Detecting fragrance and ugly concubine

Nangong Lie stared at this woman who didn't seem to blush at all with horrified eyes.

My aunt had promised him with her life and dignity that her precious daughter had always been innocent. The answer was self-evident whether to trust my aunt or her.

Besides, even though he just pushed in, he could still feel the untouched jerkyness and tightness of the dense forest when he pushed in.

At the same time, the panic on her face couldn't deceive him, it was obviously not just the panic caused by resistance, but mainly the strong panic caused by fear of losing her body to him.

He only knew that she despised him for being dirty, but he didn't expect that she would rather severely slander his reputation than commit herself to him.

And what made him the most angry was not her distrust and refusal to give him, but the Wen Zhengming she kept mentioning.

Wen Zhengming, Wen Zhengming!What's so good about someone like Wen Zhengming?If Wen Zhengming can clean himself up, maybe he can still feel that he still has something worthy of her attachment, but Wen Zhengming has done a lot of bastard things that women are taboo. ?

That's right, although Wen Zhengming has become her past, he can feel how deeply Wen Zhengming's scars have left on her heart. Even though she has completely forgotten about Wen Zhengming, she still remembers him with hatred. If one day she recovers her memory, if one day Wen Zhengming turns around and turns around, is it very likely that she will return to his embrace, and she will never be able to let go or expel Wen Zhengming in her heart for the rest of her life?

Nangong Lie could tolerate Zhenliang's affection for a chivalrous man like the third master, but he couldn't accept that she had even the slightest affection for Jiu Qingren.

For some reason, Nangong Lie suddenly felt cold, and suddenly felt that the strange feelings he had for this woman named Yuchi Zhenliang seemed ridiculous.

Perhaps, those feelings are all wrong, it is his illusion.

Perhaps, he should have the same idea when he heard about her for the first time, and abandon her in his heart.

After thinking it through, Nangong Lie took a last look at Zhenliang contemptuously, and got off her body neatly, instead of picking up the soaked underwear, he directly put on other clothes that were not wet yet.

Immediately, with his slender body turned his back to her, he said coldly, "I'll give you a cup of tea."

He knew that Masuzu wanted to escape from the drained cave, so even if he didn't want to be with her at all at the moment, he couldn't leave lightly.

He believed that if he left, Zhenliang would definitely escape from the cave immediately, without any consideration for his and her family's feelings.

Whether such a cruel and ruthless woman was born like this, or because of amnesia, he didn't know, and he didn't want to ask further.

Sometimes, what you see and hear with your own eyes is more real and effective than what you hear.

Zhenliang stared blankly at the stalwart man with his back turned to him, and was stunned for a moment without any reaction or movement.

She knew in her heart that the huge crisis that Nangong Lie brought to her had been resolved, but her heart became very strange and uncomfortable.

Although she seemed to have achieved a small victory, her victory was earned by her slandering herself. Even if it was worth it, she would not feel good about it.

It is said that women are fickle, Zhen Liang feels that this cannot be generalized, for example, this man named Nangong Lie must also be fickle, look at him now with a lonely back, silent, with a perfect figure but a bleak temperament. The man she has a strong desire for is completely different.

Really answered a sentence, turning faces is faster than turning books.

Slowly getting up from the ground, Zhenliang didn't put on those torn wet underwear anymore, but only put on some wet clothes.

When putting on clothes, Zhenliang made her heart colder than her face, and never looked at Nangong Lie again, because she knew that this man had already disliked her because of her unclean body, absolutely There's nothing wrong with peeking at her.

However, no matter how much he disliked her, he did not let her go as she wished, but insisted on taking her into the palace as his concubine.

She naturally understands the reason, maybe it has something to do with Aunt Zhen or Yu Chifeng, or it has something to do with the man's unwillingness to admit defeat, the more she wants to stay away from him, the more he refuses to let her go.

Although she still couldn't get rid of the fate of entering the palace after hard work, it was a good thing for her to kill his idea of ​​touching her in advance.

However, after she entered the palace, she would never have imagined that even though he had developed a dislike for her, she still could not get rid of the fate of sleeping in the dark. This is a later story.

After walking out of the hot spring pool, Zhenliang got into the carriage alone. This time, Nangong Lie did not share the carriage with her, but rode a fine horse and followed behind the carriage.

There is no cold man in the carriage, Zhenliang feels that the air inside is very sufficient, sitting here for a while, sitting there for a while, it is very comfortable.

Opening the curtains, Zhenliang inadvertently saw the handsome figure of Nangong Lie riding a fine horse behind the carriage, and couldn't help curling her lips.

