Mei Gongqing

The sound of "the sacred purpose" came, and the horrified people stayed at the same time. They looked at Wang Hong and couldn't help but think: This Wang Hong really couldn't do it. Just a glance, it can be seen that the sacred purpose is false.

In a blink of an eye, they thought again: dare to kill their own people, this immortal Wang Hong, really got his hand.

Under the mountainside, the footsteps and drums are getting closer and closer.

Wang Hongchao Chen Rong glanced at him and stepped forward.

As soon as he left, Chen Rong quickly followed, followed by her, and she had already stepped to the front of him - even if he avoided it in time, the white skirt was still stained with a few drops of blood, still blocking it.

When Chen Rong stepped out of fifty steps, a team with the same style as before had already turned around.

At the forefront is a 40-year-old eunuch. He saw Chen Rong at a glance and his eyes were a glimpse.

Sure enough, he was behind Chen Rong and saw the king of the seven who had a high spirit.

Just glanced at it, the **** turned back to his attention. He stopped and stared at Chen Rong, who was holding the hand, and asked with a scream: "You are Hong Yunzi Xiangu?"

Chen Rong replied: "Yes."

The **** nodded. He stared at Chen Rong and said with a scream: "The sacred purpose is to reach the rhyme."

Chen Rong quickly held his hand.

The **** took another look at her and opened the imperial edict. After looking at it, he rolled up the sacred decree and put it in his hand. He said to Chen Rong: "My Majesty thought that although she was a woman, she was a brilliant person. In one case, the merits are great, and the people in the world are all admired."

Hearing here, Chen Rong has a little straight eyes.

It’s not just that this sacred ritual is extremely praised. It’s the opposite of the previous one. More importantly, is she so great?

In fact, it’s not just her, the people who are quietly behind, but they all face each other: this praise, as if it has been rare since ancient times.

A woman? It’s a good thing to praise people, but it’s a strange thing to say a woman who has left home.

Shaking his head and screaming here, the **** continued to scream: "There is a command from the majesty, and the special seal of the aunt is the sage of the sage of the sage, and can lead the five thousand strong men, instead of the emperor to meet the hero of the North." He said here, in one In the whispers, close to Chen Rong, the voice was lowered: "The northern land hero, but the old man of Xiangu, wants to come to see the fairy, will be happy."

I am happy!

For a time, a sinister fire rushed over Chen Rong’s chest.

She licked her lips and licked her lips, thinking with a bit of hate: the **** man in the world can admire. The court actually took my woman, adding the ridiculous character of Weed in front of the track. Actually, using a woman like me to do angels, to humiliate those **** men, really hateful, can be annoyed if the Northland hero is referring to the land, with his character, he will not be able to stand such a shame so man, Such a character, can the court be so upside down, right and wrong?

Just as Chen Rong’s face was red and gasping, it was almost sudden. She saw a taunt from the **** and the eyes of the pedestrian behind him.

This ridicule, such as a basin of cold water dripping down, makes Chen Rong suddenly wake up: No, I can't get angry, I can't get angry. In this Jiankang city, it is impossible to talk about the current situation, not to discuss the war, just like the young people of the Yu family, but only mention it a little, but also the murder. And no such person will go out for you in this kind of disaster. Because it cannot be said that the current situation can not be discussed, this is the consensus reached by all families and the royal family.

Rao is awake, and Chen Rong is flushed with anger.

The middle-aged **** screamed at the chest and screamed Chen Rong. The voice screamed, "What is the anger of Xiangu? But is it unwilling?"

The voice was so aggressive that it seemed to force her anger and roar.

Chen Rong hangs down his eyes.

Slowly, she took a step back and raised her voice. After shaking her head, she said, "The reason why I am a monk is to be scared by blood. I can't be peaceful."

She lowered her eyebrows and held a hand, and said with a hand, she said seriously: "The word "Weide", Hongyunzi never dare to act. Please also take back the order."

After that, she bowed her head and stepped back.

The **** was a little angry. He shouted at the scorpion and said, "Do you dare to resist?"

