Showdown: Opening and Wu Zetian’s wandering on the deserted island - Chapter 130

“The body is a little uncomfortable.” Wu Zetian didn’t care.

Bang.

The door of the house was pushed open, and the high soldier came in with a plate of food and water.

Shangguan Waner took a look at the dry food, including beef, mutton and some rough biscuits.

“Well done. What’s your name?”

“My Lord, little Lin Bai,” Lin Bai said pleasantly.

“Lin Bai? OK, go out first and you will be rewarded.” Shangguan Waner waved.

“Yes.” Lin Bai was very excited, thanked and went out.

“Your Highness, Wan’er asked you to drink water first.” Shangguan Wan’er asked carefully.

Wu Zetian took a sip of water and looked much better.

“Wan’er, have you found out what this town is called?” Wu Zetian put down her glass and said.

“Haven’t asked yet. Wan’er will check it later. Now please have a good rest,” said Shangguan Wan’er.

“Well, you all go out first and get me paper and pen.” Wu Zetian was silent for a long time and said.

“OK.” Shangguan Waner promised and pushed the door out.

Jiang Yichu looked at Xiaotian and felt inexplicable.

Wu Zetian in his memory doesn’t seem to be what she is now. How big the change is.

“Xiao Tian, when I come to this desert island, I feel that your character has changed.” Jiang Yichu said.

“Yes?” Wu Zetian asked with a frown.

“Yes, if you don’t believe it, ask Yuer.” Jiang Yichu affirmed and glanced at Li Lingyue.

Wu Zetian’s eyes also moved to Li Lingyue, looking forward to her reply.

“Yes, your highness, but I think it’s normal.” Li Lingyue nodded slightly and said.

“Oh? What’s the change? Why do you feel normal?” asked Wu Zetian.

“It’s very simple. It’s Da Zhou after all. Isn’t it normal for your highness to become serious?” Li Lingyue explained.

“What you said is really normal.” Wu Zetian also nodded.

“Xiaotian, you can’t really be Empress Wu, the emperor of the great Zhou Dynasty?” Jiang Yichu looked at the two people’s serious appearance and was desperate.

He always felt that they were not actors or joking, but he always felt that there was something wrong.

“Yes, I’m the king of a country. How can I lie to you?” said Wu Zetian.

“It’s true.” Jiang Yichu felt cold when he got a confident answer.

No, not really through the big week?

Bang.

The door was pushed open, and Shangguan Waner came in with a piece of paper and a pen in her hand.

“Immortal, this is what you want.”

“Well, put it on the table. I haven’t written for a long time. I don’t know if it will be strange.” Wu Zetian smiled awkwardly.

“OK.” Shangguan Waner was obedient, put her pen and ink beside the table, and then stood quietly like a maid.

Wu Zetian ignored it and looked at the pen and ink on the table.

The color of the ink is very bright. It looks like a first-class product.

But Wu Zetian disagreed: “what’s the matter with this pen and ink? Why is the paper so yellow?”

“Your Highness, don’t be angry. There are not many papers in poor towns, which is the best for them,” Shangguan Waner explained.

“The best? Didn’t you lie to me? The best is like this?” said Wu Zetian.

“Yes, it’s really the best.” Shangguan Waner said.

“Your Highness, you can use it first. What’s the situation now? You don’t need to care so much.” Li Lingyue explained.

Hearing this, Wu Zetian was silent for a moment and said wrongfully, “OK, it’s better than nothing.”

After a word, she picked up the pen with extreme flexibility.

Jiang Yichu looked at this posture, his eyes were not tight and narrowed: “good guy, look at your means, it’s too flexible.”

“Ah, are you flexible? Thank you for your praise.” Wu Zetian blushed and said weakly.

“Immortal, you don’t know. Your Highness’s calligraphy is very powerful.” Shangguan Waner showed off nearby.

“True or false?” Jiang Yichu was surprised and looked at Wu Zetian.

“It’s just fine, just like ordinary.” Wu Zetian said modestly.

“Xiao Tian, tell me to see what you write?” Jiang Yichu said immediately, having not seen Wu Zetian write.

He said this sentence not to see how beautiful Wu Zetian wrote, but to see if the words she wrote were familiar Chinese characters.

If so, it proves that you didn’t cross.

“Good.” Wu Zetian didn’t think too much. She was absorbed and her eyes were sharp.

Poof.

She lifted her pen, and with a few strokes, an extremely elegant word appeared on the paper.

“Good words, I didn’t expect that after so many days, your Highness’s literary talent still didn’t retreat.” Shangguan Waner said with a slight light.

“Dragon and Phoenix among people, your highness is your highness. No matter where you are, you can’t hide your glory.” Li Lingyue also said.

“You two are wonderful. How do you feel?” Wu Zetian smiled gently and looked at Jiang Yichu.

Jiang Yichu didn’t speak. His eyes were full of shock and his heart doubted life.

The word on the paper was not what he knew at all. It was a strange word he had never seen.

What is the answer? Needless to say.

“Immortal, what’s the matter with you? Why are you so shocked?” Wu Zetian asked suspiciously.

Is it because the immortal was surprised that his words were so beautiful that he was shocked.

“Nothing, what’s the word you wrote?” Jiang Yichu said with a bitter smile.

“Don’t the immortal know the words of my immortal?” Wu Zetian was surprised and asked.

“Of course I don’t know. If I knew you, would I ask you?” Jiang Yichu turned his eyes and said.

“OK, Wan’er, please explain to the immortal what words I wrote and what meaning it has.” Wu Zetian said after glancing at Shangguan Wan’er.

“Yes, immortal, the word your highness wrote is immortal. As for the meaning,” said Shangguan Waner, looking at Jiang Yichu quietly.

“Oh? What’s the meaning?” Jiang Yichu asked, feeling that Shangguan Waner’s eyes were a little strange.

“If it means anything, your highness is saying that Da Zhou welcomes the immortal.” Shangguan Waner smiled.

“Still have this meaning?” Jiang Yichu flashed a difference in his eyes and looked at Wu Zetian.

“Of course, there are. Immortals are distinguished guests. It’s natural that Da Zhou should be entertained.” Wu Zetian was more serious than ever.

“OK, I know.” Jiang Yichu waved his hand, and his heart became more and more concerned.

“Don’t know what immortal’s word is? Is it different from ours?” Li Lingyue thought of something and opened her mouth to look at Jiang Yichu.

“I’m sure it’s different. Compared with your font, mine is much simpler.” Jiang Yichu didn’t refute.

“Oh? Can I see what the immortal’s font is?” asked Wu Zetian.