She knew that this man refused to ride in the carriage with her because he thought she was dirty, hmph, he didn't even look in the mirror to see himself, how clean was he?If she really had skin-to-skin contact with two men, how about him, there are countless women who have had skin-to-skin contact with him, so compared to him, she still looks much cleaner.

Knowing that Nangong Lie wouldn't look at him, Zhenliang stuck out his tongue at him, made a grimace, then retracted his head back into the carriage, lowered the curtains, and cursed softly, "Breed pig!"

Since leaving the hot spring town, the carriage drove on the so-called official road, and the journey went smoothly. In less than two hours, the carriage arrived at the gate of the palace.

Looking at the palace door that was completely different from the style and type in his dream, Zhenliang couldn't help grinning, and this smile happened to be caught by Nangong Lie who rode to the window of the car.

Although this woman is wearing a veil, although she is extremely ugly behind the veil, her smile is pure and bright, which can touch people's hearts. Even his cold and hard heart can't resist her every frown and smile, but, now, he Build a fortress around his heart to prevent himself from being moved by her, because she is not worth it.

When Nangong Lie appeared in front of him, Zhenliang could see clearly that this man had already changed into a pure white brocade robe, which was more indescribably elegant than the black casual clothes. There is even a sacrosanct taste of purity.

The taste of purity?

Zhenliang laughed heartily, there is no place for this man to be considered pure, and he must have nothing to do with purity.

Especially, when she thought of being kissed, pressed and touched by him in the hot spring pool, Zhen Liang became furious, wishing to slap his incomparably handsome face countless times, or use Her wet muddy hands adorned his white brocade robe.

Seeing that there was no one else nearby, Zhenliang couldn't help teasing Nangong Lie in a low voice, "Your Majesty, your clothes are very beautiful, but they don't match you."

White clothes can set off a person's immortality and purity, but she thinks that Nangong Lie cannot be controlled, even though he looks immortal and pure, in essence he does not have that qualification.

But I have to admit that this is a man who doesn't need clothes to modify. I'm afraid that even if his clothes are ragged, he can still wear the torn sack with an eye-catching elegance.

Nangonglie stared at Zhenliang coldly, not in the mood to argue with her about the reason why he didn't match the clothes, so he suddenly rode his horse into the palace alone.

Seeing Nangong Lie riding on the horse and disappearing quickly, Zhenliang pouted her lips and came to her senses for a while, did this man intend to leave her here to dry out as a punishment, or did he give birth to let her go? heart of?

Although he didn't know the details, Masuzu's heart jumped with excitement.

Without asking any of the guards outside the carriage, and without getting out of the carriage, Zhenliang poked his head out of the windows on both sides one after another, and took a look at all the places he could see.

When she found that the guards were guarding the carriage in a seemingly relaxed but solemn posture, Zhen Liang's heart sank, and her beautiful fantasy was shattered again.

If Nangong Lie wanted to let her go before entering the palace, he would never have left so many people watching her.

Staring fixedly at the palace gate, Zhenliang couldn't help but think of that dream again—when she was extremely sad and resisted, the third master appeared on horseback and took her away.

It's not in a dream at this time, of course Zhenliang doesn't expect the third master to appear, she forces her chaotic heart to calm down, telling herself to cherish this opportunity of being outside the palace, and to breathe more of the air outside the palace. .

Because maybe once she enters the palace, she will never have the chance to leave the palace, and she will never be able to breathe the fresh air outside the palace.

Hey--

Zhenliang dejectedly withdrew his head from the car window, sat quietly in the car, and slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know what kind of tricks Nangong Lie is going to play with her. She just waited here for an hour. If the guards still haven't sent her into the palace after an hour, then, maybe, she misunderstood what Nangong Lie meant?

Perhaps, Nangong Lie has turned these guards into blind and dumb, even if they see her get off the carriage and leave, they won't stop her?

Just when Zhenliang felt a little drowsy, there was the sound of "da da da" horseshoes approaching not far away.

Is it a dream?Zhenliang opened his eyes suddenly, and twisted his thigh hard.

it hurts!She should be awake.

The drowsiness has not been dispelled, and Zhenliang feels in a trance that the sound of horseshoes in the dream and the sound of horseshoes in reality are fused together, and it is impossible to tell which is right and which is wrong.

So, she continued to listen intently, and although the clear sound of horse hooves was not as fast as in the dream, it was really approaching slowly.

Masuzu immediately opened the curtain on one side, and couldn't help but look towards the direction where the voice came from.

Could it be that dreams really come true?Could it be that the man she wanted to rely on in the bottom of her heart repented?