Detecting fragrance and ugly concubine

(2: It doesn't hurt at all

Nangong Lie saw Zhenliang's caring actions, also saw Zhenliang's crystal clear tears, and even saw her fear and fear.

In an instant, the thought of teasing her was gone, and only the distress and self-blame for her remained.

After all, she is a timid little woman, how could she be frightened by such a cruel scene?

Should not!

Holding the corner of his mouth, Nangong Lie said to Zhen Liang with a gentle face, "Release, don't be scared to faint by the blood on your own hand later."

There was indeed more and more blood on her hands, and Zhenliang could hardly see the original color of her hands, but no matter how afraid she was, she did not dare to take them back rashly.

She was afraid that once she took it back, there would only be more and more blood flowing out, which was the last thing she wanted to see.

Not wanting to take it away, but also not wanting to let the blood on Nangong Lie continue to flow out, Zhenliang asked in a moment of confusion, "What should I do? What should I do?"

As a man, Nangong Lie didn't care about the blood that flowed out in vain, and said indifferently, "What should I do? Just let go."

"No," Zhenliang bit her lip, raised her voice fiercely, "I'm not loose! Not loose! Don't force me."

Nangong Lie stared at Zhenliang speechlessly, he just let her go so that she wouldn't have to fear anymore, how did he force her?Who is forcing whom?

"Aren't you going to relax when the imperial doctor comes?" Nangong Lie used his eyes to stop other people approaching, and teased Zhenliang.

"The imperial physician didn't come!" Zhenliang said more and more flustered, "When will the imperial physician come?"

A guard standing nearby boldly replied, "Come right now."

While continuing to shed tears, Zhenliang grumbled unhappily, "Why are you moving so slowly? Why aren't you here yet?"

Although the arm was very painful, although the blood was still flowing out, Nangong Lie was so happy that he felt that this little woman became cuter the more he looked at her.

She knew that even if the imperial doctor flew, it was impossible to fly there so quickly, but she could only vent her anger on the imperial doctor, so as to vent her worry and care for him.

If it wasn't in front of these guards and eunuchs, he really wanted to hug her tightly in his arms, and kiss her deeply again and again, until she no longer panicked and was no longer afraid.

Moreover, the feeling of kissing her can relieve pain, warm the heart, and warm the body.

In fact, Nangong Lie could easily push Zhenliang away, or push away her hand covering his wound, but he just remained motionless and enjoyed the feeling of being intimately connected with her.

While waiting for the imperial doctor, Nan Gonglie did not forget to continue teasing, "I think it hurts more if you cover it than if you don't cover it, why don't you try to loosen it?"

Zhenliang didn't dare to move his hand, imagining the horrible scene once he let go, immediately shook his head firmly and said, "No, we'd better wait until the imperial doctor comes."

Nangong Lie pretended to be vulnerable, and said softly, "But I feel more and more pain."

"Hold it!" Although the sound was fierce, Zhenliang's heart ached even more, "What are men afraid of in this pain, are you ashamed?"

The corners of Nangong Lie's mouth slightly curled up, "Okay, I don't hurt, not at all."

This is so cool and I don't like to hear it anymore, anyway, at this anxious moment, she doesn't like to hear what he says anyway.

"It's hypocritical." Zhenliang scolded.

After Nangong Lie was hit by an arrow, Zhenliang had long forgotten her identity and etiquette. Not only did she not call herself a concubine, but she dared to scold Nangong Lie whenever she wanted and be fierce when she wanted to.

Although the waiting guards and eunuchs were still some distance away from the two of them, and although Zhenliang and Nangonglie's conversation was not loud, the conversation between the two still fell into the ears of everyone.

In addition to being shocked, they were still shocked.

There are two things in shock: one is that the emperor's face is so gentle and his words are so relaxed and humorous, and the other is that concubine Liang dares to be so fierce to the emperor!

If it wasn't for the bright sky, everyone would suspect that they must be dreaming.

Facts are facts, no matter how much they doubt, they can't change the facts that have happened and are happening.

Very touching fact.

The emperor became no longer cold, boring and ruthless, and the emperor's women no longer cringed and trembled.

They are more like a happy couple among ordinary people. Because they care about each other, they can't help themselves.

In this way, in order to divert Zhenliang's attention, Nangong Lie kept teasing her with words, and Zhenliang continued to vent his fierceness, making everyone still stunned.

Finally, a group of imperial doctors arrived panting with toolboxes on their backs.

According to the imperial doctor's order, Zhenliang finally let go of her hand. The moment she let go, Zhenliang closed her eyes, not daring to see the scene of blood spurting out, even if she had seen it once.

In fact, the blood no longer spurted out exaggeratedly.

And because Zhenliang didn't see it with his own eyes, he seemed to see the scene of spraying in his imagination, and his mind was so dizzy that he almost couldn't stand up.

When she bravely opened her eyes, the imperial doctor had already treated Nangong Lie's wound and wrapped it with gauze.

