"Thank you for your guidance, sir. I’ll pay another visit another day." The princess politely bade farewell to Master Maoshan and left the chess club.
Upon boarding the carriage, the court lady pulled the curtain aside, suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Madam, look!"
The princess followed her gaze to see an old beggar and a young girl in green clothes with a small basket on her back squatting at the corner across the street.
"Is it her?" The princess’s expression faltered for a moment.
"It’s him!" Assuming the princess was referring to the old beggar, the court lady promptly responded, "He was the one who defeated Maoshan at the chess club earlier!"
The princess remained silent, she hadn’t even glanced at the old beggar; her attention was fully drawn to Gu Jiao.
The scene she had accidentally witnessed in the alley that night had left an indelible image in her mind. Now, each time she saw Gu Jiao, she couldn’t help but recall the romantic and passionate moment when Gu Jiao had been pinned against the wall by Xiao Liulang.
Her heart was in turmoil.
Gu Jiao was playing chess with the old beggar.
She wasn’t wearing a mask today, but as soon as she spoke, the old beggar recognized her.
The old beggar wasn’t playing around today, he played a serious game with Gu Jiao, who ended up losing badly.
The old beggar laughed heartily: "How was that, kid? Now you know how powerful I am!" ƒreewebɳovel.com
Gu Jiao’s face turned black, and she stood up to leave.
The old beggar called out, "Hey, leaving already? Let’s play another round!"
Gu Jiao replied nonchalantly, "Ten taels, just for one round."
The old beggar, "..."
Will he have to visit the chess club again tomorrow?
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