Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

Zhao Ceying lowered his head, looking at the chess game between the two, and couldn't help frowning. If he was the one holding the black chess at that time, he might have lost even more miserably.

He nodded dissatisfiedly.

Seeing the seriousness in Miss Sheng Si's eyes, her heart calmed down little by little.

Once he holds the chess piece in his hand, his posture, gestures, and eyes... his aura completely changes.

Chengding carefully protected the chessboard he had just played against in his arms, and kept mumbling about it.

Zhao Ceying was obviously very familiar with the environment here. He turned sideways and took out a new chessboard from the side and placed it on the table.

White's chess piece is like flowing clouds and flowing water, elegant and free, with exquisite steps and sharp moves, which makes black's chess piece unable to breathe.

The previous illusion of even power had been shattered, and the fierceness of people blocking and killing people... made him suddenly feel a sense of despair.

Black's chess piece is like a trapped beast still fighting. No matter how furiously it bites, it can't break through the tight siege of white chess piece.

He had to admit that even if he gave up two pieces, he still couldn't beat Miss Sheng Si. Instead, he made her fall harder and harder.

The two of them were speechless, but through this game of chess, they seemed to have said a lot of things.

Crisp, neat, and murderous.

Not like an ordinary woman.

At that time, I glanced from a distance and saw that Miss Sheng Si was sitting next to her cousin Xie's cousin, calmly continuing the topic of Feihua Ling.

Even if you are far away, you can still see clearly. The understated eyebrows are like two elegant calligraphy strokes, outlining the beautiful arc. His eyes were like ink, deep and filled with a strong scholarly atmosphere.

After everyone dispersed, he quietly asked a few questions to the Shen family's sister, who turned out to be the fourth girl of the Sheng family, Sheng Molan, the daughter of a fifth-grade civil servant.

It's just that his situation is not really good. To put it mildly, his surname is Zhao and he is a member of the clan.

But the bad thing is that his family is the same as the current Holy Emperor, and the Holy Emperor has no children, and his family has no connections, no strength, and no courage to compete.

King Yong and King Yan are the best heirs to the throne. In case of accidents, there is no guarantee that they will not attack a Yuzhou regiment.

Although it is not as cruel as killing the clan... but it is estimated that they took advantage of the mistakes and demoted them to remote places.

If you contact Miss Sheng Si at this time, wouldn't you be harming her...

Besides, Yuzhou is a remote place. Looking at the clothes of the fourth girl Sheng, one knows that she must have received a lot of attention at home, and the people of Shanda will not agree to her marrying to Yuzhou.

After asking a few questions, I didn't continue asking, for fear of delaying the good things of the girl's family.

When I dreamed about it at midnight, I realized that my idea was really ridiculous. How could anyone think of marriage in their mind after meeting her once.

They even analyzed the feasibility of the marriage.

But on the 6th or 7th day, we met again. He shouldn't have come out at that time, but when he saw that smile, he almost rushed out of the screen on impulse.

Obviously, this game brought to the fore things that had been on his mind, and also made his confidence drop a few notches.

I heard that Sheng Hong and Sheng Sheng were keeping an eye on the students who came to Beijing to take the exams, and even Aunt Shen was keeping an eye on Miss Sheng Si.

Zhao Ceying looked at the chessboard where the defeat was certain, twisting the chess pieces in his hands and refusing to make a move for a long time.

Should he fight for it... What if the outcome is like a foregone defeat?

What if Miss Sheng Si has someone she likes? What if the Sheng family looks down on him...

All kinds of obstacles swirled in his mind.

Not willing to fight for his heart, he missed such a woman who touched his heart.

His thoughts suddenly fell.

There was another clear and clear voice mixed with the youthful sentiment of a girl, and the person opposite looked at him with a smile, "You lose."

Mo Lan looked at the besieged black chess piece, and then looked at the person in front of him, frowning at the chess game as if he had lost his mind. This matter was not far from success.

Her original plan did not include Zhao Ceying, but she was not satisfied with the ones she chose. Mrs. Zhuang was keeping an eye on it for her.

The Sheng family prides itself on being a Qingliu family, and Hua Lan married into an honorable family. She didn't even have to think about it, but she knew that Sheng Hong wanted to find her a similar Qingliu family for the sake of his integrity as a civil servant.

This year's spring is a good time, but she doesn't have the patience to wait for a poor student to slowly climb up the ladder. A woman's good time only lasts for more than ten years. For a man, it is not too late to become an official at the age of forty. The days to come will be good times.

On the one hand, I have to be filial to my parents-in-law, and on the other hand, I have to plan for him. Thinking about the future life will be difficult. If I meet a heartless person, I might as well be the Liulang of the Liang family.

She thought thoroughly. It was still early anyway, so if Lin Sushuang had an excuse to stay for two more years, the worst she could do would be to let Chang Feng achieve the feat of following the dragon and then make plans.

Unexpectedly, the sister of the Xie family learned that Zhao Dalang, also known as Zhao Ceying, was a relative whom he had known for a few lifetimes, and that he was coming to Bianjing to present novel items from Yuzhou to the official family on behalf of his father.

Anyway, it’s a high climb, so it’s better to take advantage of this moment to climb higher.

Mo Lan thought about it and asked people around her to inquire, and then she found out about Guangji Temple.

Before Zhao Ceying could react, the person in front of him had disappeared. Looking at her back, he could not speak a word, and his fingers were stroking the chessboard.

There was also the jade pendant left behind, which was used as a lottery gift earlier. Xiao Sengmi did not dare to disturb the two of them, so he quietly placed it aside. Miss Sheng Si did not take it away.

It seemed that he had another reason to go see Miss Sheng Si again openly.