Chapter Thirty Four "Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder"

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In the afternoon, He Heng returned from a banquet. After he drank half a cup of tea, he finally controlled his drunkenness. He ordered the servants to prepare a bath and when he saw a few yahuan follow in, he waved his hand: "Retreat, ben wang doesn't need your service."

The people inside the room all retreated. He took off his clothes and relaxed in the bathtub for a while before he started to wash. After he put on his inner robe he then called for servants. He ordered: "In the future, ben wang doesn't need any servants for a bath." Just now at the banquet, he had heard a joke. A certain nobleman had been touching a servant girl during his bath. Who knew that he had been caught by his powerful wife. During the resulting argument, his manhood had been wounded. The rumor was that it was crippled now.

This incident had caused the male guests that heard it to feel their lower half hurt. And He Heng didn't have any more interest in letting servant girls serve him during his bath. At least, he didn't have any interest in the short term. Reminiscing back to the endless pleasure of that "mandarin ducks" bath with Qu Qing Ju, He Heng felt that his throat was itchy.

After he was attired, He Heng adjusted the deep blue pouch at his waist: "To wang fei's place."

Ming He, who had been serving at the side, was used to it by now. He took up wang ye's cape and followed. He mentioned for the young taijian at the back to follow as well. Qian Chang Xin was sorting the gifts for stores right now so he had to focus for the time being.

It wasn't early in the day when He Heng returned. After a bath, it was already time for the evening meal. Qu Qing Ju saw him come and the two could use the meal together. Even though vegetables occupied the majority of the dishes on the table, the two had a good appetite.

After the noon, it was still early. He Heng had an itch for a game of and just had to have a match with Qu Qing Ju. Qu Qing Ju, who only knew the rules, had to helplessly sacrifice herself.

If Heaven would give He Heng a chance, he would never let Qu Qing Ju play weiqi with him. Looking at the terrible state of the board, and the interested look in Qu Qing Ju's eyes, he helplessly put down a stone

"Ah, wang ye, how can you play here!" Qu Qing Ju saw her stones were blocked and couldn't resist picking up the stone that had been put down before, "Then I won't play here, change a place, change."

"For gentlemen, once the stone is down, it cannot be moved. How many times have you changed your stones tonight?" He Heng couldn't help but sigh. This was the worst game he had played his entire life. Even when he had just started learning, it hadn't been as torturous as right now.

"I'm a woman, I have the right to regret it. It's you men that are gentlemen, it doesn't count with me," Qu Qing Ju shoved the white stone into He Heng's hand. She picked up her black stone and put it down somewhere else, "Here."

He Heng pretended not to see the gap at that place and randomly put his stone down. Watching as Qu Qing Ju joyfully ate his stone, he asked: "Didn't you just say that women had great intelligence?"

"What does women's intelligence have to do with me regretting my move?" Qu Qing Ju raised an eyebrow, a face full of surprise, "Wang ye, you must have misunderstood." Finishing, she put down another stone.

He Heng wanted to say that it was his move, but seeing the other's cheerful state, he couldn't open his mouth. The weiqi skill that he had so much pride in front of his wang fei, it was a total loss.

When a person just learned something, it was the time that they had the greatest interest. Qu Qing Ju was at the point where she had the greatest interest.

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