Detecting fragrance and ugly concubine

Heavy snow fell all over the sky, the cold wind howled in all directions, and the sound of gongs and drums shook the sky in my ears.

Zhen Liang is wearing a bright red bridal attire, with a red head covering for mandarin ducks playing in the water on her head, a strong red ribbon tied around her waist, her feet are stepping on the soft snow, her head bowed down and she can’t see There are only deep potholes on the upper.

One step at a time, but it is not a footprint to give her a sense of stability and peace.

Through the slightly swaying red hood, Zhen Liang could occasionally see the back of a man who was more than ten steps away from him—Nangong Lie.

That is, Nangong Lie, the emperor of Daxin Kingdom who took her into the palace.

Nangong Lie held the other end of the red ribbon, leading her forward step by step, forcing her to stop for a moment.

Looking at the back of Nangong Lie's tall and tall man several times, Zhenliang's mouth became tighter and tighter, gradually, more and more deflated.

Just by looking at his imaginative handsome back, she can believe that his appearance is indeed as unparalleled in the world as described by others.

But she is unparalleled in the world, so what can she do?

She doesn't care about his unparalleled in the world at all!

What she is rare is a man who is clean and can be dedicated and affectionate to her, and Nangong Lie can't meet any of these demands.

A gust of slanting wind blew away Zhenliang's red cap, and it fell on the nearby snow.

Zhenliang raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the dark red palace gate, his dark pupils shrank involuntarily.

She thought of two poems, and changed them naturally: Once you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea, and freedom is a passerby from now on.

Before stepping into the palace gate, can she try to escape again?Even if the hope is slim, does she still want to escape once?

Zhenliang stopped in her tracks, but before she had time to catch her breath, the pulling force on the red ribbon suddenly increased.

As a result, Zhenliang's unsteady feet immediately staggered forward, and instead took a bigger step.

Nangong Lie is really a terrifying man!It's like having eyes on the back!It even seems to be able to understand what is in her heart!

Zhenliang glared at Nangong Lie who was in front of him bitterly, and the steps of both feet had to be coordinated with each other.

"Dengdengdeng—dengdengdeng—"

Just when Masaru gave up the last thought of running away, the sound of horseshoes came from far to near, from soft to loud.

Zhenliang was about to follow the prestige, when a familiar male voice sounded faintly from the empty sky.

"Yuchi is so cool!"

He called her Yuchi Zhenliang.

There was only one cry, and there was no more words, but the sound of the horse's hoof was getting closer and faster, as if it was about to stick behind her.

Zhenliang turned his head abruptly, who was driving towards him?The third master and a maroon horse!

The third master was wearing a bright red robe, full of joy, looking at her with a look of excitement and deep meaning in his eyes.

Is he here to pick him up?Has he changed his mind?He is her white horse, oh no, prince red?

Zhenliang opened his mouth and said nothing, the red ribbon tied around his waist was suddenly pulled by Nangong Lie with all his strength, this time, Nangong Lie should be angry, and the force he used instantly crushed her mercilessly Ripped to the ground.

Caught off guard and fell down on the icy snow, Zhenliang didn't feel the cold, because the last surprise and hope rose in her heart.

Behind him was Nangong Lie who was staring at him coldly, in front of him was the third master and the court guard of honor, etc., but in the world, only the third master could be seen in Zhen Liang's eyes.

Her eyes were like his, shining with the light of hope.

However, she didn't dare to ask easily, what if the purpose of the third master coming here has nothing to do with her?Or he just came to congratulate her, or to tell her that today he is also married, and the bride is Zi Wu, just passing by and seeing her?

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind, but the maroon horse that the third master was riding continued to gallop towards her recklessly. This was the only undeniable fact.

"what--"

Countless people screamed in horror, because they all thought that the horse was about to trample over Zhenliang, turning Zhenliang into a corpse under its feet.

Masuzu didn't scream, but her eyes widened in horror.

However, knowing that the danger was approaching, and knowing that she could avoid it if she got up or rolled to the side, she sat on the ground motionless, looking at the shining black eyes of the third master, as if she wanted to go further. See his heart go.

At the critical moment, the surrounding screams sounded again, this time, it was not because the horse trampled to death the concubine who had not had time to enter the palace, but because the third master hooked the horse with one foot when the horse passed by Zhenliang. the saddle, and the rest fell towards Masuyo.

That posture is both beautiful and chic, and the whole person seems to be hanging upside down, which is thrilling and exciting.

In the blink of an eye, Zhenliang was picked up by the third master from the snow by the shoulder, and placed firmly on the saddle.

At this time, the steed braked obediently and stopped.

Zhen Liang sat in the front, and San Ye sat in the back. The saddle seemed narrow for a moment, but the two felt extremely warm and safe because their bodies were close to each other.

Nangong Lie pulled the hand holding the red ribbon again, and Zhenliang's body fell to one side involuntarily. If the third master behind her was not holding her waist tightly, she would have already fallen off the horse.

Zhenliang bit her lips tightly, looking angrily at Nangong Lie who had turned towards her.

I don't know when the mist rose, she could see Nangong Lie's tall body, but she couldn't see his young and handsome face clearly.

Seeing that the mist was about to be blown away by the wind, the third master behind him used his palm as a blade to split the red ribbon easily, splitting it in two.

In an instant, the red ribbon on Zhenliang's waist was still there, but she was no longer restrained by Nangong Lie, and the severed end had already fallen into the snow, as if she lost her vitality and joy in an instant.

"Your surname is San, you are presumptuous." Nangong Lie's rather ethereal voice angrily came from the other side of the mist.

The third master laughed boldly and said, "I'm afraid that if I don't act presumptuously, the happiness in this life will be ruined by you. If you offend me, I will leave."

After the words fell, the third master yelled "drive", and the steed galloped away.

The wind blew on his face so cold that it hurt like a knife, but Zhenliang was full of flowers and extremely happy.

Turning his face slightly, Zhenliang saw the guards chasing after him, only Nangong Lie was still standing in the mist, holding a broken red ribbon in his hand.

"Reluctantly want to turn back?" Suddenly, the third master's displeased voice came from Zhenliang's ear.

Zhenliang smiled slyly, "So what if you want to turn around?"

"It's late, he already has enough brides, he doesn't need you, but I have only one bride."

The third master's words were domineering and affectionate, Zhenliang almost bent over with a giggle, she looked forward excitedly, not at all afraid that the two of them would be overtaken by the guards behind.

Because she believed in his ability to get rid of them.

Her trust was indeed correct, within half an hour, there was no sound of chasing after her.

The maroon horse brought the two of them to a place where no one was around. Although it was a world of ice and snow, there were green trees and red flowers interspersed in the ice and snow. The background was white, and the red and green were embellishments. The scenery was really beautiful.

The third master got off the horse with Zhenliang in his arms, pointed to the vast distance, and said with pride, "Today we will worship and get married here."

Zhenliang looked at the white sky and smiled wickedly, "There is no church here, so it's not considered a marriage ceremony. I hope we can get married on the sun here, so I refuse to marry you until the sun rises."

The third master put his hand on the back of Zhenliang's head, stroking gently, with a doting smile on the corner of his mouth, "I have a way to make the sun rise immediately and fulfill your wish."

Before Zhenliang could ask, the third master had already grabbed her waist forcefully, pressed her soft body against his, and eagerly kissed her lips.

The moment her lips were covered, Zhen Liang smiled at the corners of her eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, this man really dares to use old-fashioned tricks?Don't feel ashamed?

However, knowing that his tricks were outdated, Masuzu responded eagerly and threw herself into the deep kiss he gave with all her heart.