After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

In the courtyard of the Water Pavilion and Flower Pavilion, Yuan Zhuoyue was sitting opposite Morax, with a chessboard in front of them.

The sunlight filtering through the trees creates dappled patterns of light and shadow, which overlap with the numerous black and white chess pieces already placed on the board.

The light and shadows swaying in the wind seem to be disrupting the unfolded chessboard, and the rustling sound of the wind and leaves is like the drumbeats that rise with the battle.

Then Morax, without any attempt to conceal himself, held a white stone in his hand, which was as smooth as jade and stone.

It settled amidst the interplay of light and shadow, making a soft sound, like the final note drawn in a piece of music, or like a command to reignite a conflict.

After Morax placed a finger, Yuan Zhuoyue was not in a hurry to make a move, and her mind was not even on the chessboard at this moment.

The black chess piece, held between her fingertips, was placed before Yuan Zhuoyue, who was leaning against the stone table with a relaxed and casual demeanor.

The sunlight, though not intense, was bright enough to shine on the plump black dot, making it appear lustrous and translucent.

It's like a piece of dark jade, with a rich, vibrant green that seems to drip with moisture, possessing a strange and fantastical beauty.

Everything Morax can offer is of the highest quality, and this set of pieces is no exception.

This game of chess began when Yuan Zhuoyue, on a whim, pulled Morax aside and said he wanted to play against him.

Morax, who was always compliant with her, quickly prepared all the necessary items after agreeing.

Even without taking this set out for a close inspection, just looking at the chessboard and the box containing the pieces, these obvious ornaments alone tell you that it is quite valuable.

It is unknown when Morax collected these treasures and antiques.

Every time was the same; Morax always indulged Yuan Zhuoyue's sudden whims and requests, whether reasonable or unreasonable.

He indulged and yielded, as if he always acted so pleasingly towards her.

But Yuan Zhuoyue knew that Morax was not, it was just that she still crossed his bottom line.

He casually tossed the black stone he had been playing with for a while into the game, as if Yuan Zhuoyue had lost interest in the pieces he had been observing for so long.

Morax followed suit shortly after, placing his own piece.

Yuan Zhuoyue stared at the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard for a while, as if she was thinking and struggling, wondering where the piece she was holding between her fingers should be placed.

But in Morax's view, the placement of each of Yuan Zhuoyue's pieces was quite random.

She played chess with him not to win, nor for the sake of playing chess.

It seems that all they want to do is fill this crisscrossing chessboard with black and white chess pieces.

It's like playing a coloring game.

However, in a game of chess, it would be difficult to fill the board with black and white pieces. When Yuan Zhuoyue realized that there was no room for further moves, or rather, that there was no point in making any moves, she finally stopped trying to continue playing the coloring game.

The outcome of this game is already decided.

Yuan Zhuoyue withdrew her hand without a care and put the chess piece back into the chess box: "I lost again."

"Shall we play another game? How about I switch to white this time?" Yuan Zhuoyue said, already sorting the chess pieces into the chess box.

"I really don't understand," she muttered, seemingly complaining. "I always manage to gain the upper hand, but I'm always the one who loses."

"Because your mind is not here." Morak raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Zhuoyue. His bright, jewel-like golden eyes seemed to envelop the beautiful figure opposite him.

A deep, gentle voice, yet with a melodious charm, slowly rose into the air.

It's as if I'm stating a fact, yet it also seems to imply something: "Because I know everything about you."

"Is that so?" Yuan Zhuoyue did not stop what she was doing, as if she was still fully focused on sorting the chess pieces.

However, after hearing Morax's words, he slightly lifted his eyelids, glanced in his direction, and then casually said, "I don't think so."

And then, the chess pieces, finally sorted and all placed in the chess box, the box containing the white pieces, were thoughtfully placed on Morax's right side, as if for his convenience.

And the black stone, as black as jade, was now in Morax's hand.

However, he lowered his eyes slightly, staring at the intricate chessboard, and did not make a move for a long time.

Yuan Zhuoyue raised her hand and stirred the chess pieces in the box containing the white pieces. The pieces tumbled and collided with each other, making a soft, clear sound.

But in this stillness where only a gentle breeze stirs, it stands out so vividly that it is impossible to ignore.

However, this commotion did not last long.

Because Yuan Zhuoyue stopped moving, after touching the bottom of the chess box, she casually picked up a chess piece and stuck it next to her fingertip.

Yuan Zhuoyue smiled, her voice soft, and looked at Morax, asking as if puzzled, "You haven't made a move for so long, are you planning to let me go first again this game?"

Morax closed his eyes, and after a moment sighed softly: "Zhuoyue, let's talk."

His voice carried a sense of helpless compromise, yet also seemed tinged with a weary relief.

The way he is showing now seems to be much more sincere compared to his overly tolerant attitude in the past.

Yuan Zhuoyue remained silent, and with a flick of his wrist, the chess piece he held was placed on the chessboard.

It produced an extremely crisp and loud sound, like a heavy drumbeat.

“You were the one who kept avoiding the topic before, but now that you want to talk about it, why should I cooperate with you?” Yuan Zhuoyue said matter-of-factly and willfully, “I won’t talk about it.”

Morax did not answer the question posed by Yuan Zhuoyue, but calmly replied, "You are very angry."

"Ha." Yuan Zhuoyue let out a soft laugh, as if her long-suppressed emotions had finally erupted.

Then she said sarcastically, "You think I shouldn't be angry? You think you're calm right now?"

Morax advised, "You should know better than I do that this pointless argument is meaningless to you."

Yuan Zhuoyue also closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled before she managed to suppress her raging emotions.

She tried to calm herself down, but her words still carried a sarcastic tone: "So, what was the point of you saying nothing and beating around the bush before?"