The voice is murderous.

Chen Rong did not look up, but replied calmly and peacefully: "Hong Yunzi is a person from outside the world. This kind of sacred purpose can be avoided."

"Do you dare to resist?"

"The people outside the world can be free from it."

The **** laughed and said, "Okay, good, good."

He said here, long sleeves screamed and screamed: "Go."

With one order, everyone turned at the same time.

Just then, at the foot of the mountain, there was another drum sound.

This kind of drum music?

None of the people here are stupid. Listening to this drumming, the buzz that just got up is quiet again.

Chen Rong also looked up. She squatted at the foot of the mountain that was blocked by heavy trees. She couldn’t help but cry: "So, is there another angel?"

After all, she looked back at Wang Hong in a reflective manner. After Wang Hong, who was standing on the opposite hand and smiling quietly, she regained her gaze: he looked at his thoughts and seemed to be confused.

Therefore, Chen Rong looked at the middle-aged eunuch.

At this moment, the middle-aged **** led the guards of the palace, and he was ready to leave with anger and resentment. When he heard the drum music, he was also a bit, and his face turned bright.

With a blushing face, the middle-aged **** screamed and said: "There is nothing wrong with the noise," and he screamed three ‘noisy’ sounds. He slammed his sleeves and said, “Let's go.”

The middle-aged **** rushed down and touched the drum band.

In a blink of an eye, the two teams were quiet, but they immediately resumed as usual, and the drum band continued to sway to the mountains.

After a while, a familiar scream came, "But Hong Yunzi Xiangu?"

This scream is exactly what the little **** sent when he greeted Chen Rong into the palace this morning.

Upon seeing this familiar face, Chen Rong breathed a sigh of relief and thought: This time, should it be the meaning of the emperor himself?

She quickly held a hand and whispered, "Yes."

The little **** nodded. He walked in front of Chen Rong and said sharply: "Hong Yunzi has a purpose."

Chen Rongzheng should have a voice, then her heart suddenly jumped fast, wide sleeves, hands clasped tightly, shouting: Will not be what is ridiculously deliberate to come to harm me?

The little **** stood still and opened the sacred sacred slogan "Hong Yun Zi Xiang Gu, common name Chen Rong." Speaking out, Chen Rong secretly said: Where is the formal imperial edict? However, this sentence, it is really possible to mean what I mean.

The **** continued to read: "In the past, Moyang was besieged by Hu people. She dared to be insulted for love. Later, Nanyang City was surrounded by men, and only the woman was a pawn, dare to sprinkle the slaves with blood. The woman did what she did, and she was deeply convinced. Weng was a woman who was the best of the three armed forces, and Han had Zhaojun to honor the virtues of my people. This woman was born in my dynasty, and it was the blessing of the world, the transformation of Shengde."

When I read this, the little eunuch’s voice was mentioned, and he screamed: "The special woman is a doctor of Guanglu, and he is a counsellor."

The little **** slowly took the sacred decree and looked at Chen Rong, who was a singer, and gently smiled: "Is it still not?"

Chen Rong looked up and she looked at the little **** slyly: and then took the purpose, and after receiving this purpose, it should be able to be peaceful for a few days, and there should be no more imperial edicts.

In the electric light flint, this thought flashed past.

At the moment, Chen Rong was deeply polite, and sighed: "Chen's purpose." After that, she took the sacred purpose.

The little **** saw her pick up the imperial edict and smiled. She squeezed her eyes and whispered quietly. "My Majesty likes Xiangu. With this official position, I can walk more."

After all, the little **** waved his hand and took the drum band to the mighty. ,

Standing in the setting sun, Chen Rong looked at the team that had shaken away.

The sacred decree she had just received was still absurd.

I don’t want to seal her out of the house. The woman who is a Tao Gu is the former doctor of Guanglu. It is such a half-way to see her, and she will be on the way. However, the three purposes are all promulgated in this way. It seems that this kind of hustle and bustle is what the emperor likes to do.

Until the team disappeared completely into the field of vision, watching the crowds, still motionless.

