An arrogant concubine fell from the harem

Chapter 266 Boldly making trouble for people (9)

The third son of Wu was a little uneasy, but after all, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers and is very vigorous, so he strode over.His second uncle was so frightened that his face turned pale and his body trembled like a maniac. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to speak, and closed his mouth tightly again.

I find it amusing.

Such a majestic official was so frightened that he didn't even dare to fart.It seems that being powerful is really cool for him.

I yelled at Third Young Master Wu: "Kneel down!"

The third son of Wu looked at his second uncle.His second uncle, Zhou Shoubei, secretly took a look at Wu Dalang. Although he didn't know who I was in the rough clothes, Wu Dalang just looked at me coldly and didn't make a sound to stop him, obviously acquiescing to my actions.In order to protect himself, Zhou Shoubei kept a straight face and parroted: "Kneel down."

At this time, no matter how stupid Third Young Master Wu was, he knew in his heart that he had met someone who was higher class than him, even higher class than his second uncle who was the imperial palace.With his pig head, it is estimated that it is impossible to guess who is this person in front of him who is wearing casual clothes, is younger than him, is not angry but powerful, and everyone calls "Prince Prince". Seeing how trembling his second uncle looked, he probably knew the seriousness of the situation.

The third son of Wu knelt down, and began to feel a little panicked.

I said again: "You, slap yourself in the face!"

Zhou Shoubei was stern and selfless, and parroted his tongue again: "You, slap yourself!"

Wu Dalang didn't stop me either, he just drank his tea leisurely.Instead, Xie Xida, who was standing by the side, looked at it with interest, and even raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.Chunmei also looked over, the original pale face turned red, her eyes fluttered, and she couldn't help smiling.

The domineering young master Wu just now had already gone to the Himalayas, and like his second uncle, he trembled, the muscles on both sides of his face tensed, and he stammered, "What, what? Since, slap yourself, slap in the face?" He looked at his second uncle timidly with a look of pleading for help, and his voice was crying: "Second uncle, I, I—"

Zhou Shoubei didn't dare to speak too much for him. Maybe he would be slapped by himself because of a small mistake. He said sharply, "Slap me if you tell me!"

(End of this chapter)