Detecting fragrance and ugly concubine

Soon, Nangong Lie ate half of the apple in his hand, leaving only the complete and beautiful core.

He casually picked up the handkerchief on the small table, and wiped his hands gracefully. Nangong Lie lowered his eyes and fell into a state of sleepiness and contemplation again.

Zhenliang was suddenly a little rejoiced that Nangong Lie was not the only woman. Fortunately, within the palace walls, there were many other women, including the queen, who wanted to entangle with him, looking forward to being favored and loved by him day and night.

Therefore, to a certain extent, the other women in the palace must have shared Nangong Lie's attention. If everyone shared a little bit, they could gather together and occupy most of his attention. And she, Yuchi Zhenliang, Gradually, he will be forgotten or even ignored by him.

Otherwise, if she was the only woman in the huge palace, and she was allowed to face such a cold, stuffy, evil, mad, arrogant and unpredictable man all day, wouldn't she collapse?

Amituofu, thank you Bodhisattva for blessing.

The carriage drove at a constant speed for a while, then suddenly accelerated, causing the calm carriage to fall into some kind of violent jolt.

Nangong Lie raised his eyes, lifted the curtain of the car slightly, and asked the guard outside in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

The guards outside drove the carriage at high speed, and replied in a low voice, "My Majesty, someone is following you."

Nangong Lie's phoenix eyes froze, and he immediately ordered, "Changing the road."

The guard outside said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, if you change the road rashly, we will easily fall into a helpless situation, and your Majesty and Concubine Liang will be in danger."

Nangong Lie made a decision again, the words were sonorous and forceful, like pearls, "I have my own sense of proportion, change my course!"

This momentum, this decisiveness, Zhen Liang feels that no matter whether his decision is right or not, at the moment of giving the order, people will be admired and shocked, and have to firmly believe that in Daxin Kingdom, no one can do it better than him Competent for the position of the Ninth Five-Year Master.

"Of order." The guards outside agreed, and concentrated on driving the carriage.

The carriage was bumping more and more violently, Zhenliang leaned forward, backward, left and right in the carriage for a while, really embarrassed!

Panting, Zhenliang caressed her chest. After wandering in the carriage for a long time, she suddenly realized that although they were in the same carriage, Nangong Lie's situation was completely different from hers.

It seemed that the side he was sitting on was always a stable position, no matter how bumpy the carriage was, he could sit on the ground as if he was walking on the ground, even if his body was tilted, his posture still looked elegant and stable, without any sign of embarrassment.

Accidentally, Zhenliang's whole body fell into Nangong Lie's arms. In order not to touch him, Zhenliang changed his direction with all his strength and rushed to the position beside him.

Holding the position next to him with both hands and panting, Zhenliang struggled to get up, and sat next to him. She really didn't believe in evil, so she wanted to feel for herself whether the setting on his side was really safe. Safer?

Unexpectedly, before her butt could sit still, there was another violent bump in the carriage, and her whole body fell towards the opposite side again.

Zhenliang instantly understood a truth, it wasn't that Nangong Lie's position was unique, but that she didn't have any effort, so she lacked concentration, no matter where she sat, she was a sad example of suffering.

At the moment when Zhenliang thought that his forehead was about to hit the carriage on the other side, and then knocked out a big bag, a strong arm stretched out from behind her, grabbed her slender waist forcefully, and tied her to the belt Pulled back to the position next to him.

Although when Zhenliang sat down, her buttocks were a little painful because of too much force, but compared to being hit with a big bump on her forehead, she felt very lucky.

No matter how bad she felt about Nangong Lie before, at this moment, she is full of sincere gratitude to him. After all, it was his arm that prevented her from hitting her forehead.

So, she sincerely thanked him, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

As Zhenliang expected, Nangong Lie ignored Zhenliang's sincere thanks as if he didn't hear them.

