During this period, Lu Li came twice and quietly retreated.

"Have Qing'er gone to bed?"

After dinner, Yan Ning had nothing to do and continued to embroider her flowers.

While doing so, she asked the two newly assigned maids.

A maidservant, about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a light green dress, replied: "Miss Qing has already gone to bed."

Yan Ning nodded, carefully threaded the needle, and after a while asked again: "Has the city lord had dinner?"

Another maid said timidly: "Hui Hui, madam, the Lord of the City and Mr.

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Xiao are playing chess in the Liuyuan Garden, and it's not over yet."

"When did it start?"

"I heard it's noon."

The little maid in red was so nervous that her whole body was shaking.

Yan Ning gave her a strange look: "Why are you so nervous?"

The maid in the light green dress hurriedly pulled the person next to her to kneel down and kowtowed: "Madam, please forgive me.

My little sister is still young and has just arrived.

I was shocked by Madam's appearance and demeanor.

I hope Madam will not care about it.

I thank Madam."

Yan Ning turned her eyes to the maid in a light green dress.

It was really rare for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old to advance and retreat in such a controlled manner.

Then he said softly: "Raise your heads."

The two slowly raised their heads, but Yan Ning gradually stayed where she was.

An excited voice came from behind: "Zhelan" A blue-grey figure flew past from a distance, stopped in front of the two people, held her arm and asked excitedly: "What is your relationship with Zhelan?"

" The two maids looked at him blankly, looked at each other and shook their heads.

The maid in light green clothes said, "The slaves don't know anyone named Zhelan."

"It's so similar."

Lu Li was stunned and let go.

"Okay, you go down first."

Yan Ning waved her hand and said tiredly.

The two bowed and retreated, and Lu Li sat down helplessly.

"She looks too much like Zhelan, doesn't she?"

Yan Ning shook her head and smiled bitterly and said, "It's been so long after all.

I've almost forgotten everything about Fengming Village.

Why do you, Lu Li, bother to remember it?"

"I had given up looking for him long ago and couldn't help it when I saw a similar face."

Lu Li slowly closed his eyes and sighed.

Zhelan, a name that had been forgotten for a long time, was mentioned again after going through so many life and death situations.

The feeling of being separated from this world came over me.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty years have passed.

They are all old, but brother Zhelan and other friends from Fengming Village, who they never forgot about in the past, still don't know where they are.

At that time, the wet nurse brought her, who was under three years old, and Ning Chan, who was not yet under the age of 1, to Fengming Village, hoping to settle down there from now on.

They don't seek wealth and fame, they only seek stability for the rest of their lives.

They were always bullied when they first came here, and Zhelan always stood up to protect them.

Zhelan is several years older than all of them, and has always been protecting everyone like an older brother.

He went to private school, and when he came back, he would polish the edge of the bluestone at the entrance of the village and teach everyone how to read.

The boy was warm and bright, like a ray of light illuminating the road ahead for them.

But he himself was drowned in the fire in Fengming Village.

Lu Li had the deepest relationship with Zhelan, so naturally he couldn't accept it, so he searched for his whereabouts when he first wandered around the world.

Gradually, he finally became disappointed and gave up searching.

This person was never mentioned again, and he never talked to Yan Ning about Fengming Village.

Both of them seemed to have forgotten, but they both knew clearly that no matter how much time passed, there would always be those indelible marks in their hearts.

"Lu Li, forget it."

Yan Ning sighed, then stood up holding on to the table, "I'm going to look for Ah Xuan."

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"Don't forget to check the details of those two girls just now."

When she walked to the door, she pursed her lips and smiled: "I never think that coincidences really exist in the world, it's just a deliberate attempt to create mystery."

The most invisible thing in this world is the human heart.

Even if it is covered with all kinds of false appearances and has changed its appearance, it is still difficult to conceal its dirty, ugly and evil nature.

She thought she could spend the rest of her life in peace and quiet, but the moment she reunited with Gu Mingxuan, she understood that everything seemed to be back to where it started.

However, she is no longer the Princess Donghe who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, but he has become the absolute ruler of half of the country and is supported by all people

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