Detecting fragrance and ugly concubine

The third master, who was confident that he could read people's hearts, didn't realize that this was a trick played by Zhenliang. He just felt that what she said was a fool, and said unconvinced, "How do you know it's impossible?"

Zhenliang withdrew his gaze from staring at him, and said in a cold tone, "Even if the third master has any real thoughts about me, he would not refuse my non-demanding request that day. I know that, I don't have the ability to talk to other normal people. Not only is she ugly, but she is also the emperor's woman. You don't even dare to look down on me. I know that all the intimate actions you have with me are all thanks to the magic potion. I don't know today. Is there any charm medicine left in your body?"

Ansan narrowed his black eyes slightly, staring closely at Zhenliang's beautiful eyes with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, and sighed secretly that this woman really holds a grudge, not only firmly remembering what he has done and said, but also digging a hole. After he jumped into the pit, he satirized and sarcastically sarcasm him. No wonder men say that the most unofficial person in this world is actually a woman.

Suddenly, Ansan sat sideways on the side of the bed, poured his scarred face towards Zhen Liang's face, and said, "Would you like to smell it, is there any remaining charm potion?"

Zhenliang tried her best to hide her face back to avoid getting too close to his face, not because she was afraid of facing his hideous scarred face, but because his scent of medicine could make her feel restless and blush.

At the same time, she gritted her teeth and pretended to be cold and said, "I am no longer alone, so whether there is any remaining charm medicine in your body has nothing to do with me. I hope you will know yourself."

Ansan held the back of Zhenliang's head with one hand, and moved his face closer to her mask, "You mean, I dare not touch the emperor's woman?"

Zhenliang snorted coldly, "I didn't say that, you said it yourself."

Ansan said wickedly, "I never said that. It seems that I only said that I dare not snatch the emperor's woman, but I never said that I dare not touch it. If you don't believe me, you can recall it?"

This shameless man!

Zhenliang raised his heavy arms, hugged An San's head, and pushed it away vigorously. While pushing, he said with disgust, "You coward, you have no right to touch me!"

Ansan stretched out both hands to cover Maliang's hand tightly, making her unable to leave once her hand was stuck to his head, "You mean, only the emperor has the right to touch you?"

Thinking of that nasty Nangong Lie who refused to let him out of the palace, Zhenliang said without thinking deeply, "He's even less qualified!"

Ansan's thick eyebrows condensed, "You have served in bed many times, how can he be considered unqualified?"

"If I say I'm not qualified, I'm not qualified!" Suddenly, Zhenliang curled his lips and said, "If I told you something about my private affairs with the emperor, you wouldn't let him know, would you?"

"Of course not." An San said firmly, "We are clearly friends, but in fact we are enemies."

No doubt about deceit, Zhenliang smiled convincingly, and said, "In comparison, the emperor is less qualified to touch me than you, so it is impossible for me to be touched by him."

Maybe it was because she lost her eyes at the beginning that she felt inexplicable palpitations at the kiss and touch of the man with the scar, but at least in her eyes, he is a clean man without a wife and concubine, so even at this moment she is full of love for him. Disappointed, angry and accused, I still feel that he is much better than Nangong Lie.

An San showed puzzled eyes, "Hearing your tone, it seems that although you have entered the palace as a concubine, you have always kept yourself clean and never let anyone touch you again? Is the person who waits in bed a ghost?"

"Ahem..." This man actually called Yinye a ghost. Zhenliang coughed dryly, and simply shut up. If she revealed the matter between her and Nangong Lie, she would not tell Yinye that she was her substitute. Play three, just in case something goes wrong.

After thinking about it, she still defended Yinye, so Zhenliang cursed, "You are the ghost."

Seemingly unable to get the correct answer, An San was very unwilling, and deliberately pressed his face against her mask, saying, "If it is true, I guess, although the emperor has a full harem, he is actually a useless person, isn't he? "

What answer did this man guess?The rhythm is impossible to guess at all.

Zhenliang looked at Ansan with a rather gloating expression, squeezed out a sneer and said, "Why don't you guess, it's because I'm so ugly that he doesn't bother to touch me?"

Ansan shook his head deeply with dark eyes, "If he dislikes your ugliness, he will not accept you as his concubine; Now you are no longer his concubine."

The man's face was pressed against her mask, and Zhenliang could clearly feel the outline and texture of the three scars. However, it was strange that she didn't feel disgusted, but felt that the spitting out of his mouth The scent of medicine made him more and more dizzy, more and more addicted, as if there was indeed a magic medicine deep in his body that was miraculously transitioning into her body.

Fortunately, Zhenliang's mind is far more lucid than dizzy.

