Rebirth not to be an emperor's wife

"You come here almost every day, do you still need eyeliner?" Wen Zisheng glared at him and said angrily.

Nangong Ye discussed the matter: "There will always be times when I'm not around."

The moment he heard what he said, Wen Zisheng didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed, and under Nangongye's slightly suspicious gaze, he said: "Who would have thought that Lord Yao, who is said to be so magical in everyone's mouth, is actually It's a follower."

This is what Wen Zisheng loves to use to make fun of him. Nangong Ye didn't know how many times he heard this kind of words, and his face turned completely pale. Looking at Wen Zisheng who was smiling with crooked eyes, he said expressionlessly: " If I'm a follower, what are you?"

Wen Zisheng was stunned, and instantly understood the meaning of his words. Was he implying that he was the 'fart' who was followed?

He raised his head and glared at him, "I haven't seen you for a month, why did you become so talkative!" How could he say such things before?They just let him make fun of him blankly, time is really powerful, it's only been three years, and that Nangong Ye who was as innocent as a piece of white paper has disappeared.

A faint smile flashed across his black eyes, Nangong Ye raised his hand and gently rubbed his cheek, "You were the one who raised your head first."

The heat spread from his cheek that seemed to have been touched by him, Wen Zisheng stared at him, and said: "Speak as you speak, don't touch your hands."

I don't know when this habit was formed, as long as the two of them are alone together, Nangong Ye always likes to touch him from time to time, and it can't be changed by teaching like this.

The flash of embarrassment on his face did not escape Nangong Ye's eyes, and a thick smile flew past his eyes, but in the next moment, he returned to his unchanging calm.

If you want the other party to accept you completely, then start with some small things in daily life, let him get used to himself bit by bit, and invade the other party in a moist and silent way, the final effect will definitely be unexpected good.

Three years is enough for the other party to get used to his existence completely, and let the other party go from habit to anticipation. This can be seen from Wen Zisheng's unconscious joy when he saw him just now.

However, the time is not yet ripe.

Slowly suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he said lightly: "The third prince will arrive in the imperial capital in three days."

"En." Wen Zisheng nodded, "Yesterday, I received a letter from the Third Prince."

As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of vigilance flashed across Nangong Ye's eyes, and his brows frowned slightly. He knew that Fei Junchen had been in correspondence with Wen Zisheng in the past few years, although Wen Zisheng never shy away from him. , and even showed him the letter written by Fei Junchen.

However, the feeling that others are coveting their own people is very bad!

"How's the condition of the third imperial concubine?" Nangongye seemed to mention this point casually, paying attention to Wen Zisheng's reaction without any trace. This made Nangong Ye feel a little better.

Wen Zisheng said: "This is not mentioned in the letter, but it should be almost as good." According to the original journey, Fei Junchen should have arrived in the Imperial Capital two days ago, but because of the body of the third imperial concubine, he couldn't help the long journey. It was delayed for several days.

——Of course it is impossible to mention the Three Imperial Consorts in the letter.

Nangongye glanced at him, and suddenly felt that it is actually a good thing to be slow sometimes.

The two chatted while walking, Nangong Ye asked: "Which families are the young ladies that Mrs. Wen showed you today?"

Mentioning this, Wen Zisheng felt dizzy, "My mother almost sent me portraits of all the women who have not left the court in the imperial capital, plus today's pile, the portraits in my room can be piled up into a pile. It's a hill."

Nangong Ye said: "There are so many, don't you like any of them?"

Wen Zisheng said bluntly: "I don't want to get married so soon." Having said that, the two of them stopped at the door of Wen Zisheng's room. Wen Zisheng pushed open the door, and the first thing he saw was the small pile on the table Picture scroll couldn't help but sighed again.

Nangong Ye also saw the small pile of scrolls, picked up one of the paintings, and unfolded them. The woman in the painting was wearing a goose-yellow gauze dress, with a very pretty face, and the smile at the corner of her mouth made her look like Very gentle, this is a very gentle woman.

Wen Zisheng saw that he was engrossed in watching him, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, and said, "You like it?"

The woman in the painting is beautiful, but for Wen Zisheng who can often see the real appearance of Nangong Ye, it is really not worth seeing. After seeing Nangong Ye's appearance, those beauties in everyone's eyes have changed in his eyes. He has become a vulgar fan, so it's no wonder that he doesn't feel at all about the women Mrs. Wen chose for him.