Then, Zhen Liang thought that Nangong Lie's arm would leave her waist naturally, after all, it wasn't that every time the carriage swayed, she would hit her forehead or something, but after waiting for a long time, Nangong Lie's arm was still strong and strong It was tight around her waist, and although she began to feel awkward, she had to admit the role of his arm, which kept her from tossing around in the carriage and swaying like a clown.

Zhenliang firmly believes that the reason why Nangong Lie stretched out his arm towards her just now, no matter what his reason is, is a good deed that a kind person would do on his own initiative, so she didn't take it for granted that he would dislike his touch with repulsion.

It's as if she was standing on a steep slope and had to go downhill to go home, but she was facing a huge risk of falling and getting hurt when going downhill. Hand, she would naturally give him her hand without hesitation, so as to get his help to escape, so that she can go home safely.

However, she couldn't maintain this mentality for long. When Nangong Lie's arm rested on her waist for a long time, she felt uncomfortable all over and couldn't sit still.

Zhenliang doesn't know if it's because she cares too much, but feels that the long arm stretching over her waist is getting heavier, hotter and tighter, if her waist is continued to be held by him , I'm afraid she might fall into a suffocation situation.

The carriage was still bouncing after another, Zhen Liang secretly tried hard a few times, trying to get rid of Nangong Lie's long arm naturally, but whenever the carriage bumped the most, he hugged her instead The tighter it got, a few times she almost ran into his arms.

Zhenliang was sure that Nangong Lie would never take advantage of an ugly girl like her, especially after he ate the apple with her saliva on it, she felt more and more like she was taking advantage of him and let him eat it Big loss.

Therefore, when the carriage was bumping non-stop, how could she pretend to be reserved and ask him to take her arm away?Hypocritical or not?

On the one hand, Zhenliang has no reason to ask Nangong Lie to move his arm away, on the other hand, Zhenliang really can't stand her waist being held down by him any longer. At the moment of conflict, she suddenly had an idea.

She suddenly thought of her own face, the modified face behind the big red scarf. The modified face was not as simple as two brown spots, but was painted into a clown-like color by big red rouge.

Zhenliang decided that at this time, if she showed her face and Nangong Lie was suddenly frightened, the arm on her waist would definitely relax reflexively. When his arm is relaxed, just calmly break free from his long arm, that's all.

In order to make the scarf on her face not appear to be intentional, when the carriage bumped violently again, Zhenliang deliberately turned her face to the inside, avoiding Nangong Lie's sight. At the same time, she put her hand behind her ear With a quick pull, the big red scarf on her face was immediately torn off by her.

The carriage seemed to be in order to cooperate with her plan, and after this violent bump, it became stable.

Feeling that the carriage was back to normal, Zhenliang didn't immediately turn her face towards Nangong Lie. She was waiting, waiting for him to loosen her waist when the carriage was no longer bumpy. If he let go, she would Quickly picked up the towel and covered her face again, with the mentality of being grateful, she stopped scaring him for the time being.

However, no matter how smoothly the carriage was driving, Nangong Lie's arm was still lying on Zhenliang's waist, and his gaze was even more level, without looking at her.

The corner of Zhenliang's mouth twitched violently, knowing that she could only show her face to invite him to watch, who told him not to let go at this time?

Turning his face away, Zhenliang didn't look at Nangong Lie, but deliberately coughed, "cough cough cough..."

At the beginning, Nangong Lie didn't seem to hear Zhenliang's cough, and remained motionless. When Zhenliang coughed hysterically, as if he was about to cough out his lungs, Nangonglie finally got a sideways look.

Sensing Nangong Lie's scrutinizing eyes, Zhenliang immediately stopped coughing, and turned towards him slowly with embarrassment.

Even if Zhenliang couldn't see her own appearance at this moment, she could completely imagine how frightened Nangong Lie was by her bright red grimace.

As a result, Zhenliang not only saw the corners of Nangong Lie's mouth twitching violently, but she also clearly felt that the strength of Nangong Lie's arm on her waist instantly relaxed.