emperor cold concubine

Chapter 213
After holding back for a while, Biyue finally couldn't hold back, and asked curiously, "What kind of chess move is this, the last master?"

Before Su Mo could speak, the deflated Qi Lang had already raised his eyes and squinted at him. He was extremely arrogant and sour, and said: "You can't even understand backgammon, so you can be regarded as ignorant? Look at your appearance, She has a beautiful appearance and a good temperament, and she looks like a lady of everyone, not like someone who has never seen the world!"

His eyebrows were half raised, and he squinted at Biyue, who was more beautiful than a woman, Qi Lang's eyes clearly revealed a bit of villain's success.

Everyone is a lady... Biyue's expression froze slightly, the veins on her forehead twitched a few times, she gritted her teeth, and exhaled lightly. He thought that his self-cultivation was pretty good... At this time, facing this offended High Priest Bai Qilang, whose human ability was no less than that of Xie Changting, he really felt that his concentration was still not perfect.

After enduring and enduring, he finally decided wisely that bickering with an immature man would only make him appear more immature than the other party.

But, backgammon... Bi Yue frowned slightly, she had never heard of it.

Su Mo glanced at the childish Qi Lang on the opposite side, and said lightly: "Lang'er, have you been bored these past few days?"

"No." Qi Lang replied subconsciously, "How can it be boring to stay with the young master? Besides, it's only a few days..."

With a muffled laugh, Qi Lang's handsome facial features froze for a moment, and instantly realized what Su Mo was implying, he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at the indifferent Su Mo with a bit of gloom.

Biyue obviously regained her good mood, bowed and smiled and said: "Master is wise... However, if the high priest is really bored, you might as well wait until after dark, put on night clothes, and go for a walk. It's not impossible, Biyue I will secretly send some experts to protect, and I will definitely not let the high priest be harmed."

"Come on." Qi Lang curled his lips, "Your three-legged cat's subordinates are not enough for me to pinch with one finger. Who can you protect?"

"Since the High Priest is so skilled, why has he stayed in this courtyard for the past few days?" Bi Yue smiled, without any trace of anger or ridicule on her face, she simply stated the facts and raised questions.

"My lord just doesn't want to hurt people's lives." Qi Lang frowned, his expression was indifferent, and he looked at Bi Yue in a blink of an eye, and said seriously: "It's not that I am incompetent or afraid of death, but that the Queen herself has no malice towards me. I can't accept affection, but it doesn't mean that I have to hurt her. Also, the officers and soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army and Shenji Battalion outside are just following orders, and they are innocent themselves. There is no need to sacrifice their lives for nothing because of this shit between me and the empress. "

In the 21st century, how could the personal bodyguard of the young master of the Su family be so ineffective?If you don't want to stay and investigate some things, even if the outside is heavily guarded and guarded, how can you stop him and the young master?Really want to break out of this imperial city, it's as easy as pie.

Hearing this, Biyue fell silent for an instant, seeing the other party's solemn expression that did not seem to be joking at all, and subconsciously believed what he said.

Being unable to accept the other party's affection does not mean that you can hurt the other party at will... This man may seem childish and flat, but it cannot be denied that he is indeed a gentleman with an open mind and an open mind.

"However, my son is not a soft-hearted person." Qi Lang messed up a game of chess like a rascal, and said calmly: "Since he claims to be a subordinate, you must have seen the methods of my young master. If someone is really reckless If you mess with me, my methods will never be inferior to the young master."

Biyue was silent when she heard the words, and Biyue was naturally aware of Su Mo's methods. Although it was only two or three times, it was enough for him to remember it for the rest of his life...

However, my young master... Bi Yue's eyes lingered on the two of them, and she was already [-]% sure in her heart that the relationship between this person and the last master must be unusually close, perhaps, just like What he said before was the closest person around the young master...

Just, how close is it?
"I admit defeat." Qi Lang looked at Su Mo anxiously after messing up the black and white chess pieces, "Boss, I'm hungry."

This image of a gentleman hasn't been maintained for long... Biyue was speechless for a while, and returned to her original nature.

Su Mo looked up at Bi Yue, and said calmly, "Don't worry, he is my younger brother."

It turned out that Master Mo had already seen what he was thinking... Biyue was silent, and her strange eyes glanced at Qi Lang's expression. No matter how she looked at it, this man was five or six years older than Master Mo, younger brother... But thinking about it Biyue could understand his temperament somewhat.

The subordinate in black who was sent down to get pens, inks, papers and inkstones came back soon, Biyue took the papers and pens and handed them to Su Mo, and a plate of four-color snacks was placed in front of High Priest Qi Lang, Biyue said angrily: " Let's 'force' eat something to pad your stomach, it's getting late, and dinner will be ready in half an hour."

He deliberately emphasized the word 'barely', obviously he still hasn't forgotten what someone said before.

With delicious food, Qi Lang obviously didn't care about the sour taste in his breath, with an unstoppable smile all over his face, he quickly picked up a piece of round transparent crystal pastry and stuffed it into his mouth. At the beginning, he half-closed his eyes, showing that blurred and intoxicated expression again.

The corner of Biyue's mouth couldn't help but twitched violently, she really couldn't understand why such a big man had no resistance to food?It seems that everything is enough to eat.

Such a glutton, how did he survive those days in the Temple of Priests?
However, Bi Yue curled her lips unobtrusively. This kind of temperament is probably only suitable for being someone else's younger brother, and it really has nothing to do with age...

Su Mo stared at the paper and pen in front of her with half-closed eyes, and did not move for a long time. Biyue felt a little strange, so she couldn't help but carefully inspected the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. The paper was high-quality rice paper. The brush is pure and flawless, the brush is the best brush, and the best brush hair and ink are naturally no problem... Biyue is sure that Su Mo's weird eyes are looking at the precious brush, but——

"Master, what's the problem...?"

If she remembered correctly, didn't Qi Lang want this ink, paper and inkstone? Why was it placed in front of her?
"No problem." Su Mo glanced at him lightly, sighed silently, and moved the pen and paper to Qi Lang, "Lang'er, don't just eat, this pen and paper is also prepared for you. Draw me a map of the terrain."

Qi Lang paused, and then suddenly remembered that he was only focused on eating, but ignored his family's great young master who was invincible in killing people. It seemed that he had never held a writing brush since he was a child...

(End of this chapter)