Not like a flower? A kind of flower called not like a flower?
At this moment, no matter how dull or stupid Zhenliang is, she still understands that Nangong Lie is indirectly telling her that the woman he loves most is her.
Is this his way of expressing his love for women?
Although it was easy to impress a woman, Zhenliang couldn't believe it and still stubbornly believed that Nangong Lie just wanted to conquer an unconquerable woman with sweet words, but she was determined not to fall into the trap he had set.
In a trap.
Regarding this topic, Zhenliang did not want to continue, and Nangong Lie had no intention of continuing. The two fell into their own thoughts again.
Nangong Lie's hand has been holding Zhenliang's hand firmly, and his footsteps are still moving casually in the huge garden.
Flowers, butterflies, fragrance, sunshine, blue sky, white clouds...
The artistic conception is extremely beautiful, and the man and woman integrated into the artistic conception are also beautiful, but they don't know it.
I don't know how long it took, but Nangong Lie suddenly stopped and looked at Zhenliang with deep eyes. It seemed that after tens of thousands of struggles in his heart, he finally decided to release.
"I have always thought that making a woman fall in love with me is an extremely simple matter, but you have become the only exception. I want to know why. Is it because you have someone else in your heart?"
In his opinion, only when someone is secretly pretending to be someone else in his heart will he always be resistant to an outstanding man who is interested in her. No matter what he does, she will not be moved.
Zhenliang didn't want to tell Nangong Lie whether she had another man in her heart, nor did she want to tell him why, because even if she told him, it wouldn't change the outcome of her relationship with him.
"Your Majesty, I have no comment to make."
Zhenliang's decisive and impolite answer did not offend Nangong Lie, as if he could understand some of her thoughts. Nangong Lie said in a deep voice, "Tell the truth, I really want to hear it, and I promise you
, no matter what you say, I will not be angry or blame you."
Has Nangong Lie ever made such a bottomless promise to anyone?
Zhenliang felt his sincerity and was quite moved in her heart. She tried, "For example, it doesn't matter if I scold you. Your Majesty is also interested in hearing it?"
Nangong Lie nodded sincerely, "Yes."
This answer was a bit ambiguous. Zhen Liang chuckled and said, "What do you mean, Your Majesty? Does it matter whether I am scolding you or are you interested in hearing my concubine scold you?"
Nangong Lie generously said bluntly, "The latter."
Hearing this, Zhenliang's mind moved slightly, and his initial determination suddenly wavered.
She couldn't help but ask herself, maybe telling Nangong Lie the reason why she couldn't fall in love with him would make him aware of himself and never ask her to sleep with him again?
Anyway, he has promised not to be angry or blame.
Although there was no proof in black and white, she believed in his integrity.
"Okay, I'll tell the truth to the emperor." Zhenliang said vigorously, "The reason why I haven't been able to fall in love with the emperor is actually very simple, because I only love clean men."
With Nangong Lie's promise first, Zhenliang can really speak unscrupulously without fear of the consequences.
Although Zhenliang's words were also within Nangong Lie's expectations, Nangong Lie felt that he was really wronged based on what he had done.
In fact, he really wanted to tell Zhenliang that what the ears hear and the eyes see may not necessarily be true.
However, before Zhenliang fully confessed to him, he would never tell her about it, even if there was a little bit of news.
So, Nangong Lie asked in an extremely aggrieved tone, "Why am I unclean? Why don't you tell me?"
"Does this need to be said?" Regarding the fact that Nangong Lie didn't know that he was dirty, Zhenliang felt that he couldn't understand it at first, but then he quickly understood.
Everyone has shortcomings, but how many people can clearly see their own shortcomings or even recognize their own shortcomings?
Nangong Lie answered Zhenliang with deep eyes. This must be said, and he must say it clearly.
Naturally, Zhenliang would not directly tell Nangong Lie that because he had slept with countless women, she thought he was particularly dirty.
She decided to let him know how dirty she really was in a tactful way.
"Your Majesty, I will give you an example." Zhenliang's eyes rolled rapidly, and the idea in his mind was rapidly germinating and brewing, "For example, the Emperor slept with three thousand men."
After a pause, Zhenliang added another sentence, "Please note, it is not the ordinary sleeping together, but the kind of sleeping with skin contact. Your Majesty, if you love the Queen deeply and care about the Queen,
May I ask if you can accept it?"
Nangong Lie's face turned cold instantly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. What metaphor was this woman using?
Queen? Three thousand men? Sleeping like skin to skin? Fortunately she could think of it.
For example, if the queen hears this, even if the queen is usually kind and docile, she may be dissatisfied with her.
Who wants to be assumed to do something they don’t want to do?
