Chapter 938 (1/2)

The couple's life was thus settled. In the daytime, she was as indifferent as water. He occasionally accompanied her well, and occasionally deliberately made her angry. He loved to watch her lose her temper, and then cuddled with people to admit her mistakes, which left her helpless. In the evening, she was completely free of the dignity of the day, and he used all kinds of means to perform the rites of Duke Zhou. Every time, she began with dissatisfaction, and ended with laziness and powerlessness. After all, she still liked it, so she indulged again and again.

In the twinkling of an eye, it's getting colder and colder.

Wu Baiqi is going to clean up the snake room and keep it for the winter.

Fu Xuan still did not dare to see black and white impermanence closely, but because Wu Baiqi occasionally mentioned them, he gradually became interested. Wu Baiqi saw that she was not really timid, but only because she was not familiar with her. She took the initiative to speak more to her, especially the spirituality of black and white impermanence. She secretly hoped that one day his wife would like his two treasures.

”Is Xuanxuan going to the snake house?” He took the book from her hand and shooed her like a show. ”I set it up by myself. Can I show you? Don't worry. Black and white impermanence is still in the wing room. It won't scare you

Fu Xuan was really curious and went with him.

Wu Baiqi's greatest skill over the years is to raise snakes. A snake room is arranged by him like a children's room, which is nothing new to Fu Xuan.

But it was only fresh, and still did not dare to touch Wu Baiqi's snake. He only pretended to forget to grab his arm at night.

In November, Emperor Jiahe died of illness and soon Xu Jin ascended the throne.

On the day after Fu Rong's seal, Fu Xuan also went into the palace to see him. When he came back in the afternoon, he found that Wu Baiqi was depressed. He went into the room and lay down on the bed. He pulled the quilt over his head, like a child who had been bullied outside.

In Fu Xuan's impression, Wu Baiqi is fond of playing and laughing. He is scolded by her. He either pretends to be aggrieved or talks back. He is angry for a while, and soon he will come up to admit his mistakes. He has never seen him look so limp.

”What's the matter?” Fu Xuan sat down in front of the bed and asked suspiciously.

Wu Baiqi twists and turns in the quilt without saying a word.