Soon, Nangong Lie ate half of the apple in his hand, leaving only the complete and beautiful core. He was so cold and dumbfounded that he felt it was incredible and unreasonable.
Picking up the handkerchief placed on the small table and wiping his hands gracefully, Nangong Lie lowered his eyes and once again fell into a state of sleepiness or contemplation.
Zhenliang was suddenly a little glad that she was not the only woman Nangong Lie had. Fortunately, within that palace wall, there were many other women, including the queen, who wanted to tangle with him. They were looking forward to being favored and favored by him day and night.
Therefore, to a certain extent, the other women in the palace must have shared Nangong Lie's attention. If each of them shared a little bit, they would be able to gather together and occupy most of his attention. But she, Yuchi Zhenliang,
Gradually he will be forgotten or even ignored.
Otherwise, if she was the only woman in such a huge palace, and she was faced with such a cold, stuffy, evil, arrogant, and unpredictable man all day long, wouldn't she collapse?
Amitabha, thank you Bodhisattva for blessing me.
The carriage drove at a steady speed for a while, then suddenly accelerated, causing the calm carriage to fall into some violent jolts.
Nangong Lie raised his eyes, slightly lifted the curtains of the car, and asked the guard outside in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
The guard outside drove the carriage at a high speed and lowered his voice as he replied, "Your Majesty, someone is following you."
Nangong Lie's eyes flashed, and he immediately ordered, "Change the route."
The guard outside hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, if you change the route rashly, we will easily fall into an isolated and helpless situation. Your Majesty and Concubine Liang will be in danger."
Nangong Lie made a decision again, his words were sonorous and powerful, like pearls, "I have my own sense of discretion and changed my course!"
This momentum, this decisiveness, Zhenliang felt that no matter whether his decision was right or not, the moment he issued the order, it made people admire him. After being shocked, he had to firmly believe that no one in Daxin Country could do it better than him.
Qualified for the position of the Nine-Five Master.
"As ordered." The guard outside agreed, and then he concentrated on driving the carriage.
The carriage was bumping more and more violently. Zhenliang was leaning forward, backward, left, and right in the carriage. It was so embarrassing!
Zhenliang was panting and stroking her chest. After wandering in the carriage for a long time, she suddenly realized that although she was in the same carriage, Nangong Lie's situation was completely different from hers.
It was as if the side he was sitting on was always in a stable position. No matter how bumpy the carriage was, he could sit as flat as walking on the ground. Even if his body was tilted, his posture still looked elegant and steady, without any sign of embarrassment.
By accident, Zhenliang leaned towards Nangong Lie's arms. In order not to touch him, Zhenliang used all his strength to change direction and pounced on the position next to him.
Holding the position beside him with her hands and gasping for air, Zhenliang stood up with difficulty and sat next to him. She really didn't believe it, so she wanted to feel for herself whether his place was really safe.
More secure?
Unexpectedly, before her butt could sit firmly, the car experienced another violent jolt, and her whole body fell towards the opposite side again.
Zhenliang instantly understood the truth. It wasn't that Nangong Lie's position was unique, but that she didn't have any time and therefore lacked concentration. No matter where she sat, she was a tragic example of suffering.
At the moment when Zhenliang thought that her forehead was about to hit the opposite carriage and knock out a big bag, a strong arm stretched out from behind her, grabbed her slender waist forcefully, and tied her with her belt
Rendi pulled back to the position beside him.
Although when Zhenliang sat down, her butt was a little painful due to the excessive force, but compared to having a big bump on her forehead, she felt that she was already very lucky.
No matter how bad she felt towards Nangong Lie before, now she was full of sincere gratitude to him. After all, it was his arm that prevented her from breaking her forehead.
So, she sincerely thanked him, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
As Zhenliang expected, Nangong Lie seemed not to have heard Zhenliang's sincere thanks and ignored him.
Then, Zhenliang thought that Nangong Lie's arms would naturally leave her waist. After all, she would not hit her forehead every time the carriage swayed. But after waiting for a long time, Nangong Lie's arms were still holding her tightly.