She felt more and more that Ansan was an unfathomable person. For example, his attitude towards Nangong Lie was very strange. At one moment he said that he did not dare to compete with him for women, at another moment he said that he had a hostile relationship with him, and at another moment he praised him Thinking of him, how complicated is his attitude towards Nangong Lie?

This kind of question gave Zhenliang a headache, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Whoever he is, he can think of her whatever he wants, anyway, he is not the one who can take her far away, so she doesn't have to be too serious with him.

The whole person was thinking again, Zhenliang resisted the discomfort of being close to his face, resisted the ambiguous distance between his thin lips with a fist, while boldly looking directly into the depths of his eyes , and said word by word, "Third Master, you are wrong, very wrong. Although the emperor is not a useless person, he is actually not very capable. He, like you, is a complete fool! Big fool!"

She said that Nangong Lie was stupid not only because he could come up with that weird way of serving the bed, but also because she had served her bed so many times, and he didn't know that she was just using a substitute.

She said that the third person was stupid because of his timidity, once he gave up the special her, he would never have the chance to have her again.

Zhenliang's last two big idiots sounded in Ansan's ears, as if the ridicule of Nangong Lie was also added to him, which was particularly ear-piercing and shocking.

Letting go of the big palms covering Zhenliang's hands, An San stepped back slightly, changing the state of touching Zhenliang's face, with a pair of dark and deep eyes, staring at the arrogant eyes of the woman without blinking.

There was no real anger, let alone real anger, he just found it funny, and his soul seemed to be sucked away by those clear and shining eyes like stars, so that he couldn't move for a while.

The fragrance of a woman wafts into his nostrils gracefully and gracefully. The fragrance is pure and intoxicating, without any other filth. Even though he has never been close to other women, he can be sure without hesitation that this is the so-called young woman. The fragrance of the child.

Misan couldn't help feeling a lot of emotions in his heart, including joy, doubts and regrets.

If he had agreed to take her away that night, or promised to marry her, or even completely turned her into his woman, then, even if they couldn't see each other day after day, their relationship today would definitely not be what it is now.

She will smile like a flower to herself sincerely, and will he like her more and more?

There is no such assumption, because if he is allowed to choose again, he should still choose to reluctantly reject her.

Zhenliang felt that she had already won this meaningless guess and debate, and seeing the third party's speechless appearance, she felt very comfortable, as if she had really taken revenge!

After finally opening the distance between the two faces, Zhenliang was about to leave him and get off the bed. An San seemed to sense her thoughts, and leaned forward with her tall and straight upper body, and instantly kissed her delicate and charming lips.

Saying it was a kiss was actually flattering him, the first thing that touched Zhenliang's lips was not his thin lips, but his teeth.

For a moment, it was really cold, and in an instant, his face turned red to the base of his neck. This man actually kissed her forcefully again!Since he didn't dare to snatch a woman from Nangong Lie, why did he still treat Nangong Lie's woman so lightly after she became Nangong Lie's concubine?Could this be a disguised expression of his anger towards Nangong Lie?

The feeling of the teeth clinging to the lips was too painful, Zhenliang moved his hands down to rest on his broad shoulders, and was about to push hard, but the vicious force on the man's teeth slowly retracted.

The teeth receded slowly, his warm soft lips wrapped hers tenderly and tightly, as if deeply intoxicated by the entwining taste, he moved for a long time without any other movements.

Zhenliang clearly felt that something bright exploded in his head. Although he was quietly sucking his lips, his heartbeat continued to speed up, and his whole body began to become soft, as if It was hard to move after being laced with incense, and her unyielding body fell into his arms unknowingly, and her eyes were blurred and wanted to close, tightly closed...

At some point, Ansan had withdrawn his soft lips, and was still sitting by the bed, staring at the red lips that were covered by him with an even more coquettish color, and said in a deep voice, "No matter how much you look down on me, how Hate me hate me, but I don't know if it's worth your happiness, my first kiss is for you."

Regarding this point, Zhenliang always believed in it, and said with a smile, "If you believe it, you took my first kiss away."

She didn't know if the former Yuchi Zhenliang gave her first kiss to Wen Zhengming, she only knew that when she became Yuchi Zhenliang, the first person to kiss her was this man named An San.

Hearing this, Ansan watched her eyes deepen, and said affirmatively, "Of course I believe it."

This man's sincere tone and eyes can easily give Zhenliang the illusion that he likes her deeply and cares about her.

In an instant, Zhenliang's dissatisfaction and resentment towards the man rose again. What right does a man who abandons her because of fear of imperial power have the right to talk to her about her first kiss?