The Hickey of the Demon Lord: The Substitute Princess

Chapter 189

Looking in the direction of the candlelight, he was lazily sitting in a chair carved from rosewood wood. He was not wearing a golden dragon robe, but a wide silver silk robe, with a strand of black hair in front of his eyes, making him People can't see whether he is thinking hard at the moment, or just falling into a nap.

The candlelight fell on his black hair and the lines of his face, slightly warming the majesty of his body, as if it also made him look like those ordinary rich children living in the world.

Very casual, very undisciplined, like a floating cloud in the sky, it does not make people feel heavy and depressed, and the heart seems to become lighter.

It is a kind of side that is not pretentious, very accidental and special. Su Min can't see his past, his present, and his future in him.

He is just a man now.

The curvature of the corners of her mouth gradually widened, and she couldn't help imagining that if Nangong Zheng was in a scholarly family, she might also be good at reciting poems and composing, dancing and writing, and living like a literati, she suddenly felt a little difficult.

Could it be that he was also like the children of the aristocratic families who studied in Luocheng Study, wearing a white toga, wearing a feather crown, holding a few history books in his hand, with gentle eyes?
She seemed to be thinking too far.

Those pale and monotonous colors and fabrics didn't seem suitable for this noble man who was born to love gorgeous and beautiful clothes. Although he didn't think he was noble, his royal blood and his innate temperament couldn't hide everything.

what's wrong with her?
It seems that he is really fascinated by him.

Is the degree of liking deepened?

She gently placed the three boxes of pastries in her hand on the table, opened one box, and walked to Nangong Zheng with a smile on her face.Hiding the iron box behind her back, she stretched out her left hand and gently placed it on Nangong Zheng's shoulder.

"I heard from Ling Feng that you haven't had dinner yet."

"It's not too late to use it after reading it." He seemed to wake up from his meditation, his right hand covered her left hand, his face was tired.

Su Min was silent for a moment, then pulled his left hand from under his palm, and smiled. "I brought delicious food from outside the palace, and I want to give you a taste."

"Let's take a look." He smiled, raised his eyebrows, and turned in her direction.

Su Min presented the iron box in front of his eyes, holding the bottom of the box in his palm, when he said these words, he was filled with anticipation for some reason.

If he could close his eyes as satisfied as himself, and smile after thinking about it, it might be the reward she wanted most. "This is the sweet cake from the century-old honey shop, the most famous bakery in Beijing. The taste is different from other stores. You should try it."

A brief silence.

Nangong Zheng's dark eyes suddenly became deep and unpredictable, and he glanced at the iron box in her hand, and there were five soft, white, sweet-looking pastries lying in the exquisite box, the eyes seemed to be glued on it, His tone took a turn for the worse, becoming indifferent and distant. "it's the same."

"I promise it's a different taste. It's not too sweet and it melts in your mouth. You can try a piece. If you don't like it, don't force it." Su Min couldn't describe the feeling, as if it was a carefully prepared gift, It was like being ruthlessly rejected, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but she still maintained a soft smile on her face and didn't take back her hand immediately.

"You guarantee the taste is different? It's hard to imagine." His gaze brushed Su Min's face.

this tone...

Why does it make her feel familiar and scary at the same time?

Also, hurt feelings.

He means, she is a poor person who can't taste, and she is completely unconvincing and credible when she says these words?

She suppressed these turbulent dark emotions, and her strong rationality allowed her to maintain her emotional balance, not to magnify his unintentional mistakes, and did not restrain the smile at the corners of her eyes and mouth, and took the initiative to pick up a piece of pastry and sent it to Nangong Zheng lips, smiled.

"Many men go to the honey shop to queue up to buy. It can be seen that the taste of her house is very good. If you don't believe me, you should believe that it lives up to its reputation."

"Did I tell you not to touch these disgusting things?" Just when the pastry was about to touch his thin lips, he suddenly reached out and pushed her hand away. She didn't expect his reaction and staggered , the iron box in his hand fell to the ground, and the piece of pastry on his fingertips rolled to his feet, his whole body became gray, and he looked really embarrassed.

It's not just the rejected piece of pastry that's in a mess, but also her.

What fell on the ground was no longer a piece of pastry, it seemed to be her heart, which gradually became dusty.

She lowered her head, as if her whole mind was completely attracted by the pastry at her feet, and her enthusiasm was completely turned into flying smoke at some point.

"If you know I hate it, you shouldn't send it to me. Remember, no matter which pastry it is in the world, it is the same in my eyes."

