Zhenliang bluntly stopped, turned around slowly, and without any surprise looked at the man who was still wearing a suit, but with an extra fur coat on his body. He looked at him running towards her with cold eyes and smiled coldly.
, mockingly said, "The third prince still dares to call me a girl? I don't dare to be one!"
"Are you...angry?" Nangong Yu looked like a child who had done something wrong, staring at Zhenliang's eyes for an instant, with unusually clear eyes.
"I don't dare to be angry with the Third Prince. I just wanted to thank the Third Prince for rescuing me." Although Zhenliang's face was hidden by the mask, her sinister tone was enough to reveal her unhappiness.
However, when she met his frank and clean eyes, she was actually not as angry with him as before.
This Nangong Yu is really a man who can eliminate the hatred in your heart by looking at you pitifully and cautiously even if he does something huge. He has a unique charm.
Hearing this, Nangong Yu's eyes dimmed and he complained rather, "I knew you would be like this. If possible, I really hope you never know my identity. Why do we have to get along like this once our identities are exposed?"
Is it unnatural to twist?"
This was said so innocently that Zhenliang was immediately speechless. It wasn't that he didn't want to answer, or that he couldn't answer, but he was even more sure that this man didn't intentionally bully her, play tricks on her, or hurt her, but just wanted to do it very simply.
It becomes more natural to get along with each other.
There are very few people with such a simple and direct nature in this palace. It is really rare for her to be lucky enough to meet them. Even if disaster has already happened, she feels that it is not a big deal because everything seems to be worth it.
Thinking of this, Zhenliang's unhappiness towards Nangong Yu disappeared.
Nangong Lie thought that Zhenliang's anger was still not gone, so he carefully observed her incomplete expression and said softly, "I know that friends should be honest with each other, but this is the palace, and there are too many rules and restrictions.
, you... don't be angry, okay? I'll apologize to you, and you can punish me however you want."
The two had known each other for only a short time, and Nangong Yu actually regarded her as a friend so sincerely. Zhenliang was inevitably moved, and finally showed a slight smile and said, "Okay, I'm not angry, just don't call me girl from now on.
It’s so funny, it even makes people laugh out loud, don’t you think?”
"Okay, okay, I won't call you girl, I'll call you Concubine Liang." Nangong Yu's tense handsome face finally softened, as if the frozen water had resumed its flow, and it was exceptionally bright. Then, his words suddenly turned playful.
He said, "But in private, can I call you Little White Rabbit, or Rabbit?"
"Little white rabbit? Rabbit?" Zhenliang was stunned for a moment, and felt a chill in his heart. However, when he thought of the mask he was wearing and the song he gave to him as a meeting gift, he immediately understood his intention and blushed slightly.
He said, "If you don't feel nauseous, it's up to you."
"Why is it disgusting? I feel very friendly." Nangong Yu didn't have any twisted thoughts, just because he remembered the ballad deep in his heart, "Rabbit?"
"..." Zhenliang got goosebumps all over her body, and wanted to change her words and stop him from shouting, but then she thought about it, no one else would hear it in private, and besides, this man's eyes were pure, and she was really embarrassed to let him down.
.
Moreover, instead of letting him call her Concubine Liang, she preferred other titles, because she had never cared about the title Concubine Liang, and she had never really recognized it in her heart.
The conversation between the two immediately returned to its natural state. Zhenliang looked at Nangong Yu's attire, a modern suit and an open ancient fur coat. At first glance, it seemed a little weird, but at a second glance, it was a bit interesting and interesting. She couldn't help it.
I secretly thought to myself, if the suit he was wearing was authentic, this man's elegant image would make many women scream in obsession.
The Queen Mother seemed to still hear Nangong Yu's concerned and nervous words in her ears. Zhenliang couldn't help but smile and asked, "Hey, the Queen Mother asked you to change such weird clothes, why don't you change them?"
"I dare not disobey my mother, and I am also prepared to change." Nangong Yu explained with a smile, "But when I saw the clothes Hongjuan brought over, although they were clothes I once liked, compared with these clothes, I instantly became distraught.
I thought it was too vulgar, and I liked this outfit the most, so I couldn't bear to change it, and my mother couldn't do anything about it."
Zhenliang could tell that not only was Nangong Yu very filial and respectful to the Queen Mother, but the Queen Mother also loved and doted on him.
She couldn't help but naturally wonder, would the Queen Mother also love and pamper you in the same way towards Nangong Lie? Nangong Lie was cold and taciturn. At first glance, he was not a kind, easy-going and coquettish man like Nangong Yu. So, between him and the Queen Mother,
How to maintain the relationship between mother and son? I'm afraid it should be a pretty good one, right?
Seeing that Zhenliang was deep in thought, Nangong Yu raised a hand and waved it in front of her eyes, "What are you thinking about so absorbedly?"
Zhenliang immediately came back to his senses and said with a smile, "I'm glad that you like this new outfit, but you also understand that most people don't agree with it, and even think it's ridiculous. Those strange eyes keep looking at you, don't you?
Do you feel awkward and uncomfortable?"
"Don't pay attention to those people who have no vision." Nangong Yu looked down at his brand new attire again, tugged on his tie, frowned slightly and said, "It's just that this thing is a little tight, and my breathing is not smooth, cough cough.
"
"Uncomfortable? Oh, this is inevitable." Thinking that Nangong Yu is a free and easy-going person, he definitely doesn't like ties and other restraints to bind his neck, so Zhenliang suggested,
"Shall I help you take it off? It's okay if you don't want it."
"No." Nangong Yu shook his head resolutely, looking very precious. He would rather wear it if he felt uncomfortable, and suddenly behaved like a stubborn child.
Zhenliang smiled helplessly, "Okay, I won't take it off, but let me help you loosen it a little bit, okay?"
Nangong Yu then nodded with relief and joy.
Zhenliang stood on tiptoes and carefully loosened his tie. After thinking about it, he unbuttoned the top button of his shirt and arranged the tie loosely and neatly.
Although the two were not face to face, they were very close to each other. Looking from behind, it seemed that Zhenliang was leaning on Nangong Yu's shoulder. Nangong Yu didn't know whether it was because of the cold or excitement, but his handsome face was slightly red.
He lowered his head and stared quietly at Zhen Liang, whose eyes were focused.
Zhenliang's faint daughter's fragrance, mixed with the smell of powder, was particularly pleasant. It drifted into Nangong Yu's nose inadvertently, and it made him feel unnaturally uneasy.
The two of them were unconsciously focusing on each other, so no one noticed that at some point, Nangong Lie stood with his hands behind his hands, approaching the two of them step by step, and staring at them with a sharp and cold gaze.