Everyone may have a neurotic side, and so does Zhenliang!
Within a sentence or two, her nervousness broke out. What she thought was a huge tragedy just now had completely reversed its direction and turned into a joyful thing worth looking forward to!
Just like tragedy and comedy, they are just magical in a person's thoughts.
That palace, which was like a shackles and a cage, suddenly felt like she could use it as a tourist attraction. Maybe in a year, maybe not even a year, she would be able to find a way to leave that tourist resort after having all the fun.
She could face the legendary young emperor who was unparalleled in appearance, magnanimity, and talent. She could face him with a different mentality, because besides being a breeding pig and stallion who needed to mate with countless women, he also had other abilities.
, she can appreciate him from the perspective of the "saint", judge him, deny him, or worship him.
As a mysophobic person, what she was most afraid of was his misfortune. However, because she was in a very good mood at the moment, she felt that it was not a terrible thing. Now, Nangong Lie, who had tried countless beauties, faced her.
He would definitely disdain to touch such an ugly girl. Secondly, if he was entrusted by his true aunt and had to sleep with her and do that kind of thing, it would not be a big deal. Then she would only have to comfort herself like this: Ouch,
It's just someone else's body. What does it have to do with me? Take it as you like!
There is still a long way to go from the inn where he originally stayed. The third master's pace is getting faster and faster. In some places, he even leaps off the ground with his feet. He tries his best to walk to a place with eaves, but he still can't avoid getting caught in the rain.
Rain again.
Even though her body was getting colder and colder, as if she could no longer feel her own body temperature, the ice in Zhenliang's heart was melting rapidly. When her nervousness reached its extreme, she couldn't help but laugh.
However, she didn't want to let the third master know her sudden happy mood, so she buried her entire face tightly into his broad and solid chest, and in order to hold back her laughter, she
His body began to shake violently, and the more he tried to control it, the greater the shaking became.
Zhenliang could only try her best not to let the third master see her face twisted with laughter. She could not stop her body from shaking more and more violently. When the third master felt the person in his arms shaking violently, his thick eyebrows immediately condensed.
I was so worried and worried.
At first, the third master thought that Zhenliang was shivering because her body was about to freeze, but when he lowered his eyes and saw her buried face, he thought that she was shivering because she was crying sadly in his arms.
It was a pity that her tears were all printed on the clothes on his chest but blended into the rain, leaving no trace.
The third master twitched the corners of his bitter mouth with difficulty. After all, he couldn't say a single word of comfort, and he kept a lot of hurtful words in his heart.
This silly woman just entered a palace and became a princess. Is it really that difficult and painful? He has already given her a one-year period. If it were another woman, let alone one year, it would be a blink of an eye.
Neither will be given.
Even though his heart was full of complaints and blame for Zhenliang, the third master kept accelerating his pace and tightened his hold on her. He wished he could pinch her into his flesh and hide her, so that she would not be exposed to the rain.
Even if you get wet, you can see him clearly in an instant and understand his complicated heart.
The long road finally came to an end, and the third master finally carried Zhenliang and kicked him into the original guest room.
The middle-aged woman who stayed in the guest room to take care of her immediately left upon seeing the opportunity. The room with the door closed was filled with hot water vapor.
The bathtub that had been used by Zhenliang and removed had been relocated at some point, and now it contained hot water of the perfect temperature.
Before Mr. San went out, he asked the innkeeper's wife to prepare a bathtub and hot water, and to keep the temperature sufficiently high at all times, so that when it gets really cold, you can sit in the bathtub and soak in it to avoid the cold.
There were only Sanye and Zhenliang in the guest room. It was quiet. Only the mist emitted by the hot water was moving. It was quiet in the movement, and slightly moving in the stillness. Looking from a distance, the two people in the white mist,
It's like a timeless love picture.
The third master gently threw Zhenliang on the ground and said coldly, "Go in and soak."
Zhenliang stumbled a few steps before barely managing to stand still, one hand resting naturally on the edge of the tub.
When her feet landed on the ground, because she had laughed enough, the expression on her face disappeared in time. Even though the veil had disappeared at some point, her face looked dull, as if she was still angry.
Glancing at the bathtub next to him that was constantly releasing mist, Zhenliang sneered, "I'll go in if you tell me to? I won't!"
Although she had cleared up many difficult and major issues, she still had a lot of complex resentments towards this man, which could not be forgotten if she wanted to. So at this moment, she had to tease him a lot,
Otherwise, once she enters the palace, she doesn't know how many years and months it will take to get back the losses she suffered from him.
The third master stared at her with cold eyes, as if he wanted to make her feel chilled by the glare, so that she would consciously get into the bathtub and soak in it. However, Zhenliang didn't feel scared. Instead, he rolled his eyes at him and curled up his mouth in a weird way.
He said, "The rainwater sticks to my body and I feel comfortable. I enjoy this ** feeling very much. If you don't like it, go in and soak yourself. Don't worry about me."
"You want me to throw you in with my own hands?" Third Master threatened coldly.
Zhenliang deliberately raised his head and smiled provocatively at Mr. San, "How dare you? You bastard named San, how many times have you touched me, where have you touched me, and how many advantages have you taken advantage of me, I will keep it in my heart one by one.
, wait until one day, my man will definitely come to you to settle the accounts! If you dare to touch me more, the calculation will start from ten times!"
"Your man?" Third Master raised his lips and asked, "Is he the emperor?"
"Of course not. My man is cleaner than him and more attractive than him. Originally, I thought you might become my man, but unfortunately I was wrong. No, it wasn't wrong, I was blind."
The third master's eyes darkened, but he spoke extremely arrogantly, "Unless it's the emperor, no matter who your man is, I won't take him seriously. If you dare to let him come, I will make you a widow."
"Unless there are no men in this world, or you are the only one left, I will never be a widow."
Zhenliang's words were so vicious that they revealed two things to the third master: first, she had completely given up on him; second, she could continue to marry countless other men except him and the emperor.
The Third Master never thought that he and Nangong Lie were from the same family, but today, he suddenly felt that they were the same family at all, because neither of them got the slightest bit of love from this woman.
