"Hall Master Wu?" Sikong Wuwei's eyes widened. "Are you serious?"
Zhao Fei let go of the chess piece in his hand. Without any pretense, he said bluntly, "She's not bad. She's the woman I like. But you know my current situation. Even though I'm a Hall Master, half of my income is given to the Wood Traversing Palace. Her cultivation is also higher than mine. I'm afraid I'll be seen as trying to curry favor with her if I ask. "
'This bastard really likes Mung Bean! ' Miao Yi didn't expect Sikong Wuwei to express his feelings so bluntly. "That's not a problem! She took the initiative to tell me that she's interested in you. But I have to remind you that she's no longer a virgin. I wonder if you mind? I think she's worried about this as well and can't bring it up with you. That's why she asked me to ask. "
Zhao Fei said, "That's not important. What's important is to find someone who's compatible with her."
"Old Zhao, you have to think this through. With her status, she can't possibly be your concubine. Once she's with you, she'll be your legal wife. With her current situation, there will be a lot of people gossiping about her. Ugh …" Before Sikong Wuwei could finish, Miao Yi slapped him on the mouth and pushed him away.
Miao Yi said, "Don't listen to him. I'm only asking you if it's true. You can't give me face on this matter. "
If the two of them were truly compatible, then he would be more than happy to see Zhao Fei and Wu Menglan's relationship come to fruition. Truth be told, Zhao Fei wasn't a big deal to him. He had even worse plans in store, like stealing someone else's wife. It would be even better if Zhao Fei was at the bottom of the list.
Zhao Fei slowly said, "It has nothing to do with your face. After spending two days with her, I feel great about her. I want to spend the rest of my life with her."
Miao Yi slapped his thigh and said, "There's only a few months left before the handover. When we get to the capital city, I'll help you confirm her intentions. What if she agrees?"
Zhao Fei decisively said, "I'll marry her!"
"Good! I'm a man! It's decided then! " Miao Yi laughed heartily. This was his first time being a matchmaker, and he realized it was actually quite simple. He wondered how good the matchmaker who went to the tofu shop across the street to propose for him was.
Sikong Wuwei, on the other hand, sighed. He truly had the mentality of a man. He felt that with Zhao Fei's qualifications, he had both status and status. He was good-looking and had a gentle and refined temperament. He could have any kind of woman he wanted, but he insisted on a second-hand goods as his legal wife and caused unnecessary gossip. It was a pity.
"Why are you shaking your head? Move aside! "Miao Yi pulled him aside. He sat down in his seat, directly opposite Zhao Fei, and began to tidy up the chessboard. "Zhao Fei, come, come. To celebrate your future, let's go on a killing spree."
Zhao Fei stood up and said, "I'm not done playing chess with you. Let's not play anymore."
Miao Yi immediately glared at him and said, "What do you mean? You think I'm not good enough? You can ask Qian 'Er and the rest, I rarely lose! "
"Your chess skills are too bad. I can't stand it!" Zhao Fei said. He casually walked away with his hands behind his back. He would rather hide than play chess with him.
"My chess skills are bad?" Miao Yi pointed at Sikong Wuwei beside him and said, "No matter how bad my skills are, can they be better than Sikong, the Regret Go King?"
Sikong Wuwei glared at him and said, "Miao Yi, get this straight. Whose chess skills are bad? Your goddamn chess skills are universally acknowledged to be the worst!"
"Bullshit!" Miao Yi scolded him, then pointed at Zhao Fei's departing figure and said, "Zhao Fei, you have no conscience. Aren't you afraid that I'll ruin your plans with Wu Menglan? "
Zhao Fei was unmoved. He couldn't be bothered with him.
Miao Yi felt helpless. He turned around and pointed at Sikong Wuwei. "Sikong, stop talking nonsense. Come! Let's kill him for three hundred rounds and see who's stronger. "
"I say, Little Brother. You usually look like a smart person. Why do you have no self-awareness when it comes to chess? Do you have to go this far with a stupid game of chess? When I play against others, I'm just being shameless. But when others play against you, they're afraid of losing their lives! "Sikong Wuwei stood up and shook his head as he walked away. "I can't afford to play with you. I still want to live for a few more years. Go find someone else to play with."
Miao Yi's face was filled with rage as he bared his fangs. He abruptly turned around to look at Qian'Er and Xue'Er, then pointed at them and said in a deep voice, "You two better answer me honestly. Don't tell me you're really as bad at chess as they say?"
The two girls hurriedly shook their heads. Miao Yi dared to speak the truth about everything except this. It was clear from how he could get angry at Zhao Fei and Sikong Wuwei over a game of chess.
Qian'Er smiled and consoled him, "Milord, that's because they're feeling too pressured by your attacks on the board. They don't want to lose too badly and are afraid of embarrassing themselves. That's why they're making excuses! How can Milord not understand? "
"You've enlightened me with a few words." Miao Yi suddenly burst into laughter, feeling greatly relieved. He waved his hand and said, "Let's not bother with them anymore. Come, Qian'Er. Let's play two rounds."
"Understood!" Qian'Er smiled and bowed. "I hope Milord will go easy on me. Don't let me lose too badly."
"Haha! I'll give you a handicap of two stones. "Miao Yi was the first to sit down.
Qian'Er glanced at Xue'Er, and Xue'Er immediately found an excuse to run away. "I'll go make some tea."
