Zhenliang sniffed hard, but did not smell any sour smell.
She was sure that there was nothing wrong with her sense of smell, so she glared at Third Master and said, "No!"
The Third Master didn't seem to want to continue this topic, and asked with an inexplicable expression, "Did you see Zi Wu leaning on me just now?"
Zhenliang blinked and didn't understand why he asked that. After thinking about it, he answered truthfully, "No."
Third Master continued to ask, "Did you see Zi Wu and I holding hands?"
"No."
"Did you see me hugging Zi Wu?"
"No."
"Did you see Zi Wu and I flirting with each other?"
Naturally, the answer is still no, and Zhenliang said angrily without knowing why, "San, what do you want to say? Just be more coy, okay?"
The third master looked at Zhen Liang with a look of hatred, and replied calmly, "I have known Zi Wu for three years, but I have never touched her, and she has never had the chance to touch me."
Hearing this, Zhenliang snorted disdainfully and thought to himself: What a lie! If you had never had close contact, would Brother Ming say that Zi Wu was his sweetheart? Even if the two of them had never had the most intimate relationship between a man and a woman.
When my heart is pounding or when I miss you so much, how can I not help holding hands, hugging or even kissing?
Zhen Liang couldn't help but think of the feeling of the man forcefully kissing her that day. The kissing skills were really raw. It can only be said that he and Zi Wu may not have kissed often enough, so his skills were far from reaching the level of proficiency.
However, when I thought about it, Zhenliang was really confused. Did he have any physical contact with Zi Wu, and what was his substantive relationship with her? Why would he tell her? It's really strange!
"I didn't expect that the woman I met for the first and only time turned out to be an ugly girl with brown spots. Do you think I am lucky or unlucky?" The third master finished speaking, as if he really wanted an answer from Zhenliang.
, looked at her with deep eyes, as if as long as Zhenliang gave him a judgment, he would decide whether he was lucky or unlucky.
Zhenliang suppressed her anger, smiled coldly at him, and said categorically, "Of course you are lucky that you touched me, but it is a great misfortune for me to be touched by you."
The third master showed a half-smiling expression, as if he didn't care about her statement at all, and suddenly returned to the previous topic and said, "Why do I feel that the jealousy in you is less?"
Zhenliang frowned and was about to speak when suddenly he understood why the man said he smelled the sour smell of vinegar.
The sour smell of vinegar, what a sensitive way of saying it, but she didn’t realize it right away! She was so stupid!
The vinegary smell he was talking about was not a literal vinegary smell at all, but a psychological vinegary smell, which meant jealousy.
Hey, judging from her series of reactions just now, she is indeed suspected of being jealous. Otherwise, why would she care so much about Zi Wu? She even stepped on Zi Wu's clothes a few times after taking off her clothes? How could she suddenly
So naive? No wonder it aroused his suspicion and misunderstanding!
Zhenliang would rather admit that she is a fool than admit that she has a special affection for the third master. She believes that there are only two reasons why she cares about Zi Wu so much. One is that the third master deceived her that day.
To kill her, Zi Wu used ruthless moves on her.
Ignoring his slightly red cheeks, Zhenliang said nonchalantly, "I never like eating sour food, let alone jealousy. Is Third Master too narcissistic? Do you think I would like scars on my face?"
A man? To be honest, Third Master, I like someone as handsome and suave as your subordinates..."
If she hadn't been forced by the Third Master, Zhenliang would never have made fun of the scar on his face. After all, she had never found it so unacceptable to have scars on his face.
The third master's face darkened and he said, "Do you like handsome men?"
In order to show that he had no interest or feelings for the third master, Zhenliang nodded quickly and said, "Of course, although I am ugly, as the saying goes, everyone has a love for beauty, and no one can stop me from admiring beautiful men.
and pursuit, just like your appreciation and pursuit of beautiful women."
"You are lying." The third master suddenly said firmly.
"How could I lie?"
"Before I left the capital, the news that the fourth daughter of the Yuchi family was about to enter the palace and become a concubine had spread throughout the capital. If you really like handsome men, why did you go to all the trouble to escape from the capital? Don't tell me that you came out to relax.
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Zhenliang was stunned. She really didn't expect that the news that she was about to enter the palace would spread. Who leaked the news? Is it the Emperor Nangong Lie, whom she has never seen before and disdains to see, or Aunt Zhen and the others?
"Has the news of my escape spread throughout the capital?" Zhenliang asked with a dark face.
"should not."
Not noticing the abnormality in the man's words, Zhenliang let out a sigh of relief. She didn't know why she cared so much about her escape being spread. Maybe, if one more person knew about it, she would be in more danger of being caught.
, after all, her face is so recognizable.
After a moment of silence with lowered eyes, Zhenliang said softly, as if to ease the dull atmosphere, "San, you finally indirectly admit that I am not a Ji girl."
In fact, she knew it well. That day in the cabin, this well-informed man knew her identity because of her special appearance. It was probably because of her identity that he temporarily gave up on taking her.
She wanted to be the antidote. Otherwise, if he didn't want her because he disliked her ugliness, he wouldn't have asked her to help her or even continue to kiss her after seeing her ugliness clearly.
"I live all over the world and have seen more men than there are stars in the sky. However, the Emperor is the most handsome and handsome man I have ever seen. Why would you give up on such a rare hero?"
Zhenliang had just vomited all the meat he had eaten, and now his stomach was empty and he started to feel hungry again. Seeing a plate of pastries on the table in the room, Zhenliang walked over and sat down, grabbed a piece and took a big bite.
, shouting, "It's delicious!"
The third master sat down next to her, picked up two glasses, poured two glasses of water, placed one in front of her, and one in front of himself. He said nothing, as if he was patiently waiting for Zhenliang's answer.
It wasn't until Zhenliang swallowed a whole piece of pastry into his throat that he said, "For example, you fall in love with two Zi Wus. One Zi Wu is a wind-dust girl, and the other Zi Wu is a lady.
, fate forces you to choose one of the two, who do you choose?"
Third Master frowned and answered without question, "I will not fall in love with Zi Wu."
Zhenliang couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Please, I was just making an analogy."
The third master said displeasedly, "Don't compare me to other women."
Zhenliang continued to roll his eyes, "If you don't compare you to other women, who would you compare it to? To a ghost?"
"you."
Regarding the man's angry answer, Zhenliang didn't feel flattered at all. While eating the pastries, he casually said, "Okay, for example, you fell in love with two me, one of whom is a Fengchen woman.
, I am a lady of the world, and fate requires you to choose one of the two, who do you choose?"
