Zhu Wuhuan thought that he wanted to wait until there were fewer people in the museum, unless he came alone late at night.
She "patiently" waited for him for half a minute, and when he didn't come over, she went in triumphantly.
Love comes or not, it depends on him.
A grown man still needs her to coax him in, right?
Humph, yesterday when she was looking at gossip online, he laughed at her for not having the courage to face it, and laughed at her fingers shaking as she scrolled through the web pages. So, today it’s his turn to bear everyone’s malice, and he can’t stand it anymore, right?
Hahaha, she really wants to laugh to the sky now. She is now Niu Hulu Huanhuan, the Huanhuan who has avenged her great hatred!
Feng Changye had no idea what Zhu Wuhuan was thinking at the moment. When he saw that she didn't wait for him and lined up with those people to go in, he was stunned.
What about love?
Ever since coming to the modern era, she has been treating him less and less seriously. She can easily abandon him in a place where he is unfamiliar with. How excessive!
He struggled for half a second, then went in anyway.
He might face a lot of scolding after entering the prison, but he would rather be scolded than lose his wife.
There are so many doors here. What if his daughter-in-law goes out through another door and he can't find his daughter-in-law Huanhuan?
So when Zhu Wuhuan just arrived at the first exhibition hall, he saw Feng Changye following him with a serious face.
She turned her head and smiled at him through the mask.
He looked at her face, revealing only her eyes, and snorted, "If someone scolds me later, you must not fight with them, do you hear me? Who told you to love me so much, right? You definitely can't stand others scolding me."
Zhu Wuhuan almost laughed at what he said!
What does he mean?
On the surface, he was hypocritically advising her not to fight with others, but in fact, the subtext was that he secretly hoped that she would act like she loved him very much, and would defend and protect him, and would fight with others if she heard people scolding him!
Listen to the sentence he deliberately added at the end: "Who told you to love me so much? You definitely can't stand others scolding me" -
Isn’t it obvious what he meant by adding this?
He just wanted to warn her that if someone around him cursed him later and she remained unmoved and acted very calm, then in his heart this would mean that she didn't love him!
Thinking of this, Zhu Wuhuan stared at Feng Changye's smug look quietly, and suddenly, she curled her lips and smiled.
Humph, not only will she not defend him later, she will be the first to scold him!
If you don’t believe me, just wait and see!
As soon as Feng Changye saw Zhu Wuhuan's eyes, he felt something was wrong.
Is she trying to do something bad?
He stared at her back with full vigilance. If she dared to do anything bad, he would not let her go!
One person and one soul followed the crowd, moving slowly from one exhibition hall to another.
Soon, the crowd gradually dispersed.
After all, there were too many exhibition halls, and many people wanted to see different antiques. Everyone went to the passage leading to their own exhibition hall. Zhu Wuhuan took Feng Changye to the passage on the right as if he was familiar with the place.
But this passage is terribly sparsely populated...
Apart from Zhu Wuhuan, there were only a dozen or so young girls!
And in other channels, there are at least seventy or eighty people!
There were hundreds of people, all excitedly rushing into the same exhibition hall, it was extremely crowded!
Feng Changye followed Zhu Wuhuan while turning his head in disbelief to look at the crowded passage!
He said in surprise, "Why are they all going somewhere else? What are the exhibitions in other places? Why do we have the fewest people here?"
He was particularly worried that there would be too many people visiting his skull, and that everyone would point fingers and curse at him, but now he found that his exhibition hall had the fewest people, and he became indignant again!
He said angrily, "Are they out of their minds? Isn't my emperor's skull even worth a glance? My skull is the only one preserved from ancient times. It's a one-of-a-kind thing, isn't it a rare treasure? They actually rushed to the west exhibition hall. Could anything there be more precious than the emperor's head?"
Zhu Wuhuan listened to him losing his temper, looked at him again and again, and almost laughed to tears!
Emma!
His Majesty the Emperor found that there were not many people willing to waste time running to his skull and scolding him, so he felt humiliated and angry!
She looked back and saw that the dozen or so girls were talking and walking slowly. They were a bit far away from her and probably couldn't hear her, so she signaled Feng Changye to come over.
Through the mask, she smiled and whispered to him, "Don't be angry. You're not as rare as those in Hall 7 over there. So your popularity isn't as high as theirs. That's normal."
Feng Changye refused to acknowledge this fact, "Impossible! What could be more precious than the emperor's skull!"
