Detecting fragrance and ugly concubine

How could she know that Zhenliang was looking forward to something more, but Nangong Lie deliberately made her lose her patience in anticipation.

In short, instead of looking her in the eye, he didn't ask her any questions.

Facing a heart that was ready to provoke, Nangong Lie's silence, indifference and alienation undoubtedly had a great lethal effect on Zhenliang.

Just when Zhenliang lowered his head and was about to give up, Nangong Lie said without raising his head, "Since kneeling can make you so happy, you can try to make more mistakes in the future."

Although Nangong Lie's words were extremely unpleasant, after waiting for so long, he finally had a bright hope, so he didn't intend to bother with him about the bad words, but smiled and said, "Thank you for the emperor's favor, kneel down This kind of thing is a piece of cake. Kneeling more is not only rich in experience, but also thicker. Therefore, it is good to kneel more, but it is not for making mistakes, but for calming down or satisfying the emperor and others. "

Nangong Lie tapped his pen, but ignored it.

Zhenliang was already ready to be neglected by him again, shaking his head and muttering to himself, "What's the point of kneeling? Didn't you often kneel down to worship your ancestors in the ancestral hall and in front of the grave? Die It’s all right for relatives to kneel down to pay respects, isn’t it? What do you think, Your Majesty?”

Guessing that there was something in her words, Nangong Lie's handsome face immediately turned gloomy and terrifying, he raised his eyes and looked at Zhenliang coldly, as if he wanted to swallow her in one gulp.

Zhenliang laughed secretly, sticking out her tongue, pretending to be innocent and meddling, "Your Majesty, have you finished approving the memorial?"

"Shut up!" Nangong Lie shouted coldly, and the smile on Zhenliang's face suddenly disappeared, as if he was frightened, but in fact he was overjoyed.

For some reason, she suddenly felt that angering Nangong Lie was a very interesting thing, full of unpredictable challenges and fun.

At this moment, Zhen Liang feels that although Nangong Lie sits noble and comfortably, while she kneels humble and miserably, in terms of mood, she must have won, and the most important point is that her knees don't hurt at all , so kneeling is actually very comfortable.

Since he didn't allow her to speak, she knelt quietly and worshiped him as a dead person. She thought about it, if he didn't let her get up after her knees hurt, she would put her hands together and worship him Bye, even kowtow a few more times, he made her knees might hurt, and she made him angry with a headache.

About half an hour later, a large stack of memorials on the desk had been reviewed, Nan Gonglie cast a cold glance at Zhenliang, and said in a deep voice, "Get up."

This man's timing is really good, her knees haven't started to hurt yet!

Before he knew it, Zhenliang lost the opportunity to kowtow to him again, and slowly got up and walked towards the door.

Then, an indifferent voice caught up with her about to leave, "Did I let you go?"

"The emperor didn't say not to let the concubine go?" Zhenliang really wanted to go back to rest, so he didn't stop and continued to walk outside.

Nangong Lie didn't get up to stop him, nor did he ask anyone to stop him, but just when Zhen Liang's foot was about to step over the threshold, he said coldly, "Concubine Liang, you will be in bed tonight."

snort!Damn man!Is this continuing to punish her or make up for her?

Zhenliang's raised right foot slowly retracted and landed slowly, with a mocking sneer on the corner of his mouth, trying to find all kinds of excuses to refuse, but he couldn't think of an excuse for refusing at the moment, if Yinye knew about it, he would be extremely happy again But, she didn't want her to sleep with any one of the silver leaves.

Yes, how can this be done?

Guessing that the man's words should be officially finished, Zhenliang raised his right foot again to step out of the threshold, but Nangong Lie said again, "Concubine Liang doesn't have to turn off the lights tonight."

Zhenliang's legs trembled, and he almost fell out of the air, but fortunately, he held the door frame with his hands nimbly.

Then, after gnashing his teeth for a while, Zhenliang still turned around in disbelief, looked at Nangong Lie with a cold face and said, "What did you say just now, Your Majesty, please say it again?"

Nangong Lie lowered his head to sort out the memorial in his hand, and repeated in a rare good temper, "When you go to bed tonight, you must light the lamp. You can see me, and you can also talk to me. This is an amnesty."

This is a supplement, not a retelling at all, Zhenliang felt as if his head was knocked down by the door frame above his head, humming.

From being strictly forbidden to turn off lights to having to turn on lights, from being silent to being able to speak, from not being able to see each other to being able to see each other, this is a huge change.

Is this grace and amnesty?Certainly not to her, it was like terrible news.

If he can't turn off the lights tonight and can talk, with his cleverness, even if Yinye can use the Disguise Technique to pretend to be her appearance and imitate her voice, it may not be able to deceive his eyes and senses.

The more she thought about it, the more frightening she felt, Zhenliang couldn't help but go limp all over, and at the moment she was only standing on half of each foot on the threshold, so she could only fall down unfortunately.