Nan Gongzheng withdrew his gaze, and stopped looking at her. The inexplicable and complicated emotions in his heart, with a bit of unbearable, made him urgently need a period of time to calm down.

Then, he didn't hear what Su Min said in response, and when he turned his head to look again, he saw that she had already bent down and patted the pastry lightly. delivery.

"What the hell are you doing!" He was furious, and rushed in front of her, but saw that she had already taken a bite, looked at him with a smile, and chewed slowly.

Her eyes sank, as if her smile hadn't faded, she held half a pastry tightly, preventing him from holding her wrist.After a while, she smiled at Nan Gongzheng, very calmly, and said something peacefully. "The Su family's family motto is not to waste. To waste the food created with hard work will be punished by God."

"you!"

He grabbed her hand and stared at her black eyes with irritable and sullen eyes, as if he wanted to drive her to a corner. "Spit it out for me."

"I understand." She swallowed the pastry and took two steps back, unable to understand why the pastry was no longer sweet. She turned towards Nan Gongzheng, bowed deeply, and her smile did not diminish. Then turned and left. "Don't bother you, I'll go first."

She doesn't feel dirty.

She didn't think it was funny either.

She doesn't even feel ashamed.

The emperor's study, even if every room is cleaned by a special person, how dirty can the ground be?

Her action looked terrifying, but it was also a decision she made at a moment when she couldn't even think calmly.

Yes, it was more like a decision, as if to show him something.

But it was just a bite of pastry, but it seemed that he couldn't eat it smoothly, but it seemed to be stuck in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out.

sad.

It wasn't that the pastry was dirty, or that she had done something she shouldn't have done, but that a faint melancholy was blocking her eyes, making it almost impossible for her to see the road ahead.

It seemed like a broken dream.

She almost ran away in a panic, hurriedly left the door, ignoring Ling Feng's strange gaze at the door, and walked into the empty courtyard, every step was accompanied by a dull pain.

The heart is tightened, making every breath feel painful.

Clapping her hands, she took a deep breath, trying to make herself look as calm and casual as usual, and forget about the embarrassment and loss.

She couldn't continue to let these strange emotions affect her, she convinced herself so, but the moment she lowered her eyes, her eyes were wet with tears.

Suddenly, she stopped, because she didn't hear someone following her not far behind until she tried to forget the scene just now.

It must have been a while.

She turned her head suddenly and looked at him lightly, but she didn't expect it to be Ling Feng.

"What the Lord said is true." Ling Feng said behind her.

He still didn't show any expression, but compared to the insensitivity of the past, he could see a little glimmer of light in his eyes.

Seeing Su Min turn around, Ling Feng had a wry smile on his face. "The master is not scaring you. What he said is true. When the empress died, the master was present and witnessed everything."

"What do you mean?"

Su Min frowned. Hearing Ling Feng's words, although she couldn't immediately understand the cause and effect, she was still beaten hard in the heart. The pain made her unable to hold back the clothes on her chest.

"If I had seen clearly what Madam was holding in my hand earlier, I should have said more." Ling Feng lowered his eyes, and his tone was not without self-blame.

He is a subordinate who stands by Nangong Zheng's side in order to protect the safety of his master, but he is also a companion who sees the present from his past.His character is taciturn, but today's scene made him suddenly decide to take a risk and talk more.

Although, once the master finds out, his consequences may not be considerable, but he is used to seeing Nangong Zheng alone, lonely and proud Nangong Zheng, this time, he wants to help the master.

"Master was only ten years old at the time, you can't imagine what he was thinking as he stood there. The empress died in his hands, and the prince was holding her. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival that day, and he brought a plate of pastries to visit the empress. ,result."

Perhaps, what Ling Feng said was not complete or smooth enough, scattered and confusing.Why did Concubine Liu die, why did she die at the hands of that child, why...

What detail did she ignore!
But at this moment, Su Min felt a chill hit her body, making her limbs tremble.Is it because I saw my mother and my favorite relatives dying beside me, and I couldn’t even fulfill my little wish of eating pastries together during the festival, so I hate the sweet pastries that seem to be so cute?Was it because he looked at her with that indifferent look, pushed her hand away, and said it was disgusting?
Her stomach twitched for a while, and the soreness surged forward. She felt cold all over, and suddenly covered her mouth and nose, for fear that she would spit it out uncomfortably.

"For a while, master couldn't eat at all, he vomited worse than you." Ling Feng looked at her lightly and said in a low voice.

"Don't say any more!"

Su Min stopped him, and Ling Feng was really obedient and stopped talking, standing silently two steps away from her.

(End of this chapter)