Mei Gongqing

It is another full moon night.

In the attic, behind the screen window, the candle is a little bit, and the figures are dependent.

Chen Rong stood under the banyan tree, staring at the two people who were closely cuddling together. Her lips were already unknowingly dead.

In the brightly lit, the laughter continued to come. The laughter is so cheerful, so sloppy, as if the world is never painful, it seems that the spring flowers are always brilliant.

A soft voice suddenly came from behind her. "Is it? Lang Jun is not taking you away? How are you still here? Yes, yes, in your bitter cry, Lang Jun Promise to stay with you for a few nights."

In the vicious language, a burst of fragrant fragrance came, and a petite figure stood on the side of Chen Rong. She looked down at Chen Rong's gaze, and her mouth twitched as she peered into the attic.

However, all the hatred in that eyes turned into pleasure when I saw Chen Rong, who was a singer. The soft smirk sounded again. "Hey, isn't that your sister? You squeezed her out of every possible way, forcing Lang Jun to marry you, you never thought, not yours will not belong to you, you The family sister came back one day, or took the things that belonged to her?"

The petite beauty lingered, and she smiled and said: "There are counts of calculations, but it has fallen into a deserted scene. Chen Arong, if I am you, I will burn myself!"

Petite beauty words are one sentence after another, aggressive, extremely vicious. No matter how ridiculous she ridicules, the old rival who has been hostile to her for many years has never heard. At this moment, Chen Rong, who has been pungent and sinister, seems to have become another person. She was just obsessed with the shadows of the screens, and she was motionless.

The petite beauty saw her not snoring, and Gege smiled and said: "Yes, I heard that Lang Jun has told you that you have not been close to you since you passed the door. Hey, Chen’s Arong has a reputation for being both talented and talented, but Until he was abandoned, Lang Jun dismissed you!"

This sentence, like a sword, **** into the heart of Chen Rong!

With a cry, Chen Rong, who has been stupid, suddenly turned around.

Her squinting eyes were filled with frightening gloom, and the petite beauty couldn't help but withdraw a few steps from the moment she looked at her eyes!

Chen Rong took a step toward the petite beauty.

The petite beauty was shocked. As she stepped back, she hurriedly shouted, "You, what are you going to do?"

Chen Rong faced a panicked beauty, cold smile, unconsciously, she had forced this beauty to lean on a trunk.

Just when the petite beauty was scared and screamed, I saw a cold flash. ""叮-", a short sword passed through her hair, and was heavily inserted into the trunk, straight into the three points!

"what--"

The petite beauty screamed in shock.

"To shut up!"

Chen Rong sinks and drinks, this drink is extremely cold and full of anger. The petite beauty stunned and closed her lips.

Chen Rong stared at her. Under the moonlight, her eyes were black and bright, and she was as deep as a wolf!

She stared at her and said coldly: "I originally wanted this sword to kill you. But think about it, you Lu Meiren is very good at falsification, and he is very important. He is still able to keep you. Add a snack to my sister."

Chen Rong said here, slamming the short sword back. The sword just came into the sleeve, and a sudden rush of footsteps came. Several guards asked aloud: "Who is here?" "Can there be an assassin?"

"Nothing." The two women returned at the same time.

The guards also saw the two women at this time. They glanced at each other and stepped back: Chen and Lumei had never been together. When they were together, they would be very busy. They were used to it.

When the guards retired, Chen Rong long sleeved and turned and left.

Lu Meiren looked at the back of her away, and for some reason, suddenly felt the chill. She hit a sly, this moment, was actually thinking: a person like Chen is so proud, actually like the ruthless man like Lang Lang, is also pitiful.

Thinking of this, Lu Meiren sighed and sighed, and she went to her courtyard with no intention.

Lu Mei’s talents stepped into the courtyard and suddenly heard the East Chamber’s buzz. She jerked back, but saw the smoke rising in the east, and the fire was faint.

"Going water, walking water-"

In the bursts of rushing and running, Lu Meiren’s heart jerked. She even refused to put on her outer skirt, and hurriedly ran to the east wing room. That was the courtyard where Chen Rong was, and the woman’s strong and hot Personality, maybe I really listened to her words, and set fire to self-immolation.

When Lu Meiren rushed to see the direction of the main hall, her Lang Jun and Lang Junxin’s wife also ran to the east wing.

The three men also came to the East Chamber.

Just entering the courtyard door, suddenly, a burst of crazy laughter came, the laughter was exhausted, with boundless pain and hate, and regret.

