Detecting fragrance and ugly concubine

)2: Who is the unique scent?

Nangong Lie's mood of quick recovery was suddenly destroyed by Zhenliang's words, and he couldn't help but grimly said, "Is this your truth?"

These days, even though he has been used to the words and deeds of Zhenliang confronting him, he always has a trick to crack it, but today is the first time that other women are involved.

For other women, not only Zhenliang is sensitive, but he is also very sensitive, so even if he knows that there is nothing unusual about what Zhenliang said, he still feels uncomfortable.

When a woman sincerely and generously pushes her man to other women, it can only explain one truth, she doesn't love him.

Zhenliang deliberately smiled and said, "Of course I'm telling the truth, how dare a concubine lie to the emperor?"

Nangong Lie slapped the chopsticks on the table again, but this time, he didn't use much force, but held back his strength, so the sound was not loud.

"I won't go." Nangong Lie resolutely said.

Not to mention that he has never met that kind of woman, if he has, and now he dares to threaten him with his life, even if he can't directly put her in the cold palace for the time being, in his heart, he has already completely put her in the cold palace.

Zhenliang sneered and said, "Looking at the emperor's attitude towards Concubine Xuan today, the concubine couldn't help but think about her future. Man, there are always new people and the old ones are forgotten. In the future, when the emperor has a new love, the concubine may not be with you. Today's Concubine Xuan is the same, it is very difficult to see the emperor, and she even has to risk her own life, it is really pitiful and pathetic."

Nangonglie looked at Zhenliang coldly, and said with disdain, "You came in earlier than Concubine Xuan. If you want to talk about newcomers, she is the newcomer, and you are just the old one."

The implication is that the one he loves now is obviously the old man, and there is no such thing as liking the new and disliking the old. He has been wronged.

Zhenliang pretended not to understand, "What does the emperor mean, should the concubine be glad that the old man has not been forgotten by the emperor?"

Nangong stood up violently, glared at her and said, "What do you mean, you have to push me to Concubine Xuan?"

Zhenliang sat steadily, her palms clenched into fists, but she gave him a flat look and said, "It's not because of my concubine's push, but because of my concubine's feeling that the emperor shouldn't be so ruthless to Concubine Xuan, after all, she is one of your women." , besides, I have conceived a child for you and suffered from a miscarriage, is it really so difficult for the emperor to have a cup of birthday wine?"

It can only be said that Zhenliang's care and love for Nangong Lie is not deep, otherwise, how can he keep pushing him away?

Of course, there is also an element of her being angry because of her inferiority complex and her ugly appearance, but what is more, she stands on the standpoint of all women and holds grievances for all women.

In her eyes, Concubine Xuan and Nangong Lie have had many skin-to-skin kisses, and physically, they can be considered husband and wife countless times. However, when Concubine Xuan needs him, he can't always be by her side.

And there are probably countless women in the harem who are in the same situation as Concubine Xuan.

Moreover, Zhen Liang doesn't think it's because of herself that Nangong Lie ignores Concubine Xuan. Without her existence, there must be other women who become Nangong Lie's current favorite.

Originally, even if Concubine Xuan had committed suicide, Nangong Lie didn't plan to go to her place. He and Wen Xuanwu were only related in name, and had nothing to do with each other in other respects, child?Miscarriage?birthday?What does it matter to him?

But at this moment, he was really pissed off by Zhenliang, or he wanted to try, was this woman saying angry words, or did she really not care about him at all?

"Since you are so considerate, I will do what you want."

Hearing this, Zhenliang was startled, she never thought that Nangong Lie would suddenly change her mind, her purpose was not to persuade him to go to Wen Xuanwu's place, but just to show off her tongue in front of him as usual.

At this moment, when he suddenly said that he was going, she was completely unprepared, and even felt faintly uncomfortable.

However, she didn't show the discomfort in her heart, but said forcefully, "It's not the emperor's concubine's intention, but Concubine Ruxuan's intention."

"It's as you wish." Nangong Lie gritted his teeth, "Not only will I drink her birthday wine, but I will also stay with her for one night. You don't have to wait for me tonight."

The implication is that he will let Concubine Xuan go to bed tonight.

Zhenliang's heart sank suddenly, but he stood up quickly, with a bright smile on his face and said, "I know, I will send you off to the emperor, please go slowly, Your Majesty."

Because Zhenliang was wearing a mask, Nangong Lie did not see what he wanted in Zhenliang's eyes as he wished.

After glaring at her coldly, Nangong Lie turned around and left with his sleeves.

Zhenliang stared fixedly at the disappearing back of Nangong Lie, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, and told himself: He is gone, he is really gone.

He was really pushed to Wen Xuanwu by her.

With a long sigh, Zhenliang felt that he could relax tonight.