It was tight around her waist, and although she began to feel awkward, she had to admit that the role of his arms prevented her from falling back and forth in the carriage and swaying like a clown.
Zhenliang firmly believed that the reason why Nangong Lie stretched out his arm towards her just now, no matter what his reason was, was a kind act that a kind person would do on his own initiative. Therefore, she did not take it for granted that he would be disgusted by his touch.
and rejection.
It was as if she was standing on a steep slope and had to go downhill to go home, but she faced a huge risk of falling and getting injured. At this time, there happened to be a strange but brave man beside her who generously extended his hand to her.
Hand, she would naturally give her hand to him without hesitation, so as to obtain his help to escape and return home safely.
However, she could not maintain this state of mind for long. When Nangong Lie's arm stayed on her waist for a long time, she felt uncomfortable all over and could not sit still.
Zhenliang didn't know if it was because she cared too much. She just felt that the long arms across her waist were getting heavier, hotter, and tighter. If he continued to hold her waist,
, I'm afraid she might fall into a suffocation situation.
The carriage was still bogged down one after another. Zhenliang secretly tried several times to get rid of Nangong Lie's long arms naturally. However, whenever the carriage was bumping the most, he held her in his arms instead.
It got tighter and tighter, and a few times she almost crashed into his arms.
Zhenliang was sure that Nangong Lie would never take advantage of an ugly girl like her, especially after he ate an apple with her saliva on it. She felt more and more like she had taken advantage of him and let him eat it.
A big loss.
Therefore, when the carriage was bumping and bumping, how could she have the nerve to pretend to be reserved and ask him to take her arm away? Is it pretentious or not?
On the one hand, Zhenliang had no reason to ask Nangong Lie to let go of his arm. On the other hand, Zhenliang really couldn't bear to have her waist held by him anymore. At the moment of conflict, she suddenly had an idea.
She suddenly thought of her own face, the modified face behind the bright red kerchief. The modified face was not as simple as two brown spots, but was painted with bright red rouge into a clown-like color.
Zhenliang decided that if her face was exposed at this time, Nangong Lie would suddenly be severely frightened, and the arm on her waist would reflexively relax. As for her, she just had to take advantage of the situation.
When his arms relax, just quietly pull your body out of his long arms.
In order to make it look like the kerchief on her face fell off intentionally, Zhenliang deliberately turned her face to the inside when the carriage bumped violently again, avoiding Nangong Lie's sight. At the same time, her hands were at the base of her ears.
With a quick tug, the big red scarf on her face was immediately pulled off by her.
As if to cooperate with her plan, the carriage actually became stable after this violent bump.
When she felt that the carriage had returned to stability, Zhenliang did not immediately turn her face towards Nangong Lie. She was waiting, waiting for him to take the initiative to release her waist when the carriage was no longer bumpy. If he let go, she would
She quickly picked up the kerchief and covered her face again. With a grateful attitude, she stopped scaring him for the time being.
However, no matter how smoothly the carriage drove, Nangong Lie's arm still lay across Zhenliang's waist, and his eyes were level, without even looking at her.
The corner of Zhenliang's mouth twitched fiercely, knowing that she could only show her face for him to admire. Who told him not to let go at this point?
Turning his face, Zhenliang did not look at Nangong Lie, but deliberately coughed, "Cough cough cough..."
At first, Nangong Lie seemed not to hear Zhenliang's cough and remained motionless. When Zhenliang coughed hysterically, as if he was about to cough out his lungs, Nangong Lie finally got a sideways look.
As soon as she felt Nangong Lie's appraising eyes, Zhenliang immediately stopped coughing and slowly turned towards him with an embarrassed face.
Even if Zhenliang couldn't see her face at the moment, she could still imagine how frightened Nangong Lie would be with her big red face.
As a result, Zhenliang not only saw the corners of Nangong Lie's mouth twitching violently, but she also clearly felt that the strength of Nangong Lie's arm on her waist relaxed instantly.