Mei Gongqing

Slowly, Wang Hong smiled.

He took a step and called: "Your Majesty." Deeply practising, Wang Hong said gracefully: "Wang Hong has seen His Majesty."

His voice awakened the two. Chen Rong, who was laughing cheerfully, stayed and looked back at him. And beside her, I also looked back at the emperor, but it was a smile that glared at Wang Hong, and the unhappiness was beyond words.

Wang Hong came slowly, his face, with a touch of light, a little respectful, and a little casual smile.

Looking towards Chen Rong sitting next to the emperor, Wang Hong’s mouth was slightly bent. He stared at the emperor and said slowly: “Hong Yunzi is the one who gave the number to the priest, but he can’t be joking.”

His voice is very light, very gentle, his smile is very casual, his mouth is light.

Whether it is the emperor or Chen Rong, he clearly feels the threat in his words.

The young emperor snorted, and he quietly patted his forehead and cried, "Is this happening? Yes, Arong has been ordered to become a monk."

When he said this, he turned his head and looked at Chen Rong seriously. After the young emperor took a shot at his own thigh, he said, "There is a way!"

He confessed to Chen Rong and explained in a succinct voice: "Arong doesn't know? The whole world knows that he is a faint prince, and he is the ridiculous Lord." His eyes widened and his head sighed and said with gusto: "You said that if the Queen of the Skull is a female crown, is it unprecedented? Is it shocking the world?"

Speaking of this, the young emperor glanced at Wang Hong and said to him with a smile on his face: "Siluo does not understand 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕 朕How do you match the ridiculous Lord?"

He said here, like what he thought of, turned his head and stared at Wang Hong with a squint. He suddenly asked: "Is Qilang not coming for Arong?"

He took Wang Hong and pulled Chen Rongchao behind him. He frowned. He said very seriously: "Is this woman's identity cold, isn't Qilang not? If you disdain, just let it go."

He took the sapphire bowl that was passed down from the Zhou Dynasty and handed it to Wang Hongyi. He was serious and politely said: "Hey, use this to change people!"

Wang Hong is in the local area.

Unconsciously, he turned to look at Chen Rong.

His clear watery eyes are very gentle, and his eyes are flowing like a whisper that he once had with her.

Chen Rong just understood at a glance, he was asking her to speak.

He looked at her like this, the look, the expression, seems to have decided that Chen Rong will speak, and will explain to the emperor that her life is only the person of his Wang Hong... except for him, any man in the world, she is not false .

Chen Rong was embarrassed and could not help, she was swearing: "Is it true that I met with you and what did you say to him? He knows?"

Chen Rong dropped his eyes.

She avoided Wang Hong's gaze.

The young emperor turned his head. He looked at Chen Rong and looked at Wang Hong again. Then he looked at Chen Rong and looked at Wang Hong again.

Slowly, he narrowed his eyes and smiled.

In joy, he continued to push the sapphire bowl into Wang Hong’s arms and said very seriously: "Seven lang, accept it." Seeing Wang Hong still looking at Chen Rong, his mouth is flat, a little bit The wayward is a bit rogue and asks: "Seven Lang and Lang, you will accept it, you will accept it."

As he said, he took the sapphire bowl with the leftovers of the leaves and leaves, and went to Wang Honghuai.

Wang Hong stepped back.

He took back the look of Chen Rong and looked at the emperor with a deep sigh of relief. He smiled bitterly: "Your wife laughed."

When he spit out the five words, he glanced at the woods.

Just as the emperor stepped forward and stepped the jade bowl into his arms, an old **** rushed out of the woods. He ran to the emperor and quietly called: "Your Majesty, Zhao Taifu Come in this direction."

The emperor stopped the action unhurly, and threw the sapphire bowl down and threw it. He frowned, "How fast."

It seems to be intentional, it seems to be unintentional, he glanced happily at Wang Hong, once again thick eyebrows wrinkled, said sullenly: "It is really boring, how come it is so fast?"

He waved his sleeves and turned and walked in the opposite direction. The stride of the stride, the blink of an eye will rush out of the distance.

Seeing him go far, Wang Hong turned to look at Chen Rong and walked slowly toward her.

Just as he walked over to Chen Rong, he bowed his head and prepared to speak. When the emperor thought of something, he hurriedly stopped and turned around.

He looked at Chen Rong.

Seeing Wang Hong, who is so close to Chen Rong, the emperor called: "Wang Jia Lao Qi, Hong Yun Zi is a monk. Why are you so close to her?"

He stared at Wang Hong with a narrow eye and sceptically said: "It is ridiculous, but I have never heard of it. Your king is also a ridiculous person."

When he said this to himself, he said in a voice, and once again said to Wang Hong seriously: "Wang Qilang, this Hongyunzi, but the prostitute female crown. I heard that you are for the sake of friends, I am very touched by the willingness to take care of her." After a pause, he carefully asked: "Hey, you don't want to guard against self-stealing. Isn't it clear with this female crown?"

