Chapter 11: Emperor seeking wife

Something in the outer room hit the ground, crackling, and Yuandi's voice returned to calm.
Yan Ge knelt beside the two palace people, at this moment they were trembling with their heads down, and they almost got into the seam.
The was a little excited: "That guy is talking about you. You might as well just don't go back and shut it up. It's kept in the palace, and men depend on the night to get along."
Yange finally couldn't stand it's endless self-righteous slander, and returned to it: "You, a bird, are you sure you can understand human feelings?"
The chicken was angry: "I'm a bird, not a bird, but you don't understand the feelings of human beings!"
"I don't understand, do you understand?"
The chicken was so angry that his hair was exploded. It only had one mouth, and he could not argue with the tree with his mouth full, so he simply turned his head to point his furry fart / egg to the song, and generally vented his anger.嗑 Seeds.
Yuandi, who was in a bad mood, didn't know where he went in the afternoon, and then at night Yan Yan ate his meal before showing up in front of Yan Song.
He has probably adjusted his emotions. When he looked at the song, his face was mild. Perhaps because he didn't bask in the sun, his skin was fair. When he smiled slightly, he gave the illusion of warmth and jade.
Putting the white fat jade jar next to Yange's bed, he said with a smile, "Look, is it a good match for this chess piece?"
The white fat jade jar contains the piece of chess that Yuandi won in the academy.
Yange held the jade jar in his hand and looked at it, admiring it, "This jar is perfect for that piece of chess, it looks like a whole set."
Yuandi laughed, and he knew that to please a woman like Yange, it was better to use a chess jar with those fancy jewelry.
"I also have a matching chessboard." Yuandi clapped his hands and asked the palace person to lift the chessboard up.
As soon as Yan Ge's eyes lighted, she would sit up with one hand on the bed. Yuandi rushed forward and put a backrest on her, leaving her half-lying.
"Your Majesty, do you have time? Why don't we talk about this game and try this chessboard?"
Yuandi smiled and said, "Yes."
This time, Yuandi has been waiting for a long time.
He had never won a showdown with Yange, and it was only before. Now that he knows that Yange is a woman, how can he be willing to lose in the hands of a woman.
Both were staring at the chessboard intently, and the end of the game was late at night.
Yan Ge did not win this time, she lost a son of Yuandi.
As a victor, Yuandi did not have the slightest joy.
Even at this moment, he was still a little angry.
He fixed his eyes on Yange, trying to find a trace of deliberate traces on Yange's face: "Master Lefan said that you can control your winning and losing freely. You did n’t believe it before, but now, suddenly, he thinks he looks better than you. Much more transparent. "
In the end, Yuandi's words even brought a trace of wrath.
He probably thought that Yange deliberately let him go because of his emperor status.
Yan Ge's eyes met him unavoidably: "Your Majesty's absurdity, I will lose today if I am weak in the past few days. If Your Majesty is still free tomorrow, I would like to make another round. There is no such thing as Master Fan said, but there is no problem with winning. "
This arrogant and proud tone made Yuandi slightly surprised, and the next moment he laughed and laughed: "Okay, I have agreed with you."