An arrogant concubine fell from the harem

Chapter 110 Going to the Sleeper Again (4)

Wu Dalang didn't answer me, the expression on his face was: nonsense!
I bite the bullet, and then continued: "As a man, you should know how to be sympathetic, right? Anyway, I am also a delicate girl, you should be a gentleman, let me sleep on the bed, you sleep on the ground."

Wu Dalang raised his eyes and said sharply: "Bold! Don't you want to live? I am the emperor, how dare you let me sleep on the ground?"

I am the master who meets the strong to be strong. Immediately, I straightened my back and raised my head, filled with righteous indignation: "The emperor is also a human being, isn't he? I, Pan Jinlian, am also a human being, right? Your majesty was born of your parents, with flesh and blood, don't you?" Could it be that I, Pan Jinlian, jumped out of a rock? Let me tell you, the emperor, I was also born of parents, and I have flesh and blood."

Wu Dalang was so choked by me that he couldn't speak.

He stared at me with an expression on his face that was unpredictable and unpredictable.

I looked at him provocatively.

I can't lose momentum, can I?
The two looked at each other, wide-eyed and small-eyed, like two beasts, the silence before the decisive battle.

After a long time, I withdrew my gaze, probably staring like this would not help the matter.

I came up with a compromise solution: "Your Majesty, how about this? For the sake of fairness, let's decide who sleeps on the bed and who sleeps on the floor. Three fights and two wins. The loser must not cheat."

"Sword and stone cloth?" Wu Dalang probably had never heard of this game before, and raised his eyebrows.

I demonstrated to him by stretching out a palm: "This is cloth." Then I clasped my palm into a fist: "This is a stone." Then, I stretched out my index finger and middle finger to make a V shape: "This is a scissors."

I said: "The cloth wins the stone because it can wrap the stone; the stone wins the knife because the stone can smash the knife; the knife wins the cloth because the knife can cut the cloth. Call one, two, three, and we will be at the same time." Come out, don’t play tricks and deliberately go slow! Remember, only one kind can be produced at a time.”

Wu Dalang dismissed it, and said contemptuously, "I don't play."

I asked, "Why don't you play?"

Wu Dalang hummed: "I'm not that naive!"

I was angry: "What childishness? This is fair competition."

Wu Dalang said coldly: "No play!"

I was itching with hatred: "Your Majesty, are you being unreasonable?"

Wu Dalang was full of enthusiasm: "I'm not being reasonable, how about it?"

I'm so pissed off.

(End of this chapter)