The words of the emperor, sandwiched three clips, four upside down, both arbitrarily and directly.

Although Wang Hong is witty, he can only be stuck at that time, and he is speechless.

The emperor did not wait for Wang Hong to answer. He was only deeply, and he was extremely suspicious of Wang Hong’s eyes. When he turned to Chen Rong, he smiled and said very kindly: "Chen Rong is afraid, everything is wrong, and you will protect you."

He turned his head happily and continued to move forward.

This time, he took two steps and turned back. Looking at Chen Rong again and again, the emperor shouted: "Arong, what you said just now, you have to remember it, the next time you see it, but you have to get the answer."

Seriously confessed to Chen Rong's two sentences, until she was all right, the emperor smashed the wide sleeves and left with joy.

After a while, the figure of the emperor disappeared into the woods.

Until he was sure that he had left, Wang Hongcai whispered, "Go."

He turned and left.

Seeing that Chen Rong did not keep up, Wang Hong stepped forward and turned around. He looked at her quietly and stared at her quiet eyebrows. She smiled shallowly and said: "Arong, this place cannot be left for a long time."

In the voice, there is a cold meaning contrary to his smile.

Chen Rong looked at him and stepped forward.

The two walked forward in tandem.

Wang Hong walked away, and the pace was getting faster and faster.

Gradually, Chen Rong couldn't keep up. If he couldn't keep up, he would slow down and take the right to win.

Wang Hong walked around and felt a quiet behind him, looking back.

Chen Rong has been far away from the hundred steps.

She is slowly coming, and at this moment her expression is safe and her eyes are clear. A yellow robe was worn on her, just outside her gorgeous, two more dust, the charming and charming, really half-hearted.

Wang Hong quietly looked at her.

For a while, Chen Rongcai walked behind him and saw him looking at himself. Chen Rong raised his eyes and looked at him. Chen Rong smiled. This smile was radiant and very pleasant.

Obviously, she is in a good mood.

Wang Hong regained his gaze and stepped back without saying anything.

After a while, the two came to their respective carriages.

When Chen Rongyi got into the carriage, he pulled the curtain down and leaned back, thinking about it: this Sima Zhang is an interesting one, but I don’t know what he said to me. Is there a point that is true?

Just thinking about it here, Chen Rong shook his head and shouted: "It is true or false to take care of it. If there is an emperor on the back of the mountain, shouldn't it be a bad thing?

She smiled and leaned back and thought about it: If I had the help of the emperor, should I leave Jiankang or keep the land, shouldn't it be difficult? Well, wait, wait for Wang Hong to marry his wife, I will leave this place... If this face is to cause trouble again, it will not be a big deal. At that time, I will have gotten my hand.

Thinking of this, Chen Rong closed his eyes and raised his spirit.

Just then, the voice of Wang Hongqing Run came from outside: "Arong."

Chen Rong casually said: "Well."

It’s been a while, Wang Hongcai whispered, “You can’t believe it if you are squatting!”

Chen Rong didn't believe it, but at this time, she opened her eyes and looked at the figure outside the curtain with a curious look. She could hear that Wang Hong’s voice seemed to be more.

After another good meeting, Wang Hongcai said softly: "Sima Zhang's harem is full of people from all major families. There is no simple one in his nephew. It is now the queen of the empress, and the origin is not quite Ordinary... Arong, don't believe him."

The last three words, very low, extremely gentle, faint, and soft. This kind of softness is just like when he is in the view today, when he said to her that she would control her behavior, this soft bottom is a wayward whisper.

Chen Rong hangs his eyes and responds lightly: "Well."

She deserves to be too careless, seems to promise, and seems to be perfunctory.

Then, the curtain opened, Wang Hong’s face of Tsinghua’s Tsinghua appeared in Chen Rong’s eyes.

He is staring at Chen Rong.

Once again, he saw silence on her face.

Slowly, Wang Hong sighed low.

Chen Rong heard his sigh and turned to look at him in amazement. He said: "What is it?"

Wang Hong replied: "Nothing." The sound is light.

He said nothing, Chen Rong would not ask. She just lowered her eyebrows. When Wang Hong was slowly preparing to pull the curtain down, Chen Rong’s voice came without a word: "Seven Lang."

Wang Hong turned to look at her, with tenderness and encouragement.

Chen Rong didn't look at him. She turned her head down, gently and quietly said: "If you want to get married, let me know a few days in advance. Is that good?"

She looked up at the old man, and there was no sadness and no joy in her eyes. In the eyes of Wang Hong, her mouth was light and her voice was lightly ridiculous: "Before telling everyone, let me know, is it good?"

Although it is a smile, the tone is gentle.

She is asking him and asking him in a soft voice.

I do not know why, Wang Hong is turning. He looked at the faint green hills in the distance, and with a slender finger, he pulled the curtain down and blocked her face.

He did not answer her...