Zhenliang was extremely hungry at this time, so she didn't care about whether the duck meat inside had been touched by Nangong Lie's chopsticks. She wanted to say thank you happily and then eat the remaining ones.
Eat the duck meat quickly to avoid Nangong Lie regretting it.
However, looking at Nangong Lie's deep and unpredictable phoenix eyes, Zhenliang suddenly thought, could there be something fishy here? For example, after Nangong Lie waited for her to finish eating, he would charge her with stealing food or something?
Thinking about this, Zhenliang decided to continue to endure it. When he returns to Qiongyu Palace, what do you want to eat? Hum!
"Haha," Zhenliang quickly added a smile, "The emperor should enjoy it himself. I don't dare to compete with the emperor for food."
Nangong Lie thought that Zhenliang was thick-skinned and would never refuse, but she refused resolutely. What was the reason? Is it because she disliked him for being dirty? Or...
A handsome face darkened inch by inch because of his unhappy mood. Nangong Lie stared at Zhenliang with a stern look and said, "If Concubine Liang dislikes it, I see that the pickled plum duck on the ground is a little lonely, so why don't you take mine?"
Would you like to spend some time with me?”
What? This man actually wanted to pour his plate of sour plum duck with little left on it? Zhenliang really didn’t know why Nangong Lie’s mind was so twisted. His masked face turned black faster than him.
, quickly picked up a piece of pickled duck with chopsticks, and said in a vague voice, "I like it!"
In fact, it only took a moment to accept the remaining pieces of sour plum duck. Zhenliang felt that it seemed that Nangong Lie really couldn't eat or didn't want to eat anymore, otherwise he would never let her eat it and even suggested pouring it.
On the ground.
Zhenliang was really hungry. Facing the delicious food that she had been craving for a long time, she felt that the more she ate, the hungrier she became. So eating it was like gobbling it down.
Nangong Lie watched silently and couldn't help but stare at her little white rabbit mask and said, "Fei Liang, I think you wore the wrong mask today?"
Zhenliang glanced at him perfunctorily, then munched on the meat and said, "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"
Nangong Lie said with a steady expression, "With your appearance, a tiger and wolf mask would be more suitable, what do you think?"
Zhenliang was startled, then glared at him hatefully, "Hasn't Your Majesty heard that rabbits also eat meat?"
Nangong Lie shook his head, "I haven't heard of it, please enlighten me."
He really understood what he meant. If she didn't tell her why, he would judge her to be talking nonsense.
"The emperor is very knowledgeable, haven't you heard of the saying, 'The rabbit bites when it is anxious'?" Zhenliang's eyes were sly, and he added, "Why does the rabbit bite when it is anxious? Because the rabbit is hungry and anxious.
To bite the meat and eat it as grass."
"..." Nangong Lie remained silent for half a minute and said, "I am ignorant and ignorant. It seems that Concubine Liang is truly knowledgeable."
Zhenliang chuckled and said without any humility, "Your Majesty, thank you."
Nangong Lie: "..."
He sighed in his heart, this woman's skin is not ordinary thick.
The sound of footsteps outside was heard, and Zhenliang looked up and saw that it was Eunuch Jiao who was leading Ya Seer back.
Prophet Ya's calmer expression suddenly turned gloomy when he saw her, especially when he saw her eating pickled plum duck.
Zhenliang subconsciously tightened the plate in her hand and chewed faster, fearing that Prophet Ya would rush over and smash the plate again.
"Concubine Liang, eat slowly." Nangong Lie seemed to see through Zhenliang's thoughts. While patting Zhenliang's shoulder, he said to Ya Xian, "Ya Xian."
"The grassroots are here."
The deep and sensual voice indeed came from the mouth of Ya Seer. This time it was not rough at all, but full of masculinity. It was natural, without any pretense or even pretentiousness. It was obviously the voice of a man!
Suddenly, a strange thought came to Zhenliang's head, and as soon as this thought came up, she almost accidentally bit off her tongue.
Could it be that her imagination was too rich and she misunderstood that this sub-prophet was actually a man, not a woman?
If he is a genuine man, then why can he be so angry and be forgiven by Nangong Lie and not pursue any further investigation? Why does Nangong Lie and Eunuch Jiao have such expressions that they want to laugh but cannot laugh? All of this She could figure everything out instantly.
Because she actually misunderstood a real man as a woman and kept calling him sister?
Zhenliang was confused again and again, and kept asking himself, the prophet Ya is not a woman but a man? Is this possible? Is it possible?
She answered herself that it was impossible 10,000 times, but there was a voice in her heart that said it was very possible 20,000 times.
Staring closely at that evil and charming face, Zhenliang still couldn't believe it, but she had to try to believe it! If she was sure that the prophet Ya was a woman, then the doubts in her heart would never be solved, and once she was sure He is a man, so all doubts can be easily solved.
She could immediately understand why Prophet Ya was so angry, why Nangong Lie said that Prophet Ya didn't kill her because he fell in love with her, why Nangong Lie held her and trembled for so long, because she A man who is more beautiful than a woman recognizes a woman! Not only did she call him sister, but she even enthusiastically recommended him to be Nangong Lie's concubine...
This must be a great insult and irritation to the Ya Prophet, right?
Hey hey hey!
Zhenliang felt that she was really unlucky. Why didn't she think deeply about the words of Prophet Ya, "Call me Sister Ya" and "I'm not a man"?
Feeling the eyes from beside her, Zhenliang suddenly turned her head to look. Although there was no smile on Nangong Lie's face, the bright look on her face was clearly full of ridicule and sarcasm towards her.
Regardless of the difference between men and women, Zhenliang leaned close to Nangong Lie's ear and said through gritted teeth, "Why didn't the emperor tell me that he was a man?"
Nangong Lie looked innocent and said, "He is a man, why should I tell him?"
"You——" What Zhenliang hates most at this moment is not himself, but the villain he has become, Nangong Lie.
He knew clearly that she had misunderstood the gender of the Sub-Prophet, but he stayed out of the matter and deliberately refused to explain. He even encouraged her to anger the Sub-Prophet in his own way, directly or indirectly.
Damn, it's really hateful!
Zhenliang suddenly felt that Nangong Lie was so generous in letting him eat the sour plum duck in the end, maybe he had a guilty conscience!
"Sage Ya, Concubine Liang likes the sour plum duck you made very much. Are you willing to stay in the palace and become the chef of Shijiu Garden?"
Nangong Lie's words made Zhenliang's eyes widen in surprise. It sounded like the emperor loved Concubine Liang, so he decided to keep the prophet Ya, but Zhenliang thought that Nangong Lie was just using her name. It's just for the good of others who live in the palace.
He had just done such a bastard thing, and there was no way he could use this reputation to win her forgiveness and favor!
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. The common people are accustomed to living an unrestrained life and do not want to be bound by any form."
Unexpectedly, Ya Xie refused without thinking. Zhenliang stared at him without blinking, secretly thinking that the biggest reason why he refused to stay must be because he was angry that she thought he was a woman.