This fall... Even if she was wearing a mask, she would probably have to ruin her face even more.

Seeing this, the guard guarding the door rushed over swiftly and said, "Concubine Liang!"

Seeing that the hands of the two were about to touch Zhenliang, Zhenqi, who had returned at some point, rushed over with a "wooooo", blocking the way of the two guards.

Seeing this, the two guards hesitated for a moment, and saw Zhenliang throwing himself on Zhenqi's body impartially.

In other words, Zhen Qi gave her the last place.

Although Zhenliang is thin, he also has the strength of a human being. After being pressed down by her for a long time, Zhenqi began to move a little uncomfortably, as if he wanted to arch Zhenliang's body to the side, and said "wuwu" in his mouth screaming.

Zhenliang wanted to move away from Zhenqi on his own, but although the fall was not painful, he was also taken aback by the sudden movement, and he couldn't let go of the bedtime in his heart, so he looked limp On the ground, still in shock, she stupidly crawled on Zhenqi's body, and poor Zhenqi's four legs had already been crushed and kneeled by her.

"It's amazing, I really want to cry." Zhenliang uttered a sentence weakly.

Zhen Qi blinked and looked up at the sky, as if saying, "I want to cry too."

Then, Zhenliang worked hard to get off Zhenqi, and whispered softly, "Zhenqi, I'm sorry, I hurt you, don't blame me, blame the emperor, he stimulated me."

After Zhenqi managed to break free from under Zhenliang's body, as if he understood her words, he barked viciously at the tall figure who was slowly coming out of the imperial study room, as if accusing He bullied Masuzu, thus implicating it in suffering.

Zhenliang was about to stand up from the kneeling position, Nangong Lie had already stepped over the threshold, ignoring Zhenqi's hostility, leaned over and hugged her horizontally, before Zhenliang screamed, he was already moving forward go.

"Concubine Liang is shocked, I will take you to eat some good food."

This man... what is this?

For a moment, Zhenliang forgot to scream, and also forgot to struggle, and could only let him hug her, while her head was buzzing continuously, she was already deeply shocked when he asked her to turn on the light to go to bed, at this moment Even if freshly baked sour plum duck was placed in front of her, she didn't want to taste it.

I have to admit that in many cases, mood can indeed determine a person's appetite.

On the way to Shijiuyuan, Nangonglie walked with Zhenliang in his arms without looking sideways, as if he didn't see the surprised eyes of the passing servants. Eunuch Jiao who followed behind was in a good mood, but his face was In the dark, he kept waving his hands at the servants who stared and opened their mouths and gawked, signaling them to get away quickly.

In fact, I can’t blame those servants for making a fuss. Since Nangong Lie became the throne, although the harem has never lacked women, he only went to the bedroom of the queen or concubines to serve them in the dead of night. During the day, He doesn't want to get close to anyone, not to mention cuddling and hugging, even a simple touch. Naturally, there are also women who take the initiative to get close to him in broad daylight. Throw it directly into the cold palace.

But today, the ugly girl in the emperor's arms who had made them unbelievable more than once was actually hugged by the emperor!Although the emperor's indifferent and handsome face showed no expression of joy or doting, they just felt that the emperor was not good at expressing his joy, so he loved this concubine Liang to the extreme, and it was impossible for them mere servants to find out. .

The Shijiu Garden is used for large and small banquets in the palace. The venue is large enough and the settings are extremely complete. It is divided into the East Garden and the West Garden. The East Garden is small and the West Garden is large. Nangong Lie would only occasionally use it to discuss matters with some very close ministers and secret guards on weekdays, and usually did not come to Poetry Wine Garden to have a meal alone.

Both the east garden and the west garden have venues for impromptu cooking performances, because sometimes when the palace holds large banquets, some famous chefs from outside the palace will be invited to come in and cook food for everyone.

When Nangong Lie walked into the West Garden, Zhenliang took a sniff and smelled the familiar fragrance, he couldn't help poking his head up, following the smell.

Although the scent was much stronger, she still recognized it. It should be the scent of sour plum duck, and this authentic scent is definitely not the scent brought in from outside the palace and waited for a long time, but more like the original flavor. Born from here...

Nangong Lie put Zhenliang on the chair in front of the dining table, sat down beside her, and looked towards the place where the fragrance came from.

Zhenliang was so shocked that he was stunned. In front of the chopping board twenty steps away, as far as the two of them could see, there was a young man in white clothes with long hair fluttering and a cold and arrogant demeanor. He was cutting with a kitchen knife with his head down. The ingredients on the chopping board and the tightly covered pot beside it are steaming, and the aroma is emitted from it.

Because of the man's handsome appearance and outstanding temperament, the vulgar things under his hands seemed to have been washed away by him, and became noble and refined.

Even if he didn't see the sour plum duck with his own eyes, Zhenliang was sure that what was boiling in the pot was the well-deserved sour plum duck, and the man in white was the legendary hijacked cook—Prophet Ya.