The princess doesn't talk much

Chapter 4 You Are My Husband!
It's not clear that when she woke up again, it was already daylight, but she was still woken up by the water.

The cold icy rain slapped her face indiscriminately, causing her to sneeze uncontrollably and wake up in a daze.

Without saying anything, I sighed helplessly in my heart, when did I form an indissoluble bond with Shui?Could it be that her five elements belong to water?
Before she could smooth out the strange thoughts in her mind, she suddenly saw a person staring straight at her.

A man, a... good-looking man!

Eyebrows like ink, eyes like stars...

It is said that his son is like jade, but his face is frosty, and he does not look warm.

It is said that he is like a god, but his purple pupils are coquettish, and he looks arrogant and evil.

The pattering rain drenched him from head to toe, the splashes on his shoulders, the water on his cheeks, and the mist on his eyelashes all reflected the few halos in the dense forest repeatedly, which made people feel He is crystal bright and incomparably dazzling.

She didn't say that she had heard people say in her previous life that some people would shine when they were beautiful, but she had never seen it before. She had only seen zombies, and the ugly ones made people panic.

But today she really wanted to use this adjective, he...he is really beautiful and shining.

"You're awake..." the man spoke, his breath tightened in a hard way, who will save her, what should I do if her ears are about to become pregnant, this is too nice to hear, gentle and moist, ethereal With a trace of distantness, it is very like the confession between lovers, the low embarrassment between lovers.

She sighed without saying anything, as expected, excellent people will make others improve, look, in just half a cup of tea together, she can think of so many praise words that can be used on this person.One last thing to add, unique!

This is really a unique man!

He pursed his lips without saying anything, and just about to introduce himself, the man continued, "Can you tell me who I am and where is this place?"

Ok?
He was stunned without saying anything, what does this mean?
The purple-eyed man looked blankly at No Words, waiting for her answer.

But at this moment, recovering from the beauty, he suddenly found that this man looked familiar.

The most familiar thing is not his appearance, but his distinctive eyes.

Those pupils that should have been black were now purple.

Purple pupil?

Just as he was trying to search the memory of the original owner without saying anything, the man continued: "I seem to have lost my memory..." The man murmured to himself while unconsciously clenching his palms.

In other words, following his small movements, he saw a black black jade wrench on his left thumb.

Almost as soon as he saw this finger pull, he immediately remembered who he was!

Black jade wrench finger, silver sky sword, snow and wind rider, golden wooden hairpin!This is... This is Ye Wuming, King Qin of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
God!

"Ah—" He couldn't hold back his words, and let out a groundhog's scream.

Why did Ye Wuming appear here?Da Zhou has already reached the northern suburbs of Yancheng?Then Beichu recruited a fart soldier!Isn't it good to surrender directly to save your life?

Ye Wuming frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure: "Shut up! What's your name, who are you?!" After the words fell, Ye Wuming's hand had already locked the throat that could not speak.

Wanting to cry without saying anything, asking people to shut up, and asking her name, isn't this too much to bear?So should she shut up or answer?
Feeling that the hand on the neck was gradually tightening, and his life was threatened, he immediately stretched out his right hand to hold Ye Wuming's pulse door, and followed her habitual movements, as long as he squeezed lightly, and then threw it lightly, Ye Wuming would be able to Let her be thrown two miles away.

But this time it's obviously impossible,
She pulled Ye Wuming's wrist hard, like a mayfly shaking a tree, and she couldn't shake him at all.

Seeing that the murderous intent in Ye Wuming's eyes was getting stronger, he couldn't say anything, he hugged Ye Wuming's wrist with both hands, and cried out: "Husband, you are my husband!"

Ye Wuming: "!!?"

(End of this chapter)