Chapter 1473

That night, Bei Fengjin and Wu Ming actually played chess all night long.

During the game, they hardly spoke, and even if they exchanged a sentence or two, it was only about chess skills.

They didn’t mention Bei Qingyou at all.

Baili Xia originally thought they would definitely talk about Bei Qingyou.

After all, the reason Bei Fengjin let them come here as guests was because Wu Ming said a few words about Bei Qingyou.

Baili Xia didn’t understand chess, especially this kind of ancient chess rarely seen in everyday life.

She wondered how Wu Ming could be so skilled, mastering everything so well.

Even if she didn’t understand, she could tell these two matched each other’s skills, neither was superior.

Growing tired of watching, she gazed at Bei Fengjin’s peerless face, looking left and right.

What was rare was that Mr.

Bei Fengjin, watched for so long, had no reaction at all, not even frowning.

The most handsome man in Bei Miao, indeed different from the rest.

Probably already used to women staring at him.

But how did he maintain himself like that?

Why at the age of forty could he maintain the appearance of twenty-seven or twenty-eight?

From any angle, he looked like a young handsome man, without any signs of aging.

He looked just like Uncle…

Baili Xia yawned, her mind drowsy, not knowing where to lean.

It was Wu Ming who, in her drowsiness, extended his arm.

This girl grabbed his arm like a pillow, and fell asleep on it.

She had been very tired recently, both in body and mind…

Once she was asleep, Wu Ming held her over, letting her lie in his arms.

Freeing up a hand, he picked up the white jade chess piece, reflecting on the game.

There were not many who could draw a chess game with him.

This game was really interesting…

…

At the break of dawn, the third game finally concluded.

Three games, two were draws, and in the last one, Bei Fengjin narrowly won.

As he placed down the last chess piece, there was no trace of victory in Bei Fengjin’s eyes.

Looking at the young man sitting opposite him, his gaze was indifferent, “Actually, you have no idea whether that’s a Tomb of Clothes and Hat.”

A flicker of surprise crossed Wu Ming’s eyes, not expecting his little trick to be seen through.

“Since you didn’t expose it, at least it means you also wanted someone to keep you company.”

Wu Ming lowered his head, glancing at the little girl in his arms.

Seeing she was still sound asleep, he couldn’t help but gently flick her nose.

The movement was very light and didn’t wake her up.

He casually adjusted the coat around her to keep her from catching a chill.

Looking at Bei Fengjin again, he said mildly, “This little girl really likes Bei Qingyou, truly likes him.”

“That night you went to Hongxia Mountain because you knew You’er liked it there?” Bei Fengjin’s gaze also fell on Baili Xia’s face.

In his eyes, there was a bit of complexity that Wu Ming couldn’t fathom.

Upon first meeting this girl, Bei Fengjin was actually startled.

Even though he knew someone had been visiting Youyang Pavilion from time to time recently, he could tell they meant no harm, so he hadn’t stopped them.

But as to who they were and what they intended, he simply didn’t care.

Tonight was the first time he saw this girl up close.

And the first time he clearly saw her face.

Fate, perhaps?

At that moment, his heart was shocked, though he was already accustomed to being aloof.

Now looking more closely, he couldn’t help but feel his heart tremble.