"Yunhe, there are three thousand weak water, I only take one scoop." Zhang Ruohong stared at Xie Yunhe with his deep eyes while playing chess.
"Your Majesty is a wise king." Xie Yunhe said calmly, avoiding looking at each other. Looking at the chessboard, Zhang Ruohong's every move was hidden with edge. It seemed like an understatement, but he quietly cut off the opponent's retreat like a cocoon. He silently controlled the situation, showing his composure and determination with hidden murderous intent. The victory was already decided, "Your Majesty, I lost."
"No, if Jiangshan and you must choose, Yunhe and I only want you." Zhang Ruohong dragged his chin and looked at the chess game in amusement.
"That's really stupid." Xie Yunhe closed his eyes and said.
Tolerate the power of the emperor and attack × The dark white-haired powerful minister suffers
Concept: When will the caged bird fly?