Nangong Ye slightly raised his eyebrows, "It's pretty."

Without even thinking about it, Wen Zisheng interjected, "Are you as beautiful as you are?" After finishing speaking, he felt embarrassed at first. It doesn't seem like a happy thing for a man to be praised for his beauty.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Ye didn't seem to mind at all, but instead asked, "Do you like it?"

Wen Zisheng: "..."

"You seem to be getting thicker and thicker." He said, after thinking for a while, he asked again: "The third prince is already married at your age, why do you seem to be in no hurry?"

Nangong Ye paused, glanced at him meaningfully, and asked in a low voice, "Are you curious?"

Wen Zisheng was overjoyed, thinking that he could finally get his words out, he was excited, but he still pretended to be calm, nodded, and said, "I'm quite curious."

"Oh." After waiting for a long time, Nangong Ye said nothing.

Wen Zisheng, who was still in high spirits just now, was instantly disappointed.

He suddenly missed that Nangong Ye who was as innocent as a piece of white paper!How cute Nangong Ye was at that time!

But now, Nangong Ye is no longer like the 15-year-old Nangong Ye, who talks about everything to him.

Although in the past three years, Nangong Ye seemed to express his intimacy with him all the time, such as touching his face suddenly, or stroking his hair, but other than that, there was nothing there is none left.

He absolutely does not admit that he is lost.

The time the two of them took a bath three years ago made him sure of his thoughts on Nangong Ye. He swore that he would never have anything to do with the royal family again in this life, so when he thought that Nangong Ye was with him When they were in the same mind, the first thing he thought about was how to refuse, how to get the two of them back to being good friends.

But just as he was trying to think of a way to distance the two of them, Nangong Ye took the initiative to distance the two of them. This distance does not mean reducing the time they spend together, on the contrary, since then , because after Nangong Ye's mansion was moved to a place two streets away from Xiangfu, the time they spent together continued unabated.

There is a lot of time spent together, but Nangong Ye no longer shows complete dependence on him like before. There are acts of intimacy, but other than that, there is nothing else, and he often gives himself a kind of He has a feeling that something is hiding from him.

Wen Zisheng would never admit that he was disappointed. This situation was obviously what he wanted, but when it really happened, he didn't seem to be happy at all.

Probably a kind of self-indulgent shame?

Thinking like this, he cared even more about Nangong Ye's little intimate gestures towards him sometimes, and could no longer accept it as calmly as before.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this." Wen Zisheng found that every time he thought of this, his mood always became a little depressed, but he didn't realize that Nangong Ye had become very touching without knowing it. He's emotional.

And Wen Zisheng, who was immersed in his own thoughts, naturally didn't notice the gaze that Nangong Ye had been lingering on him all the time, it was so gentle that he was almost drowning in it.

"Next month, I will escort Princess Pingchang's wedding party to Qi State, you go with me."

"Huh? Me?" Wen Zisheng raised his head in astonishment, then frowned slightly, and asked, "Is it appropriate for me to go?"

Nangong Ye said: "Don't worry, I have already mentioned it to the emperor, and the emperor has already agreed."

Hearing this, Wen Zisheng said strangely: "How could the Holy Majesty agree?" He didn't have any official position in him, so it seemed inappropriate for him to follow this kind of thing, no matter what?

Facing his suspicious gaze, Nangong Ye lied without any pressure: "Probably the emperor also wants you to go out and practice."

Wen Zisheng: "..." If you want to know, it's so good, why would the current emperor want him to practice?For a moment, he felt conspiratorially that there seemed to be some unknown conspiracy.

The current sage, who was far away in the palace, suddenly sneezed, and the servant beside him rushed forward and asked concerned: "Your Majesty, do you feel cold?"

"No problem." Today's sage waved his hand, suddenly remembered what King Yao told him today, then sighed lightly, and said in a low voice: "I am really curious about the person who can make King Yao value so much. .”

The servant stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty is right. King Yao really attaches great importance to this young master of the Xiangfu. I heard that King Yao will stay at the Xiangfu when he has nothing to do."

Today's majesty suddenly smiled, "It's really like his father, he's so straightforward." As he spoke, he didn't know what he thought of, and the smile on his face gradually became blurred, and in the end, it became Deep sentimentality.

Seeing this, the waiter slightly shook his head and returned to his original position.