Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

After twelve o'clock, Zhen Qi rubbed her sore eyes. If it was before, she would have been sleeping dimly under the warm quilt by now.

Janet yawned loudly.Reaching out to turn off the desk lamp for Kotaro's study, he climbed into the pink Simmons cot, pulled up the quilt, and started to think wildly.

In fact, what Song Yu said is correct. My current situation is not optimistic. Lin Miaolan's threat has not yet begun, but now Song Yu's fiancee in name has come. Now, everyone including myself has become the third. So now I must follow what Song Yu said, work hard to improve myself, and work hard to stand side by side, otherwise I will live and die with him. Zhenqi knows that the current self cannot do without Song Yu. , in this luxurious place, without him, she would be unable to move a single step, even though she has been here for almost three years.

In fact, thinking about what I have been through these years, I am really useless. At the beginning, I insisted on learning painting. Well, Ms. Du endured it, but she dropped out after only half a semester. In the end, she was unemployed before even finishing school. homeless.I didn't feel much before, but after meeting Shao Han, Song Yu, and Lin Miaolan among the dragons and phoenixes, Zhenqi disliked herself more and more, especially during the days with Song Yu, Zhenqi accepted her from time to time. Looking at Song Yu's contemptuous eyes, it hit her fragile self-esteem.

The more she thought about it, the more unpleasant it became. In the end, Zhenqi buried her head in the quilt sadly. In fact, she really worked hard to adapt and accept those terrible subjects, but no one could understand her sorrow. She thought Song Yu I understand, but in the end he also called her stupid, especially after looking at the test paper in which he had improved by two points, and then called her three times—Lu Zhenqi, why are you so stupid.

If only she knew why she was so stupid, Zhenqi sniffed, she really wanted to ask Song Yu, do you like me, or my IQ, but in the end Zhenqi still didn't ask, once Don't dare, secondly, I'm afraid, afraid that Song Yu will say that he likes his IQ.

In fact, Zhenqi has always wanted to know the geometric algebra binary equation of one, two, three, four, five, sulfate, hydrochloric acid, amino acid, hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium, boron carbon, acceleration of circuit resistance, and the "howareyou" that I have to say every day. Horse stuff!What does it have to do with my own life!

how you?

fine.

Fine is tall, is it very bad?

Zhenqi kept roaring in her heart, this kind of life not only destroyed her body, but also attacked her soul.

In this and extreme dissatisfaction, Zhenqi gradually fell asleep and had a dream. In the dream, there was a magnificent palace, high red tile eaves, and golden dragons circling around the red columns. Exquisite pavilions and waterside pavilions, as well as a royal garden full of flowers.

In the dream, everyone is celebrating the Longevity Festival for the emperor, James Soong Yu. In the bright night, the whole harem hangs up red lanterns, a long birthday feast is set up in the imperial garden, musicians and singers show off their talents, and the concubines in the harem Congratulations were sent one after another.

Zhen Qi knelt under the high dragon chair, not daring to show her air. The little eunuch picked up a test paper with red crosses all over it, and said at the top of her voice, "Concubine Zhen sent a 27-point test paper."

Song Yu, who was sitting on the dragon chair, frowned, "Drag on."

At this moment, "La Concubine Empress arrives."

Then Zhenqi saw Lin Miaolan Shi Shiran, who was wearing a moon-satin satin embroidered cloud and phoenix court gown, came forward, saluted Song Yu, and said with a smile: "The concubine also sent a test paper and later." As a birthday gift, I wish the emperor a long life and a healthy body."

Song Yu on the dragon chair squinted his eyes: "How much?"

Lin Miaolan raised her head with a proud expression: "Nine out of eighty."

Song Yu smiled with satisfaction: "A pair of jade-appreciating couples!"

Before Zhenqi could react from her surprise, she heard someone say, "The empress is here."

So Zhenqi saw Wen Muya, who was surrounded by many people and came with a phoenix crown.

Zhenqi's heart beat violently a few times.

"Your Majesty, this concubine has brought you a gift." Wen Muya smiled slightly at Zhen Qi, who felt her heart was captured instantly.

"What gift did Concubine Ai prepare for me?" Song Yu looked at Wen Muya with a smile on his face.

"One-hundred-point test papers, five."

After Wen Muya finished speaking, there was thunderous applause.

Then Zhenqi woke up suddenly amidst the thunderous applause, her forehead was already covered with fine sweat.

……

Because of the unspeakable nightmare, Zhenqi was not in the mood to sleep all night. When she woke up the next day, she yawned again and again. When standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom and brushing her teeth, Zhenqi found that her dark circles were black. .

In a daze, she brushed her teeth, washed her face, applied some Dabao SOD honey, and patted her face until it was absorbed. Zhenqi blinked her eyes in the mirror. The dream from yesterday has been entwined in her mind. What kind of dream is this, such a wonderful thing.

