Zhenliang saw Ya Seer's face getting worse and worse. However, at this time, he was already in the worst state.
The prophet would get sick and faint.
In Zhenliang's opinion, Prophet Ya's expression was so bad at first that he might be angry with her or afraid, but now he might be feeling unwell. Therefore, if she continued talking, Prophet Ya's condition might worsen due to his bad mood.
Ya Seer's charming phoenix eyes stared at Zhen Liang's little white rabbit mask for a moment, then suddenly stretched out a hand to take back the pickled plum duck placed in front of Zhen Liang, and without mercy, he chewed the whole plate of sour plum duck.
Smashing it to the ground, I felt no pity at this moment for the work I had devoted myself to cooking.
He wanted to hit the woman in front of him but he couldn't hit her, he wanted to yell but he couldn't yell, he wanted to scold but he couldn't scold him, he wanted to beat the table in front of him but he couldn't, and he wanted to turn it over but he couldn't turn it over. Only this plate of duck meat that he cooked with his own hands seemed to be a bit better for him.
His qualifications were ruined. Otherwise, how could he vent his anger at being insulted?
Ya Seer seemed to have used all his strength to smash the plate of sour plum duck. When the plate fell to the ground, not only did it fall into pieces, but the sour plum duck was also scattered on the ground. The scene was extremely embarrassing.
Zhenliang stared at the ruined pickled plum duck on the ground. A pair of clear eyes looked innocently at Prophet Ya, and suddenly said at a loss, "Ya...sister Ya, why would you throw such a good pickled plum duck to this place?"
On the ground?"
Even if she is angry with her, she shouldn't take it out on Sour Plum Duck. She won't make trouble for her, but if she offends Nangong Lie, what should she, an ordinary citizen, do?
"I suddenly discovered that I missed an ingredient, so I didn't want to disappoint Concubine Liang."
After saying this, Prophet Ya seemed to disdain to look at her again, and seemed to have forgotten Nangong Lie's presence. He flicked his white robe and strode out of the West Garden.
Zhenliang looked at the pickled plum duck on the ground with regret, and then at Nangong Lie who was still eating duck meat beside him. He was a little puzzled. Since the ingredients were missed and affected the taste of the pickled plum duck, why didn't Prophet Ya stop Nangong Lie?
What about Lie eating duck?
Obviously, Prophet Ya was angry with her and didn't want her to eat sour plum duck.
Zhenliang looked at the back of the sub-prophet who was walking further and further away, but even his back looked extremely angry. He carefully thought about what he had just said to him. Although the words were a bit more direct, he praised and complimented him everywhere, and there was nothing excessive about it.
, If the prophet is shy, just blush. If he disagrees, just decline politely. Is it necessary to get so angry?
Next to him, Nangong Lie was eating the plate of sour plum duck with gusto. His throat was so cold that it felt like a fire was burning inside. He was so dry that he couldn't stand it. He looked at this man who seemed to have nothing to do with him and was eating like that.
Elegant and comfortable, Zhenliang thought about the plate of sour plum duck that fell to the ground, and felt a little regretful about helping out Nangong Lie, a heartless man.
Even if you want to do your best for him, you should finish eating the sour plum duck before talking about it. It’s better now. If you haven’t eaten the duck, you still offended someone.
In the spirit of not being ashamed to ask questions, Zhenliang swallowed and asked, "Your Majesty, can you tell me why Sister Ya is so angry?"
Seer Ya smashed the plate, but Nangong Lie did not pursue it and was unhappy. Zhenliang couldn't help but have wild thoughts. Maybe Seer Ya was not angry at her at all, but was angry with Nangong Lie and took advantage of her to get angry?
"He didn't smash the plate on your head, or even kill you directly. It's very likely that he fell in love with you." Nangong Lie said these words carefully, holding back some emotions that were about to be suppressed.
, but Eunuch Jiao who was waiting aside couldn't help laughing.
Zhenliang was confused after hearing this. He looked at the two people with strange expressions and muttered, "Your Majesty, what are you talking nonsense about? How can two women fall in love?"
Also, why does Ya Seer hate her so much that he wants to kill her? Is it because he is jealous that she is Nangong Lie's favorite concubine in the legend?
Nangong Lie didn't answer, but he told Gong Jiao impartially, "Get Ya Prophet back."
After Eunuch Jiao left, only Nangong Lie and Zhen Liang were left in the West Garden.
Looking at the woman who was still waiting for his explanation with a pair of pure deer-like eyes, Nangong Lie suddenly lost all scruples. After putting down his chopsticks, he suddenly leaned towards her, picked her up and placed her on his side.
On his legs, he then opened his arms and hugged her tightly.
Nangong Lie's chin happened to rest on Zhenliang's shoulder, so Zhenliang couldn't see his handsome face, and he couldn't see her front either.
Zhenliang was stunned. She had no idea that Nangong Lie would do this to her. She was shocked by his sudden reaction before she had time to react.
This emperor, who was usually calm, serious, as cold as an iceberg, and unsmiling, actually started to tremble violently while holding her!
