Zhu Wuhuan suppressed his laughter and turned to look at him as a tyrant who was ready to kill people at the slightest disagreement.
Although it was a bit inappropriate, she couldn't help but think about it secretly.
He is now an invisible and intangible soul that can be blown away by a gust of wind. Who can he kill?
Even though he's making such a big show, if he really wants to kill someone, shouldn't she be the one to do it?
Feng Changye saw that Zhu Wuhuan didn't say anything, so he turned his head and looked at her.
His eyes were dangerous, "Can't bear to kill?"
Zhu Wuhuan really wanted to roll his eyes at him and let him figure it out.
Do you think that this is the dynasty under his rule and he can kill people at will?
In modern society, killing is illegal.
Besides, if someone just said one wrong thing, he wouldn't be killed, right?
She looked up at Mu Sinan again.
Mu Sinan had guessed from her silence that he might have run out of ideas. He felt a little embarrassed and said, "Sorry, I said the wrong thing."
He coughed lightly. "It's mainly because I've appeared in several TV series featuring Emperor Feng Changye of Daning, and I've deliberately researched his historical evaluation. Whether in TV series or in history books, his reputation... well, doesn't seem like the perfect husband you're describing."
Zhu Wuhuan said lazily, "The tyrant in the history books is different from my husband. You may not believe it, but I have the skills to control my husband. I trained my tyrant into a good emperor loved by the people. In Daning today, many people still go to the temple to light eternal lanterns for him during festivals."
Mu Sinan looked at her silently, and tried hard to hold back the three words "I don't believe it".
It is difficult to change one's nature, and he didn't believe that the tyrant who killed countless people would become a good husband.
"Oh……"
When the angry Feng Changye saw that Zhu Wuhuan did not help him beat the man, he floated out of the car window with a dark face and a very stubborn look.
He, Feng Changye, would never ride in someone else's car if he hated that person!
He would rather run after it!
Even if running like this would be unworthy of his imperial demeanor, he would never take a car!
So, under Zhu Wuhuan's incredulous gaze, he floated out and ran after the car on the road.
After a while, he was left far behind by the car.
When the traffic jam stopped a while later, he caught up again, bent down proudly and raised his eyebrows at Zhu Wuhuan in the car.
Then the traffic ahead was no longer congested, and as soon as the car started moving, he was left behind again, and was sprayed in the face with car exhaust!
Zhu Wuhuan: “…”
She held her forehead and thought that the wormhole she traveled through must have squeezed her tyrant's brain and made him stupid!
Otherwise, how could it be so childish!
She rolled down the window and watched the guy running behind her speechlessly. She was really worried that he would get lost and couldn't find his way back to her. What a fool!
When Mu Sinan saw Zhu Wuhuan roll down the car window and look back, he thought she hadn't been back to modern times for many years and was looking at the scenery outside, so he slowed down the car to let her see enough.
This way, Feng Changye's pursuit would be less strenuous.
After driving slowly for ten minutes, the car stopped in front of the nearest five-star hotel.
Mu Sinan handed Zhu Wuhuan an unopened box of masks and said, "Sir, my wife recently starred in a TV series and is very popular. If someone recognizes you, it will be very troublesome."
Zhu Wuhuan took it and said, "Thank you."
She took out a mask and put it on, then signaled to Mu Sinan that she didn't need to drive him anymore, and got out of the car and walked towards the hotel front desk.
Feng Changye caught up with her, panting, and floated beside her, looking back at Mu Sinan as he floated.
His eyes were still murderous.
Zhu Wuhuan didn't bother to care about him. He went to the front desk to get his ID card to book a room, then took the elevator upstairs with the room card.
Feng Changye followed her with a cold face and didn't say a word to her.
Humph, who told her not to help him beat that guy?
Zhu Wuhuan glanced at him again and again until they entered the suite and closed the door. Then she raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you still angry? You're already in your forties. Can't you be more tolerant? I didn't mean it."
Feng Changye thought, it was because he didn't mean it that made people even more angry, because it proved that person subconsciously felt that he was not worthy of Huanhuan.
Oh.
He could tolerate people calling him a tyrant, but he could not tolerate others thinking that he was not worthy of Huanhuan.
He and Huanhuan are obviously the most suitable match, a match made in heaven!
Seeing him standing there sulking, Zhu Wuhuan laughed at him, "Didn't you say that the tyrant of this world and you, Feng Changye, are not the same person? They think the tyrant of this world is not worthy of me, so what does it have to do with you, Feng Changye? Feng Changye is my husband, and the tyrant of this world is a historical figure whose skull is the only thing left that I've studied."
She sat down on the sofa and patted her side. "My dear little husband, in this modern society full of malice towards you, you must learn the spirit of Ah Q and strive to distinguish yourself from the tyrants, otherwise you will suffer."
Feng Changye sat down beside her and sighed softly, "I've only been here for an hour, and I've sighed more times than I did in Daning in a whole year. I swear, I'll never come to this damn modern place again!"
