Fast Travel: My villain must be blackened

It lasted for three days, Wang Chen's relaxed heart became agitated, and finally he couldn't help but climbed through the window and entered Hua Ling's room during the day.

Four eyes facing each other.

This scene is very familiar.

Wang Chen was a bit cramped standing in place, but he could see that the jade pendant on her waist was still carrying a stone in her heart, but he still stood there like a child who made a mistake and dared not step forward.

Hua Ling smiled and hooked her fingers towards him.

Only then did Wang Chen walk over with light steps, knelt down on one knee in front of Hua Ling and looked up at her, "Niang Niang."

His voice was filled with fear and uncertainty.

Hua Ling laughed completely, and said proudly: "How about it, this time I have experienced the feeling of being rejected by you several times, I see if you dare to bully me next time!"

The stone in Wang Chen's heart fell to the ground completely.

It turned out that it wasn't because the empress really annoyed him that he had done too much, but because he held a grudge and wanted to vent his anger.

He felt himself alive again.

He looked at Hua Ling tenderly, "I dare not, I won't."

"I do not believe."

Wang Chen held Hua Ling's feet without hesitation and was about to bow his head, Hua Ling hurriedly withdrew his feet, but he seemed to have expected this a long time ago and did not let go.

When his lips were about to touch the toe of the shoe, Hua Ling quickly reached out to block it, and his kiss landed on the back of Hua Ling's hand.

"Miss?"

"Idiot!" Hua Ling scolded and sighed softly in her heart, "I just believe you, don't do that."

Hua Ling held Wang Chen's chin, "Don't think so badly of yourself, you are no worse than anyone else."

"Wangchen, do you know?"

Even if he died, he must have died vigorously. He shouldn't have no dignity in front of her like this, and gave up everything he could.

Wang Chen broke into a smile little by little, held Hua Ling's hand, kissed her fingertips, "I obey."

Hua Ling smiled and flicked his head, "Then get up soon!"

Seeing him stand up, Hua Ling also got up from the stool, "If you feel sorry, go to the kitchen, I want to eat the noodles you made."

"Okay, my lady is waiting, I'll be back soon!"

He almost ran away.

Hua Ling looked down at her shoes, he had no idea that when he did that action just now, her toes were all curled up, and there was an unspeakable emotion in her heart.

When we first met, it was clear that even though I was respectful, there was no inferiority complex in my eyes, but now...

She was a little puzzled.

"Manshu, how do you think he became like this?"

Manshu thought for a while and said with emotion: "Probably because of love, he fell in love with you."

"The difference between the status of an adult and him is too great, and it is inevitable for him to feel inferior."

Is that right?

Does falling in love with someone really make you humble into the dust?

She muttered in a low voice, "It's a good thing I don't have a root of affection, and I can't touch this thing."

Man didn't know what to say.

In fact, she can feel that adults will also be moved by the dedication of these people, and will want to treat him better because of this, but she has no emotional roots, does not understand what kind of emotion this is, and will never think about love.

Everyone should be born with roots of love.

Manshu was a little curious, "My lord, how did you lose your affection?"

Hua Ling frowned and thought about it for a while, then loosened her brows and said indifferently: "I don't know, I was a judge in the underworld as long as I can remember. At that time, I had no roots of affection."

Manshu hesitated, "Then...does your lord want to get back his love roots?"

"I don't want to." Hua Ling flatly refused.

She doesn't want to be swayed by emotions.

Manshu didn't express the guess in his heart.

The root of emotion is born, if it is absent, it should be an external reason, either it was taken away by someone with a vicious mind, or it was seriously hurt by emotion, so I chose to abandon the root of emotion.

She didn't know which kind of adult it was.

But it seems that no matter which one is a bad memory, since the adults don't want to think about it, then forget it.

Hua Ling took out a chessboard from the cabinet, she held the black stones and tossed them in her hands, the chess pieces were gentle to the touch, and when facing the light, they were green, like jade.

"Adults can play Go?"

"Don't forget my identity. I know everything, but I'm not good at it."

But it doesn't matter, enough is enough.

As soon as she dropped the sunspot in her hand on the center of the chessboard, Wang Chen walked in carrying the noodles and carefully placed them on the table, along with a plate of side dishes.

"Your Majesty, do you want to play chess?"

"Suddenly it came out." Hua Ling walked over and held the chopsticks, "Does Nine Thousand Years want to play?"

"Listen to your mother."

While Hua Ling was eating noodles, Wang Chen fanned her, poured tea thoughtfully for her to take it easy, and took a handkerchief to carefully wipe off the oil stains on the corners of her mouth.

"Sure enough, your cooking is the best." Hua Ling praised from the bottom of her heart.

"Your Majesty likes it, and the servant will often do it for you."

They sat on both sides, with Hualing holding the black pieces and Wangchen holding the white pieces.

Wang Chen didn't know these elegant things originally, but he would learn them after he became nine thousand years old. On the one hand, he was very interested and wanted to learn more, and only by learning more could he be able to secure his position.

On the other hand, it may be due to his self-esteem, thinking that as long as he learns all these things, others will look at him high.

Later, he didn't use it until he realized that it wasn't important.

But today he is fortunate to have learned more.

Hua Ling's attack was very fierce, but Wang Chen retreated again and again.

Hua Ling propped her chin and looked at him with a smile, "Nine thousand years old, if you retreat at this point, you will be swallowed by me."

"This isn't your true strength, Nine Thousand Years Old."

Wang Chen smiled, took out a sunspot from the chess basket in front of her and dropped it where Hua Ling wanted to play.

Hua Ling narrowed her eyes slightly, and tightened her hand holding the chess piece.

Wang Chen played his own chess pieces again, and continued to retreat as he thought at first.

This game is only one step away from victory.

It was the black chess piece in Hua Ling's hand.

Wang Chen's expression was still very calm, "Niang Niang, it's your turn."

Hua Ling didn't move.

"Wang Chen, have you really thought it through? In this game, you retreated again and again, and now you have no chance to retreat in this situation."

"You are so smart, you don't know what the consequences will be?"

Wang Chen smiled softly and peacefully, he got up and walked to Hua Ling's side, held her hand and dropped the last sunspot where it should be.

This chess game is over.

Wang Chen's tone was very gentle, only pampering and pampering, no other emotions could be heard.

"Your Majesty, you have won."

Hua Ling just looked up at him, this game of chess is equivalent to him killing himself, just for her to win.

"Delusion..."

Playing chess is like making choices.

Chess moves are like character.

Hua Ling was a little uncertain whether Wang Chen had already guessed what she wanted to do, she felt a little flustered for some reason.

In the next second, her scrutinizing expression turned into a bright smile again.

"Nine thousand years old, you scared me, my heart hurts, nine thousand years old can rub it for me~"