Legend of the Immortal Concubine's Phoenix Yu Fei

Chapter 427
Because they had already eaten breakfast, Master Zhu took them to the wing room first after entering the Shangshu Mansion.

Zhu Shazhi naturally lived in his own room, Qin Zhiyi lived with Zhu Shazhi, and Ling Xian'er was arranged in the courtyard adjacent to their room.

Ling Xian'er and Ban Xia were sitting opposite each other in the room, they both looked at each other with their chins in their hands, their expressions were exactly the same.

"Miss, it's not a problem for us to be so big-eyed and small-eyed. Otherwise, I'll play chess with you?"

"Play chess?"

Ban Xia nodded: "Yes, otherwise we'll just sit like this until lunch time?"

Ling Xian'er curled her lips, and reluctantly said: "Okay, if you play chess, you can play chess, but I'm not very good at Go, so you have to let me go."

"No problem!" Ban Xia vowed.

After a cup of tea——

"Wait, wait! Ban Xia, let me regret a move!"

Ling Xian'er quickly took back a piece, took the three white pieces that Ban Xia had just taken back, and put them back on the chessboard.

Ban Xia dragged her head and sighed weakly: "Miss, we played a cup of tea, and you have already regretted more than 30 moves. I remember you can play chess."

Ling Xian'er coughed dryly, and said, "Hasn't it been a long time since I played chess? Besides, the purpose of playing chess is to regret it, otherwise what's the fun in playing chess?"

Pinellia: "???"

Playing chess is to regret chess?
Why is this different from the chess game she has always understood?
Seeing Banxia's "I'm confused" look, Ling Xian'er kindly explained to her: "We play chess for fun, right? Why do we play? Because we want to be happy, right?"

Ban Xia nodded in agreement.

"Yes, so, if I can't even win chess, how can I be happy?"

Ban Xia: "..."

"Ban Xia, tell me, is there anything wrong with what I said? Does it make sense?"

Ban Xia nodded: "...This, really makes sense."

"That's it!"

Ling Xian'er clapped her hands boldly, and glanced at the chessboard: "Come on, Ban Xia, let's continue!"

Ban Xia resigned to her fate and sat back, supporting her chin with one hand, yawning continuously.

Seeing this, Ling Xian'er clicked her tongue and said: "Ban Xia, look at you, how old you are, with such a sluggish appearance, how can you do this? How about it? You can help me get some rough A little silver needle, the more the better!"

"Silver needles?" Ban Xia was stunned: "Miss, are your clothes torn? But thick silver needles should be used for shoe soles, right? Miss, what do you want these for?"

"Oh, just go, you'll know when you get it back."

Ban Xia ran out of the room under Ling Xian'er's urging, Ling Xian'er looked around in the room, and took out a piece of rice paper from the table.

After dipping in ink, I drew a big buffalo on the rice paper!

Ling Xian'er was still angry after thinking about it, and wrote three crooked words under the big bastard - Qin Zhiyi!

As he wrote it, he muttered: "Damn Qin Zhiyi, shameless! The king Qin Zhiyi, if you have the ability, don't let your boy fall into my hands, otherwise, I will kill you!"

After the completion of the work, Ling Xian'er looked at her masterpiece, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became!
"Heaven! This bastard's painting is so vivid, it is almost carved out of the same mold as Qin Zhiyi!"

(End of this chapter)