Chen Rong slowly turned and looked behind him.

She did not see Wang Hong's figure.

Chen Rong stepped forward to the carriage. Behind her, everyone began to point and point. "After all, the three purposes." "Wait, there may be a purpose."

"Noisy, really fooling."

"When you see no, Wang Qiqi is killing people in public in order to protect her. When the blood splashes, he still looks unbelievable."

"In my opinion, the emperor sealed her as Guanglu doctor, just want to be close to her, hey, a good lover, so that he and Wang Qi will not compete for face to face."

Chen Rong stepped up and threw these increasingly ugly arguments behind him.

In a blink of an eye, she came to the carriage.

Looking at Wang Hong’s carriage, Chen Rong strode to his carriage.

She just stepped out, and Wang Hongqing’s gentle voice came, "Come here."

Chen Rong has a footstep.

She turned her head and just hesitated, and went to his carriage, opened the curtain and climbed the carriage.

Wang Hongzheng leaned back on the side. He didn't look at her, just looking at the outside quietly.

Chen Rong approached him and whispered in the carriage, whispering, "What is going on?"

Wang Hong did not look back. For a moment, he smiled and said: "Someone shot." He looked over at Chen Rong.

Looking at it, he laughed. It was just a smile, but in a blink of an eye, that smile turned into a shout.

The whistling sound is far and wide, and it is far and wide in the night wind, which leads to the resurgence of the mountains.

In his shouting, everyone in the view has come out to meet. These people, as early as the first wave of the imperial edict, have appeared, but until now they dared to approach.

The carriage did not stop, and directly crossed the crowd and entered the Taoist temple.

Until that day, Chen Rong stopped outside the wooden house when he was waking up from the Jiankang Wangfu.

Wang Hong, who stopped the screaming, walked down the carriage and Shiran went inside.

Chen Rong followed closely.

This wooden house is clean and quiet, and there is nothing left in it.

When Wang Hong walked to the middle of the room, he stopped and slowly turned back, staring at Chen Rong for a moment.

His face, as well as the fainting left after the long scream.

The blush was stained in his white jade-like face, like a jade of blood.

At this time the sun sets.

The bright sunshine spread through his wide screens on his body and face.

At this moment, in his compelling glory, another point of loneliness, a gorgeous desolation.

When the sun shone, his clear and distant eyes, if far away, if you are clear.

He quietly and quietly looked at Chen Rong. It seems to be affectionate. It seems to be a review. It seems to be thinking, more, or lonely.

Chen Rong stepped and slowly walked over to him.

Looking up at him, she asked lowly: "Seven Lang, what is going on?"

This is the second time she has asked this.

Wang Hong smiled slightly and looked out the screen window. He said slowly: "They are often drunk, and after drunk, they like to smear and cover the jade."

He pulled his mouth and said, "After the wine wakes up, he often forgets what he did."

He said here, Chen Rong understood.

Did you have this problem? Then, the people around him will be drunk and release some orders in the name of it. You must know that it is true or false to confirm a decree. The main thing to look at is the jade. If you cover the jade, it is true. It doesn't matter if the word is from the emperor himself.

Wang Hong saw her understand, smiled and looked out the window.

Chen Rong looked at him and secretly said: The first imperial edict, pointing to me and the man, mixed with the name of the underarm, I do not know who is arranging? Nine princesses? Or, what is the meaning of Wang Wang?

The second imperial decree, saying what seals my Weide Hong rhyme, also refers to the sly, which is the meaning of this? She knows that such a sacred decree must not be the result of a woman like the Nine Princesses. They do not have the ability to resist, and it is impossible to know that they have come to Jiankang.

As for the third imperial edict, it may be that after the emperor woke up, he found that he might have issued those imperial edicts, and then he came to such a hand, one could save himself, and the other, he continued his absurdity.

At this time, Chen Rong suddenly smiled and murmured: "Guanglu doctor? Qilang Lang, but one day, I was a close-knit doctor."

The more she wants to be, the more she laughs, the more she laughs.

