Chapter 2008： The Miss Feng who married to Kezhou is dead!

Two or three days later.

In the blue sky, there are clouds.

In early summer, the weather is not too hot.

Gu Nuoer, the fifth prince, the seventh prince and the eighth prince were playing Go in the pavilion in the Imperial Garden.

The four brothers and sisters played to the end, and the eighth prince handed over and begged for mercy.

"I'm not good at chess, so I admit defeat! It's easy for me to do a few tricks, but Go is really hard."

When he said this, he looked at the Seventh Prince with the presence of the old **** and his calm face full of Buddha nature.

"Seventh brother, you are monks, and you ring the bell and chant sutras all day long. How come you are so good at Go?"

Kongjue said lightly: "People are like chess, and the world is like a chessboard. Although my heart is broken, it is still in the world."

The fifth prince frowned: "It's more popular, I don't understand."

Kongjue smiled slightly: "I am very good at chess."

The Fifth Prince and the Eighth Prince:  …

Gu Nuoer covered her lips and smiled.

The girl held her cheeks, and under the black eyelashes, a pair of pupils were clear and watery.

"Actually, watching chess is like watching people. Fifth brother's chess looks dull, but every layout is decisive and ruthless."

"Seventh brother's chess, just like other people, takes retreat as advance, tolerance is great, often unknowingly, he will elegantly 'kill' the enemy."

Gu Nuo'er looked at the eighth prince: "As for the eighth brother..."

The eighth prince raised his jaw: "Come on, tell me, in your eyes, what is the style of chess in myna?"

Gu Nuo'er shook her head regretfully, and the hairpins between the clouds reflected a dazzling light.

"It's messed up, there's no rules."

After she finished speaking, the fifth prince rolled out a sneer.

The eighth prince coughed lightly and said stubbornly: "I usually concentrate on the game of chess, and I rarely study this chess skill."

"However, Miss Tang's chess is good. I'll ask her to learn from her another day. When I finish my studies, I'll play against you!"

Gu Nuo'er blinked her long eyelashes.

"How is Yiwan lately? Does the eighth brother often have contact with her?"

The eighth prince nodded: "I made an appointment to have a meal together a while ago. Now she is studying cooking at home and wants to open a restaurant."

In Gu Nuo'er's black and beautiful eyes, a meaningful smile suddenly appeared.

The eighth prince was extremely uncomfortable.

He couldn't help but look away: "Sister, Miss Tang and I are not the kind of relationship you think, we are good friends."

The fifth prince raised his eyebrows: "Sister didn't say anything, but why don't you call yourself in?"

Gu Nuo'er laughed crisply: "That's right! It seems that the eighth brother has a guilty conscience!"

The eighth prince stomped his feet: "It's said that the fifth brother has a black belly. I see that my sister is not too much now. I really can't tell the difference!"

Kongjue listened and smiled faintly.

The atmosphere is quite cozy.

At this time, the Eighth Prince's entourage quickly walked towards the pavilion.

He lowered his voice and said a few words in the ear of the eighth prince.

The expression on the Eighth Prince's face suddenly became solemn.

"really?"

The entourage nodded: "The news that just came, the people are gone, and the corpse is brought back."

Gu Nuo'er put down the tea cup, her moist eyes filled with worry: "Eighth brother, what happened?"

The fifth prince also followed: "Eighth brother, this is my own family, you don't need to hide it."

The eighth prince took a deep breath, his brows fixed with seriousness.

"Do you still remember the daughter of the Minister of Industry and Commerce, Miss Feng? That's the one who wanted to marry the Marquis of Yongye, but was sent directly out of the capital by her mother to marry Kezhou."

Gu Nuo'er made a move: "I remember, what happened to her?"

The eighth prince pursed his lips: "She is dead."