Nangong Lie couldn't help but feel sorry for the queen, "If I assume you just ate ten bowls of shit, how would you feel?"
Zhenliang didn't think deeply, his face changed, and he said unhappy, "Your Majesty, I have just eaten, why do you make such an assumption? Isn't it disgusting?"
The effect of Nangong Lie's hypothesis was achieved, and he explained, "If the queen heard the hypothesis you just made about her, I'm afraid she would also feel disgusted. What do you think?"
Only then did Zhenliang understand why Nangong Lie was making a fuss about her and eating shit. Indeed, she shouldn't compare the most uncontested queen in the palace.
Zhenliang smiled sarcastically, looked at Nangong Lie and said, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have used metaphors that I shouldn't have. I hope the emperor will never tell her what I said in the future, otherwise
, I am really ashamed of myself."
These were her true words. Nangong Lie would not add salt to her discomfort after she realized her mistake, but said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else."
Because if he told others what Zhenliang said, wouldn't he be slapping himself in the face?
Because in the eyes of most people, Nangong Lie had slept with more than 3,000 women, and it was not just ordinary sleep, but sleep with skin-to-skin contact.
At this moment, Nangong Lie was more grateful than ever for the decision he had made. Because he had a strong mysophobia, he was unwilling to touch other women casually.
He suddenly realized that perhaps, he had persisted in mysophobia for so many years precisely because of the woman beside him.
When he met this woman, his mysophobia could disappear in an instant when facing her.
This is a very wonderful thing. He went through a long period of suffering from not believing it to believing it.
Nangong Lie continued to hold Zhenliang's hand and walked slowly in the garden.
At the same time, he said quietly, "I understand what you mean. You want to grow old with a man, and it is best that the man has never touched other women, and will not touch other women now or in the future."
Zhenliang nodded slightly, but she did not fully agree with Nangong Lie's statement, because although she wanted to grow old with a man and hoped that the man would not touch other women, she could actually tolerate meeting the other woman.
Before her, that man had touched other women.
In her opinion, as long as a man remains loyal after falling in love with her, he is worthy of admiration and love.
Of course, she would not tell Nangong Lie what she was thinking because she didn't want him to mistakenly think that she was implying that he would give up touching other women for the sake of her, an ugly girl.
It is really difficult and incredible not to touch those women who are nominally his and who can only survive through him in this life.
Zhenliang felt that if she were a stunningly beautiful woman, she might still have such extravagant desires, but now that she is ugly, she would not even have such extravagant hopes.
Nangong Lie didn't know what Zhenliang was thinking and continued, "In this world, rich and powerful men rarely only have one woman. The reason why there are so many men in the world who only have one woman is that most of them have only one woman."
It's because they live in poverty and have no money to attract more women. Just because they don't have the ability to have it doesn't mean they don't want to have it. Even if you don't enter the palace and become my princess, I'm afraid you may not be able to find the person you want."
To be precise, Zhenliang felt that she could not completely deny these words. However, after hearing this, she felt very uncomfortable and wanted a result.
So, she couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, in your opinion, is there such a thing as a one-to-one lover in this world?"
Nangong Lie pursed his thin lips tightly, wanting to say something to Zhenliang: This kind of man is standing in front of you, are you blind?
But what he said was, "There are, but they are very rare."
Zhenliang reluctantly expressed satisfaction with Nangong Lie's answer, looked at the flowers and plants in the distance and said, "I don't care what most people in this world are like, I can only follow my own heart."
Nangong Lie was silent for a moment and asked, "If you fall in love with me no matter what you try, will you suddenly disappear from the palace one day, maybe a few months, or a year later?"
Zhenliang was touched by the inadvertent "one year later" on Nangong Lie's lips. Her cheeks behind the mask turned slightly red, and she answered halfway, "Who knows about such a distant thing? I feel that the emperor has great magical powers.
You will definitely not give me the chance to disappear, right? Unless, I -"
As if he knew that what Zhenliang was about to blurt out was just the word "death", Nangong Lie let go of her hand in time and quickly covered her mouth, which was covered by taste, to prevent her from saying the unlucky word.
Zhenliang's hands finally got rid of Nangong Lie's shackles. For a moment, he felt very comfortable all over. He was swinging his arms happily when he heard Nangong Lie suddenly say inexplicably, "I haven't let other women sleep with me for more than a month. You
do you know?"
It was as if a feather had brushed against the strong heartstrings. His heart was so cold that it was like a deer. He calmed down and pretended to be shocked, "What does this mean, Your Majesty?"
Nangong Lie held Zhenliang's shoulders with both hands, looked directly into her eyes, and said word by word, "I want to try, after becoming a clean man from now on, will you fall in love with me?"