Looking at the woman who was hunching slightly and staring at him, Nangong Lie knocked on the carriage expressionlessly.
As soon as the sound of "dong dong dong" fell, the coachman sitting outside the carriage took the news and suddenly started the carriage.
As a result, Zhenliang was unsteady on her feet and was about to fall backwards. Nangong Lie had already stretched out a long arm in time to hold her steady and at the same time, he took her to sit beside him.
The fresh tea fragrance carried by the man seemed to permeate the entire carriage, making Zhenliang feel at ease when he smelled it.
Gently sucking in her slightly blocked nose, Zhenliang felt that the big hands still on her waist were generous and hot. Although it made her feel uncomfortable, she did not feel rejected.
No one made a sound, probably because they were sitting next to each other. The two of them were close to each other but did not have to face each other, so both of them felt much more at ease.
Pursing his lips, Zhenliang broke the silence and asked, "Why is the emperor here?"
Well, what she actually wanted to ask was: Did the emperor come to take her back to the palace by the way, or did he come to take her back to the palace on purpose?
Nangong Lie replied calmly, "I'm afraid you'll run away with another man."
It seemed like he was joking, but also like he meant something.
Zhenliang's heart trembled, and he thought to himself, maybe he knew last night...
Impossible, impossible.
If he knew that as a man, he would already be furious, how could he still be so calm towards her?
He must have said it casually.
After quickly soothing himself, Zhenliang smiled and said, "The emperor really loves to joke."
It seemed that he came to pick her up specially. Although he felt warm in his heart, Zhenliang could not act like he was flattered.
After these three words, the carriage returned to silence, and the only sound left in their ears was the sound of the carriage galloping.
Zhenliang really hoped that the two of them could maintain this atmosphere until they reached her Qiongyu Palace, but her body didn't give her any face at all.
"Ah sneeze... ah sneeze..."
Every once in a while, Zhenliang would sneeze or two, and then his nose, which was only slightly blocked at first, would become more and more congested, making it increasingly difficult to ventilate.
Zhenliang knew that she was probably naked and undressed for too long last night. Even though she felt hot all over, she still inevitably caught a cold.
When you sneeze, you will inevitably spit out some mucus. When Zhenliang Zhengchou didn't have a handkerchief on him, Nangong Lie took out his own handkerchief and handed it to her.
Although he said nothing, the move was obvious.
Of course, Zhenliang would not refuse to answer when he was embarrassed like this.
Without hesitation, Zhenliang didn't even have time to say thank you, so he took the handkerchief and covered his nose.
As he covered his nose with the handkerchief, perhaps the faint scent of tea carried by the handkerchief irritated his nose at close range. While covering his nose tightly with the handkerchief, Zhenliang sneezed three times in a row.
Her nose didn't spew much mucus at first, but now, as if she knew she had a handkerchief, she spewed out a lot of mucus.
Although Nangong Lie would not know it, Zhenliang still felt very embarrassed because as soon as he took his handkerchief, she made it so sloppy for him.
Zhenliang finally wiped his nose clean silently, and suddenly another porcelain cup with a lid appeared in front of his eyes.
Obviously, this was handed to her by Nangong Lie again.
This time, Zhenliang did not take the porcelain cup immediately, but stared at the porcelain cup in surprise, confused.
When she sneezed, Nangong Lie handed over the handkerchief. She really needed it, so she accepted it. However, he handed over the porcelain cup. What did this mean?
She didn't think that when she had a stuffy nose and sneezed, drinking a sip of tea would relieve it.
Nangong Lie didn't know what Zhenliang was thinking, but he thought wrongly from another perspective. He said with a sullen face, "Why, you think I'm dirty?"
"Ahem..." Zhenliang couldn't help but cough lightly, and it was a little too much for him.
Although she has indeed always disliked Nangong Lie for being dirty, it seems like this is the first time that he has the self-knowledge to say it out loud, right?
Of course, the dirty he meant was obviously not the same thing as the dirty she despised.
"No, it's because I'm not thirsty." Zhenliang quickly explained in a smart way.
"I'm not here to quench your thirst."
Although the meaning of Nangong Lie's words was unclear, it also revealed his strength and dominance. That is, if he asked her to drink, she had to drink.
Thinking of his kindness in providing her with a handkerchief, Zhenliang reluctantly took the porcelain cup, but looked confused as to whether to drink or not.
Nangong Lie saw her holding the porcelain cup and delaying opening the lid, so he said, "It's ginger tea. I haven't drunk it yet."
It's ginger tea.
Zhenliang suddenly realized it, but looked at Nangong Lie in surprise and said, "The emperor also got cold?"
Nangong Lie didn't look at her. He just looked ahead and replied, "No, there was a cold wind last night. It was just a precaution. Now it seems that you need it more than me."
If you don’t want to drink it, why don’t you let me drink it for you?
If you say it’s really cool and you’re not moved, it’s definitely a lie.
However, she didn't feel that she needed to drink the ginger tea right away. It wouldn't be too late for Jin Ye and the others to prepare it when she returned to Qiongyu Palace.
So, she held the porcelain cup and handed it back to Nangong Lie, saying, "The emperor's dragon body is precious and precious, and cannot allow any loss. It is better for the emperor to drink. I am not in a hurry."
Nangong Lie's handsome face immediately became gloomier again, "I know my body best. If you don't drink, do you like to be force-fed by me?"
Zhenliang shrank her neck, shuddered all over, and sighed secretly, this man is too scary, she is just being humble and kind, but he thinks she is ungrateful?
However, Zhenliang can also understand the bad feeling of being rejected, not to mention that he is the king of a country that is respected by thousands of people. Although no third party will know about such a shameful thing, he will definitely not feel comfortable in his heart.
So, not wanting to be force-fed, Zhenliang obediently opened the lid of the cup and drank the ginger tea at the right temperature one sip after another.
The taste of ginger tea is well balanced. The spiciness of ginger and the sweetness of brown sugar are just right. After a few sips, my throat, which was originally itchy, felt very comfortable, and my nose seemed to be a little smoother.
However, ginger tea is not plain water after all. It is so cold that you can not drink the whole cup.
After drinking half of the cup, Zhenliang closed the lid of the cup, handed it to Nangong Lie and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I have finished drinking."
Although Nangong Lie was overbearing, he did not force Zhenliang to drink all the ginger tea. He just took the porcelain cup and slowly opened the lid.
What happened next, although Zhenliang didn't look at Nangong Lie, he still noticed it from the corner of his eye.
Unexpectedly, she never expected that Nangong Lie raised his head slightly and drank the remaining ginger tea she drank.
Zhenliang looked sideways at Nangong Lie in shock, and couldn't help but trembled all over, shocked.
What shocked her was not that Nangong Lie drank the leftover ginger tea she drank, but the position where he drank the water.
If she remembered correctly, if she saw correctly, the place where Nangong Lie's thin lips touched the rim of the cup was the opening she had just touched.
Mom, although it's impossible, Zhenliang really wants to ask him, did he do it on purpose or unintentionally?
If it was intentional, wouldn't it be a pervert?
Well, based on my gratitude to him today, Zhenliang felt that he definitely did not do it unintentionally.
