Yan Wanwan remembered something, "What are your plans for today? Don't you have to go to the academy?" After breakfast, he said for a while, and it must have been late.

"I usually help the dean handle some documents and affairs in the academy, so I don't have to go there every day. I happened to be busy with some things last night, so I don't have to go there again today." Yan Zheng replied to her with a gentle smile.

"Why do you want to make up for your sleep?" Yan Wanwan rarely had the awareness of becoming a wife and said considerately.

"Then there is no need." Yan Zheng shook his head and refused, "I can't sleep in this broad daylight. What about my wife? I'm going to Chunzhi Pavilion today? It's raining outside. If my wife wants to go, I'll ask someone to prepare a carriage to take you there, so as to avoid getting wet as yesterday?"

Yan Wanwan looked at the rain curtain woven outside the house, feeling a little excited, shook her head and said, "I have some things to think about today, but I don't want to go."

Yan Zheng's eyes flashed, and did not ask her what was wrong. He smiled and said, "Since he doesn't want to go, then there is no need to force himself. What does the lady want to do? If she wants to think about things, then...why should I walk away for a while?"

Let him go away? Isn’t this too wronged? This is obviously his home, his house. Yan Wanwan raised his head, but he couldn’t see him feeling wronged at all. Instead, he smiled calmly.

She felt full of depression as if she had been stabbed in her eyes, and she was a little relieved, and she also smiled, "Can you play chess?"

Playing chess? Yan Zheng was a little surprised, "Didn't your wife say you have something to think about?"

"Yes! This does not conflict with playing chess. The person who taught me to play chess told me that on this chessboard, between a square inch, it seems narrow, but it can be intertwined with black and white, blended with life and death, advance and retreat, abandonment and gain, and the world can even be seen. What's more, playing chess requires the most peace of mind. As long as the mind calms down, maybe some things can be suddenly enlightened when I make a move."

Yan Zheng's expression changed a lot as he listened to these words, "The person who teaches his wife to play chess is very smart. After listening to his wife's words, Zheng... has also been taught." As he said, he actually corrected his body and solemnly bowed to Yan Wanwan.

This was a valiant gift from scholars, which made Yan Wanwan's little face slightly stunned and hurriedly avoided him.

Yan Zheng didn't say anything else, and asked her to stay for a while, so he turned around and went out. After a while, he picked up a chessboard and returned with two boxes of chess pieces.

The couple sat on the big kang next to the window and placed the chessboard on the kang table.

"My wife, please hold on to the dark side!" Yan Zheng compared the gesture of "please".

Yan Wanwan did not refuse him and simply took Heizi. She invited him to play chess to win him, and she had no desire to win or lose. She held Heizi and fell directly without thinking.

Yan Zheng also smiled and held on to the point of making a move.

At first, he was a little careless, but after a few moves, he couldn't help but sit up straight. Yan Wanwan made a very casual move, seemingly disorganized, but in fact he was a chess step by step, echoing each other from afar, and dark images were everywhere.

The invisible pressure, accompanied by the chess pieces falling like raindrops, also pressed down, and Yan Zheng had to take a 120,000-point spirit to deal with it.

After the initial shock, he calmed down and returned to his color. On the small chessboard, black and white were entangled, and it seemed like a battle situation was stalemate.

When they met the opponent, both of them devoted themselves to the game, and did not notice that the two figures came in one after another.

The person who walked ahead was Ruishan, who often followed Yan Zheng. Seeing the two people playing chess in the room, they were about to speak, but the man behind them raised his hand to stop him.

The visitor let his feet lightly, walked over quietly, and stood by and watched the battle.

After watching the chess game for a while, I suddenly looked up at Yan Wanwan, and my eyes gradually showed a look of surprise.

Time passed quietly until the crisp sound of the snippet was heard. Yan Wanwan pinched the black piece and frowned and watched the chess game for a while. Finally, she relaxed her hand and let the black piece fall back into the chess box. She waved her hand and said, "I lost!"

Yan Zheng let out a long sigh, raised his eyes to meet her, his eyes burning, "I didn't expect that my wife's chess skills were so superb."

"What a superb one? But my husband's defeated generals. Besides, I'm just a wild way that I can't get to the table. However, my husband's chess path is magnificent, and it's a big move, and it's a big move, with a big break in the way. I'm convinced in this game." Yan Wanwan smiled and waved his hand, without any regrets about losing.

Yan Zheng was about to say something, but suddenly heard the clapping sounds from the side. He paused, his eyes touched Yan Wanwan, who was sitting opposite the table. Both of them looked back at the clapping person.

The visitor was wearing a straight wing with a blue embroidered pattern, with a jade crown on his head, and a chuckling face. When he glanced at Yan Wanwan, a solemn aura came to his face, which made people feel trembling.

Yan Zheng had already stood up, his eyes swept towards Ruishan who was leading the way by the door. The latter immediately shrank his shoulders and lowered his head. He took a side step, blocking Yan Wanwan who was standing up, bowed to the person who came, and smiled and greeted, "Brother An Ming didn't tell me in advance, it's rude."

"I always came to Xue'an when I wanted to come. Unexpectedly, the rules here in Xue'an were changed only two months away from Beijing." Brother An Ming's tone was deep. Even with Yan Zheng in front of him, Yan Wanwan could feel a little dissatisfied and forced to come.

"It was the past. Now, Zheng has married a wife and has a relative in the mansion, so it is naturally different." Yan Zheng's voice was still clear and moist, but his tone faded. He raised his hand and said, "Brother An Ming, let's talk in the study! Please!"

Brother An Ming and Yan Zheng looked at each other for a moment, and saw that his eyes were cold and the woman was blocked tightly by him. He curled his lips, nodded lightly, turned around, and walked out the door first.

Yan Zheng retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at Yan Wanwan behind him. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said to her, "I'll send him away and come back to accompany my wife."

He said that he was sending it, as if the person who came was an uninvited guest. However, the man's eyes were sharp and picky, so it was not very pleasing.

Yan Wanwan smiled with her lips pursed and nodded.

Yan Zheng watched the two strands of hair falling down on her temples. He was itchy for a moment. When he realized that he had reached out and hooked the hair behind her ears.

This action was a little sudden, as if it scared her. She subconsciously turned her head, but she didn't expect that his fingertips would pass through her earlobe unexpectedly.

In the flash, the electric current flashed across the skin where the skin touched each other. The two of them looked at each other and speechless for a moment. The next moment, they seemed to be pressed down at the same time, jumping from the static moment, one pulled back his hand, the other turned his head, and the other became red in an instant. The other coughed tactically, but the eyes were no longer afraid to meet them.

"That... am I going?" Yan Zheng asked for instructions uncomfortably after coughing.

"Yeah." Yan Wanwan responded gently with her hands behind her back, lowered her head, and her feet stood up halfway, and her toes were on the ground.
Chapter completed!