Detecting fragrance and ugly concubine

Everyone may have a neurotic side, and so does Zhen Liang!

In just one or two sentences, her nervousness broke out. Just now, what she thought was a tragic event had completely reversed its direction and turned into a joyful event worth looking forward to!

Just like tragedies and comedies, they are nothing more than magic in a human thought.

Masuzu suddenly felt that she could use the palace like a shackle and a cage as a tourist attraction. Maybe in a year, or maybe not in a year, she would be able to find a way to leave that tourist attraction after having fun.

She can completely change the attitude towards the legendary young emperor who is unparalleled in handsomeness, magnanimity, and talent, because besides being a boar and stallion who needs to mate with countless women, he has other abilities , she can appreciate him, judge him, deny him, or worship him from the perspective of someone who faces the "holy".

As a clean freak, what she is most afraid of enduring is his luck. However, because she is in a good mood at the moment, she feels that it is not a terrible thing. First of all, Nangong Lie, who has tried countless beautiful beauties, faced her like this Such an ugly girl would definitely disdain it, and secondly, assuming that he was entrusted by his real aunt to share the bed with her to do that kind of thing, it’s actually not a big deal, and then she just needs to comfort herself like this: Oops, It's just someone else's body, so what's the essential relationship with me?Take it wherever you want!

There is still a long distance from the inn where he was originally staying. The third master's pace is getting faster and faster. In some places, he even leaps with his feet off the ground, trying to walk as far as possible to the place with eaves, but he still cannot avoid being drenched in the rain. Shower again.

Even though her body was getting colder and colder, as if she was about to lose her own body temperature, the ice in Zhen Liang's heart was melting rapidly, and when her nervousness was brought to the extreme, she couldn't help laughing.

However, she didn't intend to let the third master know her sudden happy mood, so she buried her whole face tightly in his broad and solid chest, and in order to suppress the laughter, she His body began to shake violently, and the more he tried to control it, the stronger the shaking became.

Zhenliang could only do his best not to let the third master see her distorted smiling face, he couldn't stop his body shaking more and more violently, and when the third master felt the person in his arms trembling violently, his thick eyebrows froze immediately. Die tight, very annoyed in my heart.

At first, the third master thought that Zhen Liang was shaking because her body was about to freeze, but when she lowered her eyes and saw her deeply buried face, she thought that she was shaking because she was crying in his arms.

He regretted that her tears were all printed on the clothes on his chest but melted into the rain, and there was no trace of them.

The third master twitched the corner of his bitter mouth with difficulty, but he couldn't say a word of comfort after all, and kept a basket full of hurtful words in his heart.

This silly woman is just entering a palace to be a concubine. Is it really so difficult and painful?He had already given her a one-year deadline, and for other women, let alone a year, he wouldn't even give her a chance in the blink of an eye.

Rao was full of complaints and blames for Zhenliang in his heart, but the third master kept speeding up his pace, holding her tighter and tighter, wishing to pinch her into the skin and hide her, so that she would not be caught by the rain. The person who can see him clearly even in an instant even when he is wet, understands his complicated heart.

The long road finally came to an end, the third master finally kicked into the original guest room with Zhen Liang in his arms.

The middle-aged woman who stayed in the guest room to take care of her immediately left. The room with the closed door was filled with scorching steam.

The bathtub that Masuzu had used and removed had been resettled at some point, and now it was filled with hot water of just the right temperature.

Before going out, the third master ordered the proprietress of the inn to prepare a bathtub and hot water, and to keep it warm enough at all times, so that when Zhenliang came back, he could sit in the bathtub and soak in it to avoid the wind and cold.

There are only Sanye and Zhenliang in the guest room, it is quiet, only the mist from the hot water is permeating the movement, the movement is quiet, the stillness is slightly moving, looking from a distance, the two people in the white mist, Like a meaningful scroll of love.

The third master gently threw Zhenliang on the ground, and said coldly, "Go in and soak."

Zhenliang staggered a few steps before barely standing still, with one hand resting naturally on the edge of the tub.

When her feet landed on the ground, because she had laughed enough, the expression on her face was put away in time, and even though the veil had disappeared at some point, her face looked dull, as if she was still angry.

Glancing at the tub beside him that was constantly emitting mist, Zhenliang sneered, "I'll just go in if you tell me to? I won't go in!"

Although she has already thought through many difficult and important matters, she still has a lot of complicated grievances towards this man, and she can't just forget it if she wants to. So at this moment, she has to play tricks on him, Otherwise, once she enters the palace, she doesn't know how long she will have to wait to get back the losses she suffered from him.

The third master stared at her coldly, as if he wanted to make her feel cold, so he consciously soaked in the bathtub, but Zhenliang didn't feel scared, instead he rolled his eyes at him, and curled his mouth with a strange look Said, "It's comfortable when the rainwater sticks to my body. I enjoy this kind of sexual feeling very much. If you don't like it, go in and soak yourself. Leave me alone."

"You want me to throw you in with my own hands?" The third master threatened in a cold voice.

Zhenliang deliberately raised her head and smiled provocatively at the third master, "How dare you? You bastard surnamed San, how many times you have touched me, where you have touched me, and how many times you have taken advantage of me, I will firmly write it down in my heart. , Wait until one day, my man will definitely come to you to settle the score! If you dare to touch me more, ten times the count!"

"Your man?" The third master hooked his lips and asked, "Is it the emperor?"

"Of course not. My man is cleaner and more attractive than him. Originally, I thought you might become my man. Unfortunately, I was wrong. No, I was blind."

The third master's eyes dimmed, but his words were extremely rampant, "Unless it is the emperor, I will not pay attention to who your man is. If you dare to let him come, I will dare to make you a widow."

"Unless there are no men in this world, or you are the only one left, I will never be a widow."

Zhenliang's words are poisonous enough, it's like revealing two points to the third master: one, she has completely given up on him, and one, she can continue to marry countless other men, except him and the emperor.

The third master never thought that he and Nangong Lie were the same people, but today, he suddenly felt that they were the same people at all, because neither of them could get any love from this woman.