Zhen Liang looked at her bloody right hand, at the blood stains on the hem of her skirt, and after hearing what the imperial doctor told the emperor that there was nothing serious, she walked up to Nangong Lie and said, "Your Majesty, my concubine is resigning." .”

After the crisis was resolved, her heart was at ease, her impulsiveness and panic disappeared, and she returned to the concubine Liang who seemed to follow the rules.

Nangong Lie raised his eyes and looked at Zhenliang deeply, suddenly he missed the little woman who was fierce to him just now, the more fierce he was to him, the more he liked her.

It's not that he doesn't like the calm woman at the moment, but that she puts a barrier between them.

"Wait." Nangong Lie left two words, and stopped looking at her, but continued to look at the arm that was being carefully baffled by the imperial physician.

Zhenliang thought that Nangong Lie asked her to wait just to let her wait for him to bandage the wound. She thought it might be a kind of politeness, after all, he saved her from being shot by the cold arrow.

I really can't imagine, if the cold arrow hits the vital part of her back, can she still stand firmly on the ground at this moment, with her limbs moving freely?

Out of gratitude to Nangong Lie, and out of gratitude and politeness, Zhenliang obediently stood where she was, waiting for the imperial doctor to finish treating the wound before leaving.

However, after the imperial physician finished the treatment, Nangong Lie had no intention of letting Zhenliang leave, but before moving, he said, "Accompany me back to the Nine Dragon Palace."

Zhenliang looked at the eunuchs, imperial physicians and guards around him, and was basically sure that he was speaking to her.

She didn't understand that his wound had been treated and the imperial doctor had declared that he was fine, so why did he still need her company?

I really didn't want to let myself flaunt my bloody messy appearance in the palace, and flaunt it all the way to a place that doesn't belong to her, so Zhenliang hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, this concubine wants to go back to Qiongyu Palace to wash up and change into a clean suit. clothes."

Nangong Lie squinted at her with cold eyes, and questioned disapprovingly, "Do you think that in my bedroom, there will be a lack of water, fire, people, clothes, or tools for bathing?"

Zhenliang twitched the corner of her mouth, "The emperor misunderstood, the concubine just felt that he could be more comfortable in his own place, and the emperor has been injured and needs to rest, and the concubine does not want to trouble the emperor and disturb the emperor."

"You are wrong. You will not bother me, nor will you bother me, but I want to trouble you and bother you."

"what?"

Nangong Lie used his eyes to force the rest of the people to follow far away, and then said in a deep voice, "I am now a wounded person, no different from a sick person, and it is the time when there is no one to take care of me. Don't you think that you are the most suitable person?" of?"

Zhenliang pursed her lips, and said in puzzlement, "The concubine is clumsy and inexperienced. The ability to take care of people is definitely not as good as other people. How can I say it is suitable?"

"Just because I was hurt because of you," although Nangong Lie didn't want to talk about this insignificant matter, but in order to let this woman willingly follow him back, he said against his will, "Just because you are now The blood that belongs to me is stained on my body, so I must go to my territory and return it."

The former reason was completely acceptable to Masaru, but after hearing the latter reason, she couldn't help laughing.

How could such a mature and stable person like Nangong Lie have such a childish side?

To put it nicely, it's humorous, but to put it bluntly, it's a little chicken belly making trouble for no reason.

Zhenliang stopped talking, walked to Nangong Lie's side, and silently agreed to accompany him back to the Nine Dragon Hall.

But Nangong Lie suddenly said, "I'm a little dizzy, come and help me."

Staring at Nangong Lie's face in doubt, Zhen Liang thought that he had bled so much, and Jun's face seemed a little pale at the moment, so she chose to believe it, and obediently supported his arm.

However, she did not forget to confess, "If the emperor thinks that he may faint, he must tell the concubine in advance, so that the concubine can ask someone to help. After all, the concubine's strength is limited, and I am afraid that I will fall to the emperor."

Nangong Lie looked at the position where Zhenliang was holding his arm, and always felt that the two of them were not close enough, so he frowned and said, "Since I have chosen you, I will not allow other people to join the ranks of supporting me."

There is something in these words, but Zhenliang's mind is elsewhere, don't miss the meaning.

The two walked with their arms like this for a while, and Nangong Lie suddenly said, "I feel that my vision is becoming more and more blurred."

Zhenliang didn't suspect fraud, so she hurriedly stopped and said, "My concubine calls for help."

Nangong Lie stared at her with blank eyes, "I'm deaf, I said I don't need others, I'd rather fall down."

Zhenliang sighed, "Why does the emperor have to make trouble with himself?"

Nangong Lie snorted coldly, "Let go of your hand."

Zhenliang's heart trembled, thinking that Nangong Lie was angry, and planned to send him back without her accompanying him to the Nine Dragon Hall.

Obviously she really wanted not to go to the Nine Dragon Palace, but when Nangong Lie changed her mind in such a tone, Zhenliang felt extremely uncomfortable, as if someone had cut her heart.

For a moment, the already watery eyes were foggy.