The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

  Chapter 184 Very poor experience!

  Luo Qinghan said blankly: “Xiao Xi was originally a woman. She is the eldest daughter of General Zhongwu’s mansion and a lonely good wife.”

  Nie Changping was dubious: "His Royal Highness deliberately lied to me in order to cover up his evil taste?"

  Luo Qinghan began to sneer.

  Nie Changping's scalp was numb with laughter, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "I believe it, I believe it! I just made a joke!"

Luo Qinghan said to Xiao Xixi.

   "If you talk nonsense, you can only be vegetarian all the time."

  Xiao Xixi said in seconds: "The concubine body will never dare anymore."

   "Why did you come to find the solitary house?"

  Xiao Xixi talked about borrowing the small kitchen.

   Luo Qinghan said indifferently: “You can handle this kind of trivial matter yourself.”

  Xiao Xixi smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Highness!"

  Luo Qinghan: "Don't thank you verbally, but give me some substantial thanks."

  Xiao Xixi immediately covered her purse: "My concubine has no money."

   "Don't want your money."

  Xiao Xixi turned to cover her chest: "I don't sell my concubine."

  Luo Qinghan asked: "You are a lonely woman. Is there a difference between selling and selling?"

  Xiao Xixi thought about it, so he let go, and said shyly: "My concubine sells her body but doesn't sell art."

  Luo Qinghan couldn't bear it, raised his hand and squeezed her white tender face, before saying.

   "Your talent is too terrifying, and you are lonely, so you can play a game with the lonely person."

   Hearing this, Nie Changping was amnesty and immediately gave up his position to Xiao Liangdi.

  He finally no longer needs to be abused by the prince!

  Xiao Xixi looked at the chessboard in front of him: "Is going to play Go?"

  Luo Qinghan asked: "Will you get off?"

   "I will be a little bit better."

  Before, she was in Shimen, and she also played chess with her master and her brothers.

  No way, there are too few entertainment projects on the mountain. To pass the time, they often get together to play chess. Later, Xiao Xixi played mahjong and playing cards, and the master and the brothers became addicted to gambling and couldn't extricate themselves.

  Every time she sees her fairy-style master playing mahjong with excitement, she has a sense of messy TV channels.

   "Baizi goes first, you go first."

The voice of the prince    pulled her thoughts from the memories back to reality.

  She picked up a white child and randomly found a pleasing position to put it down.

  Luo Qinghan's Heizi followed close behind.

  After dozens of round trips, there are more and more pieces on the chessboard, and the situation becomes more and more complicated.

  Luo Qinghan's speed of chess gradually slowed down.

  His overall view is very good. Every time he plays chess, he will look at the overall situation, and the position of each piece must be carefully considered. Perhaps he will be at a disadvantage in the early stage, but in the middle and late stages, his previous meticulous layout will come into play. When the opponent reacts, he has fallen into his trap and can only be slaughtered by him in the end.

This is how Nie Changping lost to him.

  It is clear that Nie Changping’s side has the advantage every time he starts, but every time he is turned over by the prince against the wind, he is defeated.

  This kind of infusion method of seeing hope first and then being slapped to death is more depressing than losing in one breath.

  That’s why Nie Changping doesn’t like to play chess with the prince, and the experience is extremely poor!

  The prince was still sitting upright at this time, even if he was sick, his posture was still upright, like a winter plum of Aoxue, and a lonely moon in a winter night.

  He stared at the chess game in front of him, his dark eyes were silent.

  It took a long time before he dropped the black stone in his hand on the chessboard.

  His fingers have distinct joints, white and slender.

  The cold white fingertips are in sharp contrast with the black chess pieces.

  Like a rich and colorful landscape painting, it inadvertently attracts the attention of others.

  　Hello little fairy, I am the lord of the deposit box.

  　　 You are right, as a mature deposit box, I have to learn to add more by myself.

  　　 plus one more chapter!

What is   　　 still stunned? Vote!

  (End of this chapter)