Devil's Concubine

Chapter 283 The country is beautiful and heavenly, everyone is like a dragon (5)
The two of them were even secretly envious of Mo Ranchen. Such a beautiful woman, needless to say, is peerless, but her intelligence and courage alone are enough to make countless good men bow down.

Thinking about this, the two looked at each other, and there was deep worry in their eyes...

Dawn breaks and the breeze blows slowly.

In Liufang Garden of the Prince's Mansion, under the camphor tree, next to the swing frame.

Chu Yunshang was wearing a light blue pleated skirt with a few butterflies stabbed on the hem of the skirt. Occasionally, she stretched her waist lazily, the skirt fluttered, and a few golden butterflies came alive, as if they were about to flutter their wings.

She held a chess piece in one hand, rested her chin in the other hand, slightly frowned her delicate brows, stared at the chessboard in front of her, hesitating, for a long time, the chess piece never dropped.

Mo Ranchen, who was dressed in scarlet clothes, was sitting opposite her, with a gentle smile on his face. He did not urge Chu Yunshang to settle down, but admired her delicate posture very much. It was overflowing, but it couldn't cover up the rich and delicate fragrance that Chu Yunshang exuded.The aroma is pungent, and people are more fragrant than tea!

After a while, Chu Yunshang held the sunspot down and said with a light smile, "Your Highness, can't you let me?"

"How do you want me to let you?" Mo Ranchen said, dropping Baizi casually.

"The zygote is a long dragon. It is obvious that it wants to swallow my chess piece in one gulp. It is too ambitious, so it may not be good." Chu Yunshang took a sunspot, gently dropped it, and said in a deep voice.

"Playing chess is like fighting, so you must not give an inch. If there is no ambition on the chessboard, sooner or later you will be killed and lose your armor, and you will be defeated." A white piece fell, and Mo Ranchen's voice was leisurely.

"Although this is the case, there is no need to press every step of the way. It is the best way to lure the enemy with falsehood and falsehood." Chu Yunshang flicked his fingers, the fingertips were round and pale, against the background of the black chess pieces , not inferior to the rising sun in summer, it is dazzling.

Mo Ranchen smiled slightly: "Sometimes, in order to achieve the goal, unscrupulous means are the best means."

Bai Zi fell down and gently knocked away a few sunspots, Mo Ranchen spoke softly, but his strikes were merciless.

"That's true, but if that's the case, it's a failure." Chu Yunshang dropped Hei Zi, and his emotions did not fluctuate.

Mo Ranchen was slightly curious, looked at the chessboard, frowned and thought for a while, then laughed out loud: "I'm going to lose."

Heizi slashes the white dragon, the dragon's head and tail are difficult to look at, Chu Yunshang has settled the country with one son, and the situation is instantly reversed.

"There is still a chance." Chu Yunshang smiled.

"It's always bad to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred. The bloody atmosphere is too heavy, and it is inevitable that we will let down the beauty of this good day." Mo Ranchen swept across the chessboard with his big hand, disrupted all the chess pieces, and with a flick of his fingers, the white pieces and the black pieces were separated one by one. , fell into the box, he said: "One more plate, this time you let me."

"Focus on the process rather than the result, Your Highness is a wonderful person." Chu Yunshang nodded cheerfully, and reopened the market.

At this moment, a melodious sound of the piano sounded in the ear.

The sound of the piano is curling up, like a summer wind, amidst the warmth, there is also a biting air.

Chu Yunshang settled Heizi, listened carefully, and said, "Who lives there from the west?"

"Qin Shurong." Mo Ranchen held the white son down, and his voice was elegant: "This song is called (Xia Rifeng)."

The qin music is the famous song (Summer Wind) of the Qin State. Like the Molong State (Spring Wind), it is named after the season, but it is quite different in terms of rhythm, tune and meaning.

(Spring Wind Song) is intended to express the love between men and women before, the beginning of spring, the beginning of love, the sprouting of love between teenagers and girls, graceful and beautiful, elegant and elegant.

And (Summer Wind), although it is also named after the season, its implication goes far beyond the season. It is in line with the character of the first emperor, clear and breezy, proud and unyielding, implying a murderous spirit at the frontier.

It is rumored that after hearing (Xia Rifeng), someone covered his face and cried on the spot, saying that he could smell blood from this piece of music. Although this statement is exaggerated, it is also the charm of (Xia Rifeng).

And Qin Shurong played (Xia Rifeng) in the Prince's Mansion, maybe he played it casually, but it always reminded people of something other than the sound of the piano.

"Prince Qin is tolerant, full of scholarly, elegant and graceful, isn't he afraid that this song (Xia Rifeng) will not please him?" Chu Yunshang held his chin and looked at Mo Ranchen with big eyes.

Mo Ranchen smiled slightly, and said: "Since the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty, the descendants of the grandparents and grandchildren all have noble spirits in their bones, and they are also in the same line as the first emperor."

Chu Yunshang frowned and said, "I don't like it."

As the voice fell, the sound of the piano suddenly became more intense, as if there was a sharp sword piercing the sun and wind in summer, at the point of the sword, killing cold blood, even the air, there were silk The meaning of icy cold.

Then, there was another uncoordinated sound of the flute, the sound of the flute was mournful, like weeping, and the sound of the piano was closely linked and lingering.

"North? Qi Yifeng!" Chu Yunshang dropped Heizi and said in a deep voice.

This is a very keen intuition, one can tell who is playing the xiao by listening to the sound.

The sound of the flute is graceful and clear, revealing a touch of sadness, but it is not the lingering pain of love, but the wound of the family, the country, and the community. ambition.

Not yet full of ambitions, in the sound of the natural flute, there is an emotion of unfinished business.

Mo Ranchen nodded lightly, hesitated for a while, then dropped the chess piece, and said: "Qi Yifeng harmonizes with the sound of the flute and the sound of Qin Shurong's piano. One is piercing and the other is chilling. The sonorous air is awe-inspiring, which is admirable."

Chu Yunshang laughed softly: "Feel the pressure?"

"Being first is not necessarily all due to courage, sometimes, it may be a desperate attempt to survive in a desperate situation." Mo Ranchen said thoughtfully.

"The two of them came from afar. They are noble, everyone is like a dragon, and they have the demeanor of a great country. They are far from desperate to survive." Chu Yunshang squeezed the sunspot and slowly lowered it.

"One effort, then decline, three exhaustion, using things to show ambition, can't last long, and can't prove the original heart, after all, it is not the way." Mo Ranchen said indifferently.

(End of this chapter)