Zhu Wuhuan said with a smile, "Since we're here, it's a day whether we're happy or not, let's have some fun!"
She pointed at the TV in front of her and said, "Here, do you want to watch TV? Haven't you always been curious about the mobile phones, TVs, and computers here? You are a spirit now, so you can't use the computer or the phone. I'll turn on the TV for you to watch."
Feng Changye's eyes fell on the TV.
There was a mixture of desire and entanglement in his eyes.
He wanted to watch TV, to see just how amazing the TVs described in the modern society encyclopedia the system had given him were...
However, he was also very conflicted. He was afraid that as soon as he turned on the TV, he would see "The Death of Tyrant Feng Changye" playing, and he would be angry again.
Zhu Wuhuan looked at him with a grin. "Oh my goodness! When did our all-conquering emperor, the one who could make his ministers want to bang their heads against the pillars, become so timid? See?"
Feng Changye gritted his teeth and said, "Look!"
It’s no big deal. If he gets really angry later, he can just go out the window and fly like a kite to calm himself down.
Zhu Wuhuan turned on the TV for him.
It just so happened that the channel I turned on was broadcasting the bikini beauty pageant.
So, the screen was full of beauties wearing bikinis, each of them posing beautifully, standing there elegantly with their hands on their hips and smiling at the screen.
Zhu Wuhuan hasn't seen clothes like this for a long time and is quite interested.
But Feng Changye beside her was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly raised his hands to cover his beautiful eyes as if his eyes were stung by pepper water!
Zhu Wuhuan turned around and looked at him in surprise, "What are you doing?"
Feng Changye still covered his eyes with his palms. "This is the dressing style of your world. I respect you, so I won't say anything unpleasant like it's immoral... But I definitely won't read it myself!"
Zhu Wuhuan burst into laughter!
What kind of male model student in the Dermatology class is this!
The key parts of her body are covered, right? It's just her shoulders, legs, and abdomen, what's wrong with that?
She leaned over and whispered to him, "Other men are looking, why aren't you looking? As long as you maintain a pure heart of admiring beauties and don't have any blasphemous thoughts towards them, then it's okay to look. I'm not that stingy."
Feng Changye snorted and was determined not to fall for her trick.
Now that he wasn't looking, she of course said she wasn't so stingy anymore, but as long as he kept staring at the beauty, she would definitely get jealous.
He won't give her the chance to get jealous!
Besides, he didn't think there was anything good about it. They all had the same arms and legs. Who had an extra hand than his Huanhuan?
So he insisted to Zhu Wuhuan, "No, I just want to look at my Huanhuan. I only use my eyes to look at Huanhuan."
Seeing that he had been covering his eyes with a firm attitude, Zhu Wuhuan couldn't help but smile sweetly.
Emma, I am so lucky to have such a self-aware husband!
She changed the channel as he wished.
This channel broadcasts a TV series about the Anti-Japanese War and the suppression of bandits, with gunfire and rain of bullets, accompanied by passionate and exciting music, which is exactly what men like to watch.
Feng Changye put his hands down and watched the people on TV ambushing in the woods, firing bullets with guns in their hands. The enemy opposite was shot and fell down as soon as he stood up. His eyes suddenly lit up.
This is good!
Is this the modern firearm mentioned in the book that the system gave him?
Much better than the bows and arrows of Daning.
He continued to read.
Then someone pulled out a grenade from his pocket, raised his hand, and threw it at the enemy. There was a loud bang and sparks flew everywhere. Then, the enemies around the explosion fell down with screams, no longer breathing.
"Very good!"
Feng Changye stared at the TV screen without blinking, his heart filled with excitement.
Grenade! Awesome!
If they, Daning, could have such a highly lethal weapon, they would be able to dominate the entire world!
He watched with great interest. Although Zhu Wuhuan didn't like watching this kind of thing, she watched it boredly from the side in order to keep him company.
Ten minutes later, the episode ended.
Entered the advertising stage.
Feng Changye looked regretful, "It's over? Can I still watch it?"
Zhu Wuhuan said, "It seems like it will be on the news later. If I switch to online TV, I can probably search for this TV series and watch it all at once... But I've been away for many years, so I don't know how to do it right now."
She said as she prepared to get up and try it.
Feng Changye stopped her, "Don't try, let's wait until daybreak. Just find me a good-looking channel and I'll watch it here by myself. You go to sleep."
Zhu Wuhuan nodded.
She kept changing the channel on the remote until—
"You tyrant, you will die a horrible death, ahhhh!"
Suddenly, a woman's shrill and miserable voice came from the TV screen!
Zhu Wuhuan and Feng Changye both widened their eyes and stared at the screen!
Wow, which tyrant is this? Is it Feng Changye?
Then, actors with Daning's clothing style appeared in front of Zhu Wuhuan and Feng Changye on the TV screen.
They watched the woman in the queen's robe being dragged and tortured, watched the woman screaming and cursing the tyrant, and silently looked at each other.
"This... seems to be you, huh?"
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