When Zhenqi took out a box of yogurt from the refrigerator and sucked half of it, someone took it away. Seeing Li in front of her, Song Yu Zhenqi in pajamas called out in a low voice: "Your Majesty..." Then her face turned dark. Line, this is definitely a sequelae of the dream.

It was not only Zhenqi who had black lines on her face, but also her pajamas. She reached out and touched Zhenqi's forehead.Before the pajamas could speak, Zhen Qi said shyly: "The uncle and the concubine called me wrong."

The pajamas' temples throbbed violently a few times, and then poked Zhenqi's head: "Speak well."

"It's just that I played tricks on someone just now, so don't be overwhelmed." Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu angrily and said, and then took advantage of Song Yu's inattention and passed the milk in his hand, but it hadn't reached her mouth yet. Bian was snatched by Song Yu.

"You can't eat cold ones in the morning." Song Yu cast a cold glance at Zhen Qi.

"But I'm hungry." Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu righteously. She was so hungry that she talked back to Song Yu.

"Ah Chun is already making breakfast." Song Yu put the milk into the refrigerator, then rubbed Zhen Qi's long hair: "You just wait."

Looking at Song Yu's pretty face, Zhen Qi suddenly remembered the dream she had, and then remembered her identity. In the dream, she and Lin Miaolan were both concubines, but Erwen Muya was the queen. It fits the current situation very well.Jenny smiled awkwardly.

"What's the smirk of the Qing Dynasty?" Song Yu frowned and looked at Zhen Qi.

"Uncle, I had a dream last night. In the dream, you were the emperor, and Lin Miaolan and I were your concubines, and Wen Muya was the queen." Zhen Qi said, instinctively covering up the matter of the test paper.

But even though he didn't mention the test paper, Song Yu's face was still gloomy; "I just think about it all day long when I have nothing to do. I will do ten test papers today, and I will come back and check them."

Zhen Qi looked at Song Yu's horse face, and sniffed lightly, as expected, she shouldn't have said it.

After breakfast, Song Yu borrowed a phone and left in a hurry. When Zhen Qi sent him to the elevator, Song Yu kissed Zhen Qi on the forehead lightly. After asking Zhen Qi some small things, Song Yu It reminded her of the ten papers again.

Although she didn't like to do it, even though she hated it, Zhen Qi sent Song Yu away with a forced smile, and then she lay down on the table and wandered through the test papers that were easy to understand just by the questions.Swimming around, Zhen Qi became prone on the desk, and soon had that weird dream again.

After waking up drenched in sweat again, Zhenqi suddenly remembered what the old people said, there are omens for warriors.

What does the omen mean? Soong Yu will have wives and concubines like an emperor, or is it that no matter how hard he and Lin Miaolan work, they are just living as concubines.

Zhenqi's heart was a little depressed, and it felt like the poem he just read, "It's like a stick in my throat, I can't spit it out."

But how to vomit and whom to vomit, Zhenqi is very troubled by these two ensuing problems.

Just when Zhenqi was holding her breath, the mobile phone on the side suddenly rang. She thought it was from Luo Luoda, but when she saw that it was Ms. Du, Zhenqi took it after thinking twice. Telephone.

"Zhenqi, I saw on TV today that Song Yu was going to get engaged to Wen. What's going on? I'm so anxious. I'm going to pack up my things and go to Binhai to see you." Ms. Du's sobbing voice came from the phone .

Only since her father passed away, Zhenqi has never seen Ms. Du sobbing and sad in front of her.

Now I hear Ms. Du being so sad. Zhenqi is very happy and very moved. People always find the truth in adversity. I used to think that Ms. Du despised her for being stupid at first. In the end, she hated that she had dropped out of school and embarrassed her family, but now listening to Ms. Du's sad voice, Zhenqi knew that she really loved her.After her father had passed away for so many years, she was the only person in the world who was related to her by blood.

"Mom, those reports are all nonsense. There is nothing wrong with my relationship with the voice, so don't worry about me." Zhen Qi comforted Ms. Du, but she could only wipe her tears in the mirror.

Now she also thinks that these are all fake, just her own dreams.

"Zhen Qi, be strong, we can't help you, your father died early, if your father was still alive, you wouldn't be bullied so casually." Speaking of his father who passed away unfortunately, Ms. Du was even more sad.

"Mom, I really have nothing to do. You and Dad Zhang have to take care of yourself. Watch less gossip news. If uncle and I really don't get along, I'll leave." Zhen Qi wiped off her tiredness, and then told some After the incident, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Yes, Lu Zhenqi, be strong, no one can be strong for you, the Lu Zhenqi in the mirror has red eyes, which makes people feel very heartbroken, Zhenqi kisses her lips with her index finger, and presses her lips in the mirror. on the lips.

"Come on, Lu Zhenqi, let's fight."