However, facing all kinds of dishes in front of her, she suddenly lost any appetite.

It was as if a piece of rice ball was choked in his throat, and he couldn't get it down or up, it was very uncomfortable.

Zhenliang got up and poured himself a glass of water, and drank it "gulu gulu", but the situation didn't get any better.

In the end, the table was full of delicacies, what Nangong Lie was like when he left, the result will be what he is.

After nightfall, Zhenliang lay on the bed tossing and turning, all he could imagine was the scene of Nangong Lie and Wen Xuanwu eating together and going to bed together...

Imagine Nangong Lie and Wen Xuanwu having a cup of wine...

Imagine Wen Xuan looking at Nangong Lie tenderly, and Nangong Lie looking at Concubine Xuan affectionately...

Imagine two people serving food for each other, talking about you and me...

Imagine Nangong Lie taking off Wen Xuanwu's clothes, one after another...

Imagining Nangong Lie, naked, embracing Wen Xuanwu, who is in the same state...

Imagine that Nangong Lie couldn't help kissing the beautiful Wen Xuanwu...

Thinking about it, Zhenliang suddenly sat up from the bed and shouted angrily, "Nangonglie, you bastard!"

Why be a clean man from now on?It's all bullshit!shit!

Suddenly, Zhenliang felt that his face was a little cold, and stretched out his hand to touch it, but it was full of water.

She actually cried unconsciously?

Is that kind of man who can't be dedicated worth her crying?

The answer is of course not worth it, but she cried because of him.

Taking the handkerchief aside and quickly wiped away the tears on her face, Zhenliang bit her lips tightly, forcing herself not to think about anything related to Nangong Lie.

She shouldn't have any illusions about that kind of man.

In order to avoid thinking of Nangong Lie, Zhenliang simply put her thoughts in the modern age, thinking of her relatives and friends in the modern age.

Since time travel, she seldom recalls her relatives. It's not that she has no feelings for them, but because her feelings are too deep, so she is afraid that once she recalls them, she will cry bitterly because she can't miss them.

And tonight, it was probably the first time for her to seriously recall her relatives, especially the parents who gave birth to her.

Memories from childhood to adulthood came into my mind one by one like fragments, and Zhenliang burst into tears accidentally.

Dad, Mom, is it possible for me to come back to you again?

Since Maodou promised to help her return to modern times after she found Xiangjun, then, in the eyes of her parents, she could not have died, or she is now existing in a coma, called a vegetative state, or, As she is now, her body is occupied by other spirits.

Of course, the former is most likely.

Thinking of her parents worrying about her unconsciousness, Zhenliang would rather have a strange soul occupying her body...

If the soul occupying her body is the original Yuchi Zhenliang, she thinks it would be the best.

The two exchanged bodies and eras, how fair it is.

However, in comparison, Yuchi Zhenliang must be much happier than her, because in modern times, there is monogamy, and the world is more peaceful and stable than in ancient times, but she is unlucky, not only has an extremely ugly face, To marry a man who has countless women as his concubine is neither freedom nor fun.

Just like that, Zhenliang casually thought about endless things, and accidentally thought of Nangong Lie again.

Zhenliang stretched out a hand and hit himself on the head, and when he was about to scold himself, the door that was not locked was suddenly knocked open.

Nine Dragon Palace is guarded by martial arts guards day and night, which is safer than other places in the palace. Therefore, the door of Nangonglie's bedroom is never locked, and no one will rush into it.

At this time, it was already late at night, and it was impossible for the guards to allow other people to break into the bedroom with such fanfare...

Unless there are two possibilities: one, those guards with high martial arts skills have all been taken down by the comers, and one, the one who came in was Nangong Lie himself.

In an instant, Zhenliang ruled out the possibility of the latter, because Nangong Lie had clearly told her that he would spend the night with Concubine Xuan, so at this moment, he would never come back.

In other words, only the former is the only possibility left—the comer is highly skilled in martial arts and has already taken down all the guards!

Immediately, a character popped up in Zhenliang's mind—the third!

Of course, this is just her extravagant wish.

Because if the comer is a three, the possibility of her being safe and sound is the greatest.

The bedroom was pitch black, Zhenliang sat up from the bed, retreated to the corner of the bed, hugged the quilt and curled up into a ball, not daring to make a sound.

If the person who came was not a good stubble, just take a knife and slash at the bed, I hope she can escape!

When the visitor was getting closer to the bed, even though Zhen Liang tried his best to hold his breath, he still smelled a unique fragrance that seemed familiar, getting closer and stronger.

The man who came in walked to the side of the bed and stopped, probing towards the bed with one hand skillfully, but unexpectedly, he missed it.

After a moment of silence, probably because he had sensed where Zhenliang was, the man said in a deep voice that Zhenliang was too familiar with, "Come here, it's me."