Detecting fragrance and ugly concubine

In an almost closed, narrow, suffocating, and cold space, Zhenliang felt that she had to do something to relieve the discomfort in her body, otherwise, she was afraid that she would have suffocated to death in the carriage before entering the palace inside.

Having learned the lesson the first time, she would rather be killed by others than make the mistake of accidentally killing herself again.

So, taking a deep breath, Masuzu decided to find something to do, or make some noise?

Zhenliang took a sneak peek at Nangong Lie, the man was sitting upright, his black eyes lowered slightly, as if he was asleep or in deep thought, in short, even if this man was motionless, his whole body exuded a cold air that should not be approached by anyone, Zhenliang felt that even if it was a very hot day, she would be frozen to death by the cold air he radiated.

Not to mention that she and he belonged to two different worlds. Many experiences, concepts and opinions are different. Even though they are people from the same world, one is a high-ranking king of a country, and the other is a general who has lost his past memories. Daughter, how many common languages ​​or intersections do they have?

Therefore, Zhenliang firmly felt that no matter how she looked at it, it was impossible for her and Nangong Lie to have a common language. Once she opened her mouth, it would be a typical example of half-sentenced conversations. They had already talked before getting in the car. Yes, but the result is like playing the piano to a cow. Of course, he is a cow when she talks to him, and she is a cow when he talks to her.

Zhenliang gave up the idea of ​​talking to Nangong Lie, and then thought about whether to exercise in the car, such as kicking, stretching, or practicing voice?

The carriage was narrow, so it was impossible for Zhenliang to make large movements, so he could only wiggle his hands and feet.

"Cuckoo -" But with a slight twist of his waist, a very classic voice came out from the depths of Zhenliang's belly.

Although the sound of the carriage was loud, it couldn't cover up her stomach's cries of hunger.

Zhen Liang's face flushed instantly, and the moment he realized it, he couldn't help but look at Nangong Lie's reaction.

She was sure that he was a martial artist with superb hearing, so he could easily hear her belly growls. However, he sat motionless, as if he was still in a doze or deep in thought, and disdainful of her belly growls. manner.

Zhenliang clenched her lips tightly, trying her best to control her stomach not to make any more disappointing noises, but, to be honest, she really didn't have much confidence in her stomach.

Firstly, she is not yet fully familiar with this attached body, and secondly, when a person is hungry, it is difficult to control the cry of hunger.

After waking up in the morning, she didn't even have time to take a sip of water, so she was dragged by the two maids, Jin Ye and Yin Ye, to freshen up and get dressed. Just after getting dressed, the man hurried over, so now, her stomach is growling with hunger, It is also very normal.

However, normal is normal, and Zhenliang still feels a little ashamed to perform belly screams in front of a stranger.

Fortunately, Zhenliang quickly found a reason to comfort herself, because she thought of a sentence: women are the ones who please themselves.

There are many explanations for this sentence, one of which Masuzu likes is: women dress up carefully for the person they like.

According to this meaning, Zhenliang can ask himself: Yuchi Zhenliang, is Nangong Lie someone you like?

The answer is of course no.

Therefore, she can quickly come to a brand new conclusion: since Nangong Lie is not the man you like, you don't have to care about your own image for him, let alone whether he thinks you are good or bad.

Perhaps, she should work hard to make Nangong Lie's impression of her worse and worse, and even escalate to the point of disgust and hatred, that would be better.

Because if Nangong Lie didn't like her very much, he would hate seeing her so much, he would deliberately reduce the number and time of meeting her, and even drive her out of the palace in a fit of anger, right?

With Aunt Zhen behind her, Zhenliang felt that the possibility of being kicked out of the palace by Nangong Lie was very small, so she felt that she should redouble her efforts to annoy him so as to keep him at a very safe distance from her.

Not only did Zhenliang figure out the gurgling sound from her belly, but she didn't feel embarrassed or shy anymore. She even learned a deeper truth from it. Therefore, she was very grateful for her empty belly.

In just a short time, Zhenliang's mood was completely relaxed, and he was even very proud and proud of his belly growling.

So, in her relaxed state of mind, her happy belly let out a few more gurgling sounds.

And when her belly called again, her face was no longer red, her heartbeat no longer accelerated, and her breathing became smoother.

Every time her belly groaned, Zhenliang would stare at Nangong Lie with her big happy eyes, hoping to see from his cold and tense handsome face, or the deep In the depths of his eyes, he could see even the slightest bit of dislike, contempt, or even disgust.

However, I don't know if Nangong Lie's heart is too cold, or his acting skills are so invulnerable, every time Zhenliang stares at him, his expression does not change at all, like a frozen statue.

Aside from being slightly depressed and discouraged, Zhenliang really wanted to kick him in the chest, to see if the statue would fall down hard?

After the happy belly sang the cooing song for nearly a quarter of an hour, Zhen Liang's eyes fell on the big red apple in his hand.

When she didn't feel hungry, she didn't think there was anything special about this apple, let alone how sweet it was, but when she was hungry, the specialty of the apple appeared.

Looking down at the big bright red apple, Zhen Liang naturally thought of its crisp and sweet taste. At the same time, the fragrance of the apple invaded her nostrils one after another, only to attract the hungry worms in her body more and more. Grow bigger and change more and more.

Of course Zhenliang remembered why this apple appeared in her hand, but she didn't disdain Yinye's statement at all.

Her marriage with Nangong Lie could not be called a marriage, it was not an auspicious and festive event, so why should it be safe and long-lasting?

Therefore, Zhenliang, who is both hungry and thirsty, has only one strong thought at this moment, which is to eat the big apple in his hand immediately, so as to quench his thirst and satisfy his hunger!

Before gnawing on it, Zhenliang took a cautious look at Nangong Lie, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

She is not from this era, but Nangong Lie is, presumably he should understand what it means for a married woman to hold an apple in her hand. If she eats this mascot in her hand, will he think she is insulting? Their "marriage", disrespectful to him?

However, such a thought disappeared in a flash, because Maliang thought of the thing that he had just figured out just now, that is to try his best to annoy him, so eating apples is one of the things that annoy him ?

Anyway, with the real aunt here, as long as she didn't do too much, he probably wouldn't take her life.

After making a decision in his heart that he would never turn back, Zhenliang held the apple in his left hand, pulled his clothes with his right hand, and wiped the apple vigorously using the clothes as a cloth.

There is no water or wet towels in the carriage, so she can only use this method to remove the dirt on the outer layer of apples.

However, even if there was water in the carriage, she was too embarrassed to wash the apples in front of Nangong Lie in a high-profile manner, and even more embarrassed to stop the carriage and ask the guards outside to help her wash the apples.

When it was so cool that the apple was about to be wiped off, Nangong Lie who was sitting opposite her didn't know whether he woke up from a doze or a deep thought, or couldn't bear it any longer. Finally, a pair of deep phoenix eyes turned coldly towards the apple. Looking at her, the cold eyes seemed to want to nibble her off like an apple.

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