An arrogant concubine fell from the harem

The 84th chapter wedding candle night (3)

I stared at him blankly, I didn't believe my eyes, after staying for a long time, I stupidly raised my sleeves, and stupidly wiped my eyes again and again.

No wonder at the canonization ceremony, I felt that the shadow of the man in the yellow robe sitting in the hall was extremely familiar, and I also felt that he was staring at me in shock. It turned out to be Wu Zhi, a damned guy.Hey, unexpectedly, Wu Zhi and I traveled through time at the same time, traveled to the same dynasty, and met again.What I didn't expect was that Wu Zhi was actually the emperor, and I married him.

This is probably called not being friends and not getting together.

In my heart, I can't tell what it feels like, it seems to be joy, hatred, resentment, and more surprise.In short, there are mixed feelings, ups and downs, all kinds of flavors.

After being stunned for a long time, I ran over.

I called him loudly: "Wu Dalang!"

"Wu Dalang" is Wu Zhi's nickname, and I always call him that.When Wu Zhi heard my call, his body seemed to tremble slightly - I don't know if he trembled, but he didn't seem to tremble, but I was dazzled.But he raised his head and looked at me, as if he didn't know me, his face was expressionless, his eyes were cold, as cold as ice.

I called him again: "Wu Dalang!"

He didn't say anything, just looked at me coldly, as if he didn't know me.

Wu Zhi's indifferent expression irritated me, and I was immediately out of breath.I couldn't help but put my hips on my hips, jumped up like a shrew, and cursed at the same time: "Wu Dalang, are you blind and didn't see me? What the hell are you pretending to be? What do you mean? Wu Dalang, do you know how much I hate you?" ? Without you, would I have come to this place? Wu Dalang, I hate you! Hate you to death!"

Wu Zhi didn't seem to hear my words, but just looked at me indifferently for a while, then stopped liking me, and lowered his head like before.He, he actually—fuck, he actually held a book as thick as a brick, read it intently, and didn't seem to hear anything outside the window.

I called again: "Hello—"

Wu Zhi still ignored me, turned a deaf ear, and read his book.

I called again: "Hey! Hey, hey!"

(End of this chapter)