An arrogant concubine fell from the harem

The 87th chapter wedding candle night (6)

The stomach is finally full, not hungry, but thirsty.

Can you not be thirsty?The desserts, one is golden jujube cake, one is caviar sandwich cake, one is chestnut cake, and the other is Wufu cake. Although they are delicious, after eating, the mouth is very dry and feels like a desert.

I searched around and found no extra teacups except for the one used by Wu Dalang.

I will never touch Wu Dalang's cup. Who knows if he has AIDS, or tuberculosis, or hepatitis B, or other infectious diseases?If it is not done well, and it is transmitted to me through saliva, wouldn't I be in bad luck?Although I traveled to this inexplicable ghost place, I still don't want to die young.

My mouth is very dry.

I simply didn't do it, just grabbed the teapot, raised my head in a very unladylike manner, stretched my neck, opened my mouth wide, "grrrrrrr", and poured the tea into my mouth.After drinking half a pot of tea, I was satisfied, wiped my mouth with my sleeve, and put the teapot back to its original place.

When I looked up, I saw Wu Dalang looked up at me again, his gaze was still cold.

Wu Dalang's indifference pissed me off again, and I suddenly forgot that this was ancient times and that he was the emperor.Hmph, I am not a fuel-efficient lamp, and I am easy to bully.

Immediately, I was angry from the bottom of my heart, and the evil turned to my guts. I crossed my waist, glared at him, and shouted fiercely: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?"

Wu Dalang frowned, he still didn't speak - who knows if he is dumb?He didn't move, just looked at me, his eyes were dark and dark, and he didn't know what bird he was thinking about.

My stubborn temper came up, and I did not show weakness, and stared at him.

The two looked at each other, staring wide-eyed.

People are newborn calves not afraid of tigers, I am new to ancient times and I am not afraid of the emperor-what is there to be afraid of the emperor?Isn't he human like me?It's not God.

Finally, Wu Dalang is a good man who doesn't fight with women.After all, he is the king of a country, he probably thought, bullying a girl is not a hero.Wu Dalang retracted his gaze, picked up the book again, turned his ears to nothing outside the window, and focused on reading again.

That book, I don't know what it is.

(End of this chapter)