Mei Gongqing

On the face of Chen Rong’s indifferent expression, slowly, Wang Hong’s eyes glanced, and he smiled softly, gently stroking Chen Rong’s lips and stroking it. He approached her and said, “Arong I don't know about me... I don't like to be forced by people." He looked at her softly, his voice was very light, just like the spring breeze pointed at the apex. "Looking at Arong, I am more happy, how can this be? Is it good?"

He looked at her affectionately, and the index finger gently pressed on her lips and turned back to the collapse.

After a while, the sound of the piano sounded.

At this time, the golden light of the sunset was dyed on the eye of his eyebrows. The evening wind pointed to the fluttering white skirt. The large blood stain on the chest was shocking, but he couldn’t care about his movements or expressions. It is also as clear as the past.

Slowly, Chen Rong hangs her eyes, and she pulls her lips and walks toward her carriage.

Just stepping out, a priest from the palace came over. She turned to Chen Rongfu and said in a low voice: "Girl, please allow the blind to dress for you."

Chen Rong stopped and nodded.

The prostitute stepped forward, she put a white dress on Chen Rong, then untied her hair, combed it slightly, pulled it up again, and wiped the soil on her face with a towel.

However, for a quarter of an hour, Chen Rong, who had just rolled two rolls on the ground, was retouched and clean.

From the corner of his eye, Chen Rongzhen went to Wang Hong next to two nieces and bandaged the wound for him.

When Chen Rong made another step, the guards of the Wang family around her and Wang Hong began to disperse. Instantly, scattered around, I have been curiously looking at the eyes looking at it.

In these eyes, Chen Rong strode to his carriage. Ping Wei was staying by the carriage and saw Chen Rong approaching and rushing to meet. She looked at the white skirt of Chen Rong and looked at her again. She carefully asked: "Girl, just came to the general. ?"

Chen Rong did not ask her to climb the carriage. After a while, her command came from the carriage. "Hey, wash it for me."

"Yes."

Late at night.

If the moon is washed, the white clouds will come and go.

Early the next morning, a voice of a prostitute came out, "Can a girl be there?"

Ping Yi quickly responded: "Yes."

The niece smiled and said: "Lang Jun faked her for a long time."

"Yes." Hiratsuka quickly and cheerfully responded, urging Chen Rong: "Girl?"

Chen Rongqi drove the curtain, and she looked at the niece. "Please tell Lang Jun, Arong is not feeling well, and today will not pass."

When her words were finished, the prostitute had already covered her mouth and laughed. She said happily: "My family Lang expected that the girl would be unwell. He told the girl to tell the girl, the good doctor had prepared, and the girl would not move, he would Let the guards come to meet."

Guards come to meet? Is this not bullying? Chen Rong smiled and said: "Why should labor escort? Lang Jun, who is also a person, he insisted that Arong go, Arong did not dare."

She jumped out of the carriage, and in the wide eyes of the niece, she smiled and spread her arms, swaying her wide sleeves and said: "Look, when I heard your family Lang Jun invite, Arong, I have no discomfort at all. ."

The prostitute is still chanting Chen Rong.

However, at this time, Chen Rong had stepped on the wooden track and walked toward Wang Hong’s carriage. At this time, the morning breeze was very good. Chen Rong walked in front. The thin waist and the buttocks that were not covered with a grip gave her back a kind of charming and charming.

The prostitute looked at it and couldn't help but smile: "The girl looks different from other girls." At this point, it is obvious that she is behaving and smiling, but she has a kind of freedom.

Chen Rong did not pay attention.

After a while, she came to Wang Hong’s carriage.

Looking away, the handsome Tsinghua, a man like a silver moon, is sitting down and looking at a stack of books.

Chen Rong glanced at him and slowly climbed into the carriage.

When she just sat down, Wang Hong whispered softly: "Walk."

"Yes."

The wheels rolled and the smoke rose slightly, and the team started to leave.

Chen Rong once again looked at Wang Hong. Today, he wore a high-necked white dress. The collar was pleated with pale gold threads, embroidering the wings of the phoenix, which made him extremely elegant.

Look at his eyebrows slightly, his mouth is light, his smile is faint, like a person who has been hurt?

Looking at him, Chen Rong regained his gaze.

At this time, Wang Hong’s chuckle came from one side. “Arong is good, I don’t think I need a doctor.”

The laughter is gentle and gentle, but Chen Rong can hear it.

Chen Rong blinked and said slowly: "When Arong heard that Lang Jun was going to send a guard, where did he dare to be uneasy?"

Her words are ironic that he is coercing himself.

Wang Hong laughed out loud.

He slowly looked up.

He rubbed his head and smashed his hair in front of his eyes. With a smile, Wang Hong said gently: "Arong."

Chen Rong looked up at him.

Wang Hong’s faint Chen Rong said with a low smile: “The current Arong is very moving.”

Listening to his tone, watching him look like this, it seems that yesterday’s conflict, Chen Rong’s various performances yesterday, just to please him in the reform method, just to change the famous eyes to attract his attention?

