It was like a little deer running around, like a colorful mark left in the ink, or like a spray in the calm water of an ancient well.
She simply looked at Xia qingchen quietly.
The noisy crowd, the yellow sand that filled the sky, and the magnificent chess game could no longer be reflected in her eyes.
Because in her eyes, there was only that indifferent young man who was floating and independent, as if he would fly away with the wind at any time.
She stared in shock until the discordant voice broke the initial emotions in her heart.
"You think you're worthy?"
She came back to her senses, and the wonderful state of mind she had just had dissipated, making her inexplicably irritable.
He turned to look at the speaker and immediately felt annoyed.
The one who spoke was naturally Jian Jiu.
He had failed to fulfill his promise to win honor for Commandery Princess yanyu. He had failed to live up to her expectations.