Ever since she'd experienced Miao Yi's chess skills, Xue'Er no longer dared to compete with her sister for a game of chess against him. She would only bite the bullet when she was asked to play.
After sitting down facing each other, the two of them got into position and began the game. As soon as he stepped onto the chessboard, Miao Yi immediately entered a state of complete focus. He was completely oblivious to everything around him, and all sorts of expressions could be seen on his face.
Qian'Er and Xue'Er exchanged glances, feeling a little helpless. Miao Yi was good at everything, but why did it seem like he'd gone berserk the moment he started playing chess? He was a little too oblivious to everything around him. As the game changed, all his emotions would show up on his face. It was quite a frightening sight.
In short, Miao Yi couldn't afford to lose. Not only that, he was a newbie with terrible skills, but he was also particularly fond of playing chess. How frustrating!
The two girls couldn't help but resent Wu Menglan in their hearts. 'Of all the things she could do, why did she have to teach Miao Yi how to play chess? Wouldn't it be better if Miao Yi continued to be clueless about chess? Now, Miao Yi had exposed Miao Yi's only weakness.'
Qian'Er could only observe the changes in his expression and play according to his mood. It was too tiring to play like this.
The result was obvious. Miao Yi already had the leisure to pick up his teacup and tease, "Qian'Er, you've been playing chess since you were young. You can't even compare to me, a beginner!"
'Damn it, I have such a good demeanor. I'm miles better than that uncouth Sikong. How dare he say my chess skills are poor? Fortunately, my personal handmaidens are my trusted aides and never lie to me. Otherwise, I really would've been fooled by those guys. So all chess players are like this. But then again, this game of chess is really satisfying. It's even better than a life and death battle. If I'm not careful, I might lose the entire game. I can't afford to lose!'
Qian'Er didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She said, "There's no doubt about Miao Yi's intelligence. To Miao Yi, playing chess is but a small trick. My mind is not up to par with Miao Yi's!"
Little did she know that a certain someone's problem was caused by being spoiled by these women.
"You're too modest!" Miao Yi lightly waved his hand, then gracefully placed a stone down. Deep down, he actually agreed with her. If he didn't have a brain, how could he have survived until now? Qian'Er was speaking the truth. It seemed like he really did have a talent for chess …
It was rare for him to come here. After staying for another two days, Sikong Wuwei and Zhao Fei bid their farewells. Both sides agreed to meet again during the handover of the annual tribute in the capital city.
Not long after the two of them left Suppressing Ninth Hall and flew through the air, they suddenly saw two silhouettes rapidly flying past them. Their speed was so fast that they couldn't believe it. They didn't even get a clear look at their faces before they passed by.
Both of them turned around to look. Sikong Wuwei asked, "They're heading in the direction of Suppressing Ninth Hall. Don't tell me they're going to look for Miao Yi?"
Zhao Fei replied, "It's hard to say. Now that this guy is on good terms with the Overlord, it's not impossible for him to have dealings with such an expert. However, there's a high chance that he's passing by here as well."
Two silhouettes quickly streaked across the sky and landed outside of Suppressing Ninth Hall's palace. A man and a woman appeared.
The man was none other than An Zhengfeng.
On the other hand, the woman was a beautiful middle-aged woman. Her features were exquisite and alluring, and her hair was tied up in a bun. Her figure was tall and slender, and it was a rare sight to see. She was even slightly taller than An Zhengfeng. Her waist was slender, and her breasts were plump. She wore a long black and white dress that fluttered in the wind. Her entire demeanor was calm, and her gaze was calm and steady. She exuded a sense of nobility.
'Whoosh!' The four Advisors were already standing on the palace walls and looking outside. They were all a little bewildered. They could sense that the two newcomers below were no ordinary people. From their flying speed, they could tell that they were far from being able to compete with them.
The guards at the entrance shouted, "Who are you? How dare you trespass here!"
An Zhengfeng replied, "Inform your Hall Master Miao that an old friend with the surname 'An' has arrived. He will naturally know who I am."
"Please wait!" The guard immediately went to inform Miao Yi. Recently, the number of visitors had been too high.
After seeing the guard off, An Zhengfeng turned to look at the woman beside him and transmitted his voice to her, "Why don't we just go in directly? Why do we have to abide by these rules?"
The woman surveyed her surroundings with her beautiful eyes and coldly said, "Isn't this all your fault? How can I be careless? Since I'm already here, I need to take a closer look inside and outside. Some details can best reflect a person. "
An Zhengfeng's face flashed with awkwardness. He quickly changed the topic and said, "If they ask who you are later, what should I say?"
The beautiful woman said, "Just say that I'm your subordinate."
An Zhengfeng wanted to say something, but hesitated. In the end, he decided to keep his mouth shut. Then he would just stand here and wait obediently.
Not long after, Miao Yi quickly arrived. As soon as he heard that it was someone with the surname 'An', coupled with his appearance, Miao Yi knew that it was the damned An Zhengfeng. He didn't know why he was looking for him this time.
Even though he didn't welcome him, given his status, he had no choice but to personally welcome him.
When he arrived at the palace gates, he saw that it really was An Zhengfeng. He realized that the sun had risen from the west, yet this old devil didn't barge in directly. Instead, he obediently waited at the entrance to be informed. It seemed like the power of this Golden Palace Deacon was far greater than he had imagined! Miao Yi muttered to himself. He stepped forward and cupped his fists to welcome him, saying, "Welcome, Manager An. Forgive me for not going out to meet you."
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