Zhu Wuhuan curled his lips. "That's the dragon and phoenix robe from Daning on display over there. If you hadn't worn that dragon robe and become emperor, who would you be more noble than? You'd be just an ordinary person! So, Your Majesty, face reality. From the beginning to the end, it's the dragon robe, that supreme status, not you, that's noble. So, the dragon robe is more popular than your skull. Isn't that abnormal?"
“…” Feng Changye became withdrawn.
That’s right, so what if it’s the emperor’s skull? If he weren’t the emperor, what’s the difference between his skull and the skulls of other dead people?
Is his skull really more beautiful than others? Don't be so narcissistic... If it weren't for his status as emperor, he wouldn't even be able to enter this museum...
He took a deep breath and asked about other places, "What are they exhibiting in other places? Why are there so many people? If the exhibits are just things used by the emperor, then they are not as precious as the emperor's own skull, haha..."
Zhu Wuhuan glanced at him and smiled, "They're some royal collections of calligraphy and paintings, and antique porcelain used by the emperor. While I don't think they're as precious or beautiful as your skull, others still find them more valuable... because from an aesthetic, artistic, and collectible perspective, those beautiful things truly surpass your skull wine bowl."
She silently stabbed him in the heart. "Your skull has no artistic value, nor does it have any collectible value. It's just a curiosity. Look at those girls behind us. I guess they all want to see how miserable you, the emperor, have been. They only come to see your skull out of curiosity. None of them are here to see the antique..."
Feng Changye was devastated, his face dark and stinky, "Zhu Wuhuan, shut up! If you keep talking like that, I'm going to shut myself up!"
He turned around and no longer looked at how lively the other exhibition halls were and how desolate his exhibition hall was.
He snorted, trying to save his dignity, "If they don't want to come, then don't come. I don't even need them to come. They're a bunch of superficial people!"
Zhu Wuhuan tried very hard to hold back the laughter that was about to burst out.
Her tyrant is so miserable. Really.
She tried to comfort him, "Actually, before I traveled through time, quite a lot of people came to see your skull. Back then, those who came to the museum were people who had a deep respect and true love for antiques. So they would look at all the antiques one by one, without favoring one over another. But nowadays, many young people look at antiques just for the sake of seeing them. They will disdain things that are not beautiful or not worth bragging about."
Feng Changye said dimly, "I'm not comforted."
He complained to Zhu Wuhuan, "You know what's worse than being surrounded and yelled at? It's when people aren't even bothered to yell at you... Why are they putting my skull in a museum when no one's watching? Are they trying to prove that the emperor didn't do a good job and didn't even have a fangirl after his death? Are they trying to prove how miserable tyrants are?"
He said viciously, "I want to steal it and bury it! Even if I grind it to dust and scatter it, it's better than leaving it here to gather dust in silence and desolation!"
Zhu Wuhuan looked at him in surprise. "Steal it? No way. You don't have the ability to steal things now, and I will never break the law and help you steal national cultural relics. Forget it."
Feng Changye just wanted Zhu Wuhuan to help him, but she stopped him before he could even open his mouth.
He was holding his breath.
"You are truly my good queen! When you saw this skull placed here before, you didn't have any emotional fluctuations. That's normal, after all, you didn't know me! But now I am your husband, and you actually have the heart to watch your husband's head being placed here for others to see? Don't you feel sorry for me?"
Zhu Wuhuan rolled his eyes. Distressed?
They will be returning to Daning in a dozen days. His body is in Daning. Why bother about whether the skull here is in a museum or buried?
Seeing that Zhu Wuhuan was unmoved, Feng Changye shook his head and said, "Zhu Wuhuan, you know what? If your head was placed in a museum, I, your husband, would risk being pierced by thousands of arrows and rush to get it back!"
Zhu Wuhuan was stunned. She glanced at him sideways.
Judging from his bad temper, it seems... he could really do such a thing.
She felt warm and helpless.
She said to him softly, "Feng Changye, if you were killed and your body was hung on the city wall, I would definitely lead a huge army to rush over and snatch your head away. But it's different now. Your skull has been buried underground for a thousand years and has long been ownerless. It is now a national cultural relic. Stealing it is illegal, you know? I was raised by the country, I can't break the law and steal cultural relics..."
Feng Changye glanced at her and said nothing more.
He knew her orphan background and her deep love for this country, and he didn't want to make things difficult for her.
But he thought to himself, she was wrong. How could this skull be called ownerless? Before he came, it was ownerless, but now he was here! This was his head, why couldn't he take it back and bury it?
He, Feng Changye, can take back his own head with confidence, and even the country can't do anything about him!
He must find a way to get this skull back!
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