Lu Meiren rushed a few steps, and suddenly looked up, his face was white as snow!

In the sound of "劈劈啪啪", the attic in the east has collapsed, and only the wall on the west side is still there, but it is also swaying, and the thick smoke fills the entire courtyard. In the tumbling of the flame, the woman who was wearing a robe, wearing a long hair and laughing, isn’t Chen Rong?

She, she really burned herself!

Lu Mei's face was defeated, and she stepped back and stepped out! At this moment, an indescribable pity and sadness swept her!

Suddenly, she heard the command from Lang Jun, "Save people, save people -"

After a few words of urgency, she heard Lang Jun ask to the left and right: "How did it get fire?"

"It’s Mrs. No, it’s Chen’s drink and let me know.”

Lang Jun was obviously shocked. He hurriedly turned to look at Chen Rong in the sea of ​​fire. The voice of indifference sounded in the night sky. "Chen Rong, why are you suffering?"

Straight into the air, the red flames shine, Lang Jun's handsome and majestic face, with a touch of unpredictable horror.

Chen Rong in the fire did not answer, she just stared at Lang Jun, laughing wildly. She looked up and spread her arms, laughing and hoarse. It seemed like a long song and it seemed to cry. As a flame slammed into her body, her painful laughter was louder and more insane.

Upon seeing it, Lang Jun frowned. He waved his hand and said coldly: "Since she wants to die, she will complete her." When he said this, he long sleeved and turned away without hesitation. The woman who was gradually swallowed by the flames was left behind.

Lu Meiren looked at the back of Lang Jun's unrequited love. At this moment, a chill of the bones invaded her. She hurriedly turned to look at Chen Rong, and she saw her more hard to laugh. But with a smile and a smile, Lu Meiren clearly saw that the tears of the two lines slipped from Chen Rong’s face like pearls, dripping into the fire and turning into ashes! She saw more clearly that the bursting laughter of Chen Rong’s crazy laughter gradually turned into a sneer, ridiculously painful laughter, Lu Meiren heard Chen Rong screamed again and again: "Why Why bother! Why..."

The laughter is getting smaller and smaller, and gradually turns into nothingness.

"what--"

The screams tore up the night sky, and were collapsed. Chen Rongteng sat up straight, rubbed his hands and gasped, and gasped.

After a while, she walked out of bed and looked at the bronze mirror on several cases with a butter lamp.

The little girl in the bronze mirror is exquisite and beautiful. At this moment, the face is cold and sweaty, and there are still panic and madness in the big eyes.

She slowly lifted her sleeves and wiped the sweat from her face.

There was a sudden and messy footstep in the compartment. A gentle and concerned voice came from behind the door. "Arong, have a nightmare?"

Chen Rong turned her back and she took a breath and replied: "There is nothing."

After the door sill, a woman’s head came out. She squinted at Chen Rong’s back and whispered, “I have a family in the south, and Arong is relieved.”

"I know, let go."

Listening to the footsteps slowly retreating, Chen Rong stretched his sleeves again to wipe the sweat, turned and walked to a few cases, sitting down against the bronze mirror.

In the bronze mirror, the beautiful young girl is looking back at her with a pair of black bottomless eyes.

Chen Rong’s mouth slowly rose to reveal a fine white tooth. She said softly: “In the past, it will not appear again in the future, is it?”

The person in the mirror gave her a bright smile.

Looking at this kind of smile, Chen Rong looked very satisfied. She stood up and picked up the horn comb from a few, slowly combing the messy long hair.

In the bronze mirror, one of them belongs to the age of fourteen and five, and has not yet opened, and the bright face is revealed in the green.

She, back to the past.

All the madness, all the infatuation, all the obsessions, all the hate and pain, after waking up, became a memory!

She clearly remembers everything she experienced later, but her body is still fifteen years old!

She is still her, everything has not changed. Only time has changed, and Heaven has given her a joke to let her come when nothing has happened.

This year, she and all the Pingcheng people, because of the upcoming war, rushed to the south, returned to their own family, and then encountered the magic obstacle of the hit!

However, it is not a magic barrier now. Chen Rong smiled at the bronze mirror. She reached out and stroked her face. She said lowly: "You used to be obsessed and do stupid things. Since Heaven has made you come back, then the new game will be surrounded by you. Chen Rong, are you saying yes?"

The person in the mirror once again gave her a very bright and brilliant smile!