Naturally, Zhenliang would not think that it was because she was shaking with fear. It was obviously Nangong Lie who was shaking.
What is going on with this man with a faint scent of tea?
If he was laughing, there was no sound, but his body was shaking more and more violently, so much so that her whole body was forcibly shaken. If he was crying, it was even more impossible.
Although he didn't make a sound, she could feel his excessive joy.
He should be laughing! He was laughing suppressedly!
It’s getting more and more certain that it’s really cool!
But, will Nangong Lie laugh?
In the few experiences she had with Nangong Lie, she seemed to have never seen him smile. No matter when she faced him, he would always have an ice face that no one should approach, either dark or gloomy.
Yes, as if he could kill you if you dare to come closer.
If he was really smiling, Zhenliang would really like to see what his smile looked like. Even if he hadn't seen it, with his unparalleled handsome face, that smile must be priceless.
Zhenliang tried to push him away, but the man put all his weight on her, and she couldn't push him away at all.
She tried to tilt her head back again, even if she could catch a glimpse of his profile.
However, it was as if he had completely embedded her body into his own arms. If she wanted to forcefully separate, she would cruelly tear apart a complete person.
On the one hand, Zhenliang is curious about Nangong Lie's smiling face, and wants to see it even though he can't see it. On the other hand, Zhenliang needs time to think about why the reactions of Prophet Ya, Eunuch Jiao, and Nangong Lie are so weird? It seems that she is the only one who is the most popular.
normal?
Therefore, Zhenliang very obediently and quietly allowed Nangong Lie to hold her and tremble, until the trembling became weaker and weaker, and Nangong Lie slowly pushed her body away from his broad and warm embrace.
The moment he let go, Zhenliang immediately looked at Nangong Lie's handsome face in a weird way.
She thought she could catch even a trace of the aftertaste of a hidden smile, but Nangong Lie was still the same Nangong Lie, his handsome face was still cold, and his expression was still alienated, as if the man who was holding her and trembling just now was not him.
It was caused by another soul driving his body.
Putting Zhenliang on its original position as if nothing had happened, Nangong Lie picked up the chopsticks again.
Zhenliang stared at Nangong Lie with an expression as if he had seen a ghost. What happened to this man? He suddenly hugged her and shook her, without any explanation? If he wanted to tease her, but other than shaking, he could not do anything else.
Irregular movements do nothing.
After taking a deep breath, Zhenliang bit his lip and asked, "What happened just now, Your Majesty?"
Nangong Lie put down his chopsticks, looked forward and said, "I feel a little cold."
puff--
Zhenliang was glad that he didn't have anything in his mouth, otherwise, he would definitely spit it out at this moment. It was so warm in the West Garden, how could it be cold? But just now he was holding her in a trembling posture, if he was afraid of the cold
The explanation made sense, but Zhenliang knew very well that this man was obviously talking nonsense.
Could it be that in his eyes, she is his warm-keeping item when he is cold? Huh, in her eyes, women are yin and men are yang, so men should be women's keeping-warming items.
Nangong Lie probably felt at ease with this lie, so he picked up his chopsticks and reached for the sour plum duck again.
Zhenliang pursed her lips and looked at the plate of fragrant and fragrant pickled plum duck. Her heart was filled with saliva, but she could only smell it, look at it, but not eat it.
She is self-aware. As the saying goes, misfortune comes from the mouth. The plate of sour plum duck that belongs to her has been destroyed by the prophet Ya, so Nangong Lie has no share in the plate.
Nangong Lie used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of duck breast, Zhenliang's favorite dish, and when he was about to put it into his mouth, he gave Zhenliang a sidelong glance.
Catching the pitiful look of covetousness on her face, Nangong Lie put the duck meat back on the plate.
His ears are very good, so the pleasant sound of "gurgling" is constantly coming from Zhenliang. He has always heard it and enjoyed the sound. If his heart can be more ruthless, he plans to listen to it again.
A few hours ago.
However, his heart could no longer be cruel.
When a particularly thought-of "coo" sound came, Zhenliang's face turned red to the roots of his ears. The sound was so loud that everyone standing at the gate of the West Garden could hear it, right? Not to mention Nangong Lie?
Zhenliang really hopes that Nangong Lie is deaf, but unfortunately, he is just a healthy person who is good at pretending to be deaf.
Just as Zhenliang was about to find an excuse to leave, Nangong Lie pushed the plate with sour plum duck in front of her and said, "I actually don't like sour and sweet tastes. I have a toothache. If Concubine Liang likes it, you're welcome."
Did he give the sour plum duck to her? Zhenliang was surprised and shocked. What was surprising was that he could be so generous to himself? What was shocking was that he didn't like the sweet and sour taste and had a toothache?
She remembered that when she and Nangong Yu had dinner together yesterday, Nangong Yu pointed to a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs and mentioned that it was one of Nangong Lie's favorite dishes. It was said that when he had a good appetite, he could eat two plates by himself.
Could it be that Nangong Lie ate so much sweet and sour pork ribs that his teeth were damaged and he couldn't easily touch sweet and sour things? Is that why he said that he disliked the taste he liked?