Chen Rong licked her lips, and she turned her head decisively to look outside the carriage.

When she turned her head, Wang Hong would no longer say anything. When Chen Rong glanced away, he saw him.

I don’t know what is being written?

At this time, a carriage approached.

The carriage stopped immediately after approaching Wang Hong’s carriage. Then, Zhi Zhi and Zhai Jiulang were helped by the prostitute from the carriage. They set foot on the carriage of Wang Hong, who stopped automatically, and sat down on the collapse of Wang Hong.

When the two sat down, they made a strange laughter from the throat. He smiled and said to the side of Kyujiro: "Kuro is not here yesterday, but unfortunately, unfortunately, it is a pity. ."

Having said that, he leaned forward and stared at Wang Hong’s neck carefully. He said: "Hey, so sunny, how does Qilang wear this sorghum clothes? Could it be that you have nothing to see on your neck? ?"

Wang Hong looked up at him and continued to read low.

On the one hand, Jiu Jiulang, then with his sharp voice said: "Hugh to laugh again, the world is cool, all the mad men and women are worthy of respect."

After saying that, Jiu Jiulu stood up, he went deep into Wang Hong, then turned to Chen Rong, and also gave her a deep glance.

When doing this, he really looked serious and respected.

Yu Jiulang has not sat down yet, and the next side, Zhi Zhi, can no longer make homemade laughter.

Just then, Wang Hong spoke up, "Come."

A guard is close and calls: "Lang Jun?"

Wang Hong’s eyes were locked on the script and he did not lift his head. “The two men were driven off the carriage.”

When the order came out, the outside guards did not want to respond: "Yes."

This is the word out, and Zhi Zhi shook his head again and again, and wowed, "No need to hurry, let's go, let go." While screaming and laughing, the two did not sit still, they rushed to the ground. Jumped off the carriage and ran away.

Although the two went far, the strange laughter continued to come.

Wang Hong slowly frowned.

He put away his book and turned to a guard and said, "Chop the horse!"

With one order, the guard replied: "Yes."

After that, the guard took out his waist knife and rushed toward the carriage that Zhai Zhi and Zhai Jilang were sitting on.

At this moment, the laughter from the carriage has attracted a lot of attention. These people saw the **** rushing like a whirlwind, and could not help but scream.

The screams of the people shocked the ambition of the carriage, and now he stretched his head.

As soon as he looked up, he confronted the big knife that guarded Han Sensen. Now he shouted and hurriedly shrank his head and screamed: "It is miserable!"

As soon as he was called, Yu Jiulang also extended his head. So, in the screams of Zhai Zhi, in the scream of Yu Jiulang, the guard rushed past, and when he passed the carriage, the cold knife in his hand fell like lightning!

"Oh--" The blood of the sky rises, and the horse that is running is rolling to the ground. At this time, the carriage was still moving with inertia.

At the moment, the guards of several families and family members rushed to rush, and more than a dozen hands stretched out at the same time, stabilizing the front carriage.

In the carriage, the stunned ambition is still screaming, and the sickly 桓 桓 郎 郎 is even more smashed by the chest.

In this kind of excitement, the Wang family guards stopped and ran to the horse, and explained in a serious way to the curious eyes: "The horse is sick, and in order to prevent the disease from infecting the horses, one has to apply this hot hand."

After all, he was close to Zhai Zhi’s carriage, and he overtook his head. The two yelled and whispered and said: "The two know that my family is not happy, but wants to move a knife on his wound. "Is this painful now?" When he said this, he said lowly: "Lang Jun just said that he and his two brothers, brothers, are suffering from each other and are guilty of both... If you are happy, you can make your voice louder."

In one word, the two of them immediately became silent.

After a day of walking, there was finally a martyrdom in front. When the guards came to ask for instructions, Wang Hong still asked to leave the big team.

As a result, more than a dozen carriages were on the ramp under the protection of five hundred guards.

Of course, Hiratsuka and others are among them.

Gradually, Nanyang City has become farther and farther away.

Chen Rongqi opened the curtain and looked at the direction of Nanyang City. He secretly paid: In the past life, Nanyang City has not fallen into the hands of Hu people. I really hope that this world is also true...not only in Nanyang City, there is her Servant and Tianye shop. Also because, compared to Nanyang City, Jiankang is a stranger place.

In a blink of an eye, five days have passed.

On this day, the weather was fine, and the winter sun was warmly shining on the ground. Looking at the light green road on the loess road where the carriage passed, Chen Rong said softly: "Spring is coming."

She turned around and looked at Nanyang City again. She suddenly said to Wang Hong: "Seven Lang, Nanyang City has so far smokeless fire, that Murong wants to give up the siege?"

Relying on the collapse, Wang Hong, who was looking at the script, looked up and faintly said: "He left early."

Chen Rong let go of her heart, and she said, "I want to come here." With Wang Hongdi acting, how could he walk silently like this? Whatever it is, he will arrange it before he leaves, and he will have to let the Murong have to retreat.