Chen Rong’s laughter alarmed Wang Hong.

Slowly, he turned to look at her.

There was no joy on his face, and Chen Rong, who looked at the smile, Wang Hongming’s high-spirited eyes, only tranquility. At this moment, the blush on his face went out, and on the face that was too white, there was an indifference.

Slowly, he smiled and smiled, his voice was low and far away. "When you were a doctor, you didn't even call the husband? Are you all in the same?"

Chen Rongyi, slowly put away a smile. She turned her head and said, "Seven Lang knows why."

She turned to look at him, gently and smiled and said: "Call the Seven Lords, not Arong's wish."

In a word spit out, Wang Hong smiled stiffly.

He stared at Chen Rong and smiled slowly: "I just called my husband, and asked me to be my outer room. This is a blink of an eye, and it is not what you want. Arong, really ruthless."

His smile is light and shallow, the language is warm and soft, and his eyes are quiet and soft. But then, there is a cold feeling. This coldness is very light and shallow, but the words are infiltrated.

Chen Rong turned around.

She looked up at him and looked at him.

Slowly, she lowered her eyes and smiled and said: "Seven lang clearly knows." She seems to be a joke, but also seems to be serious: "With the seven princes, it is far more terrible than death. "

Wang Hong’s lips

Chen Rong didn't care about his indifference at all. She took a step, reached out and gently stroked his clothes.

The white fingers crossed the folds on his placket, and Chen Rong looked up and looked at him. "Isn't Qilang knowing? Arong is a dead-hearted person... Once he is obsessed, he will not realize."

Her little hand pressed on her chest. "Every time I approached Qilang, Arong didn't dare to breathe. This chest was so suffocated... Qilang thought, is this suffering far better than death?"

She is so smiling, under the golden light of the setting sun, her smile is so colorful, the affection in her eyes is so deep.

I have been quietly, Wang Hong, who has hidden the examination and indifference in the gentle bottom, looking at such a smile, such a look, listening to such words, that heart, the heart that was just dissatisfied, suddenly trembled.

Reflective, he reached out and held his hand to Chen Rong.

However, he was able to stretch out, Chen Rong is an elegant turn, walking towards the sunset.

In a blink of an eye, her graceful figure has been shrouded in golden light, so bright, so dazzling, so far away.

Chen Rong walked slowly to the screen window.

Looking at the green hills in the distance, and the sun in the west, the laughter of Chen Rong, the indifference in the calm, "Wang Wang's nephew, want to come from the boy, there will be different beauty around you? Knowing the things of men and women, the family will put a beauty you think about on your side, let you get along with each other, let you fall in love, and then cruelly break all this, let you discover that such a woman, not at all Worth you love... The woman in the world is not worthy of your love?"

She suddenly looked back and smiled like a flower. "On that day, Arong woke up from the collapse of Qilang. He once asked Qilang and asked me to be a wife. Qilang said, "It can still be expensive."

She approached him, and under the golden light, Dina’s figure swayed. She looked at him with a smile, her hand pressed on her chest, and her voice was soft. "Although the answer was as early as Arong, I can actually hear Lang Jun’s answer. A Rong has completely understood: Chen Arong, in the king In the mind of the seven, but you make me a nobleman, and just want to repay the love that I have with you."

She walked over to him, hung his neck, stared at him, smiled and continued: "For Arong, this heart hurts into pieces, but small things. It’s not worth the night and night to sit still until dawn. One mention."

Wang Hong’s lips trembled.

Chen Rong looked at him, smiled like a flower, spit out words, is a word, a hard stone, "This time, Qilang understands. Arong even loves you again, and will never be your plaything."

She pulled his hand and put it on his chest. His eyes were like the autumn and the beautiful, and he looked like a tall woman. "Siluo, Arong is a doctor who is named Guanglu. It is your outer room. However, the seven Langs are also the husband. The Lord is worthy, Lang Jun is worth mentioning, Arong wants to call something, what is called. If you are together, if you don’t stay together, Qilang will abandon me, protect me, and understand."