Mei Gongqing

Chen Rong strode to the temple.

Although the sunset was good, the temple was still brightly lit, and the clothes were fragrant and fragrant.

Chen Rong stepped in after the nobles. Like outside, when she entered, the temple was quiet, and countless eyes looked to her.

Chen Rong is well prepared, and her heart is full of enthusiasm. Her mouth is full of laughter, and her long straight neck is quite beautiful.

Just as the public witnessed, when the arguments came quietly, suddenly, in the middle of the temple, there was a crisp applause. In the applause of "啪啪", one person laughed loudly: "A good doctor of Guanglu. The world loves the white clouds. Weiqing is the only sunset, a red dress, extremely enchanting, extremely enchanting."

The man laughed and pushed open a few steps, striding toward Chen Rong.

His skin is white and looks beautiful, but isn't it?

When I saw the emperor, Chen Rong smiled and smiled and said: "The courtier sees you."

"Exemption."

The emperor walked over to Chen Rong and looked at her up and down several times. He suddenly smiled and asked: "Arong is really courageous. Hey, I saw it for the first time. Some women dare to wear red clothes. This is good, good, good." The emperor laughed loudly after three good words.

Just in his laughter, there was a yin and yang voice in the corner. "I don’t know what you are, this red dress, or that Murong is prepared for the doctor of Guanglu... I want to be the day, the doctor of Guanglu is red. Dressed up, sitting under the fire, it’s true that the army is going to be easy.

The man laughed and laughed here.

Before waiting for the emperor to open, Chen Rong has turned his head.

Under the light, she smiled and looked at the thin, aristocratic face with powder on her face. The corner of her mouth was raised. Chen Rong said slowly: "Your good eyesight, in Jiankang, Hu Renjun, Murong’s side It’s also so clear... I know even if my clothes are Murong’s preparations.”

She smiled very elegantly, her eyes were crystal clear and warm, and her tone was also gentle and calm. It can be such a gentle and calm tone. If you say something, it is more aggressive than being aggressive. The meaning of it is even more important.

The nobleman opened his mouth and was there for a while. Just then, one person behind him laughed and said: "It is exactly, rumors, you can get more and more out of this letter. Hahaha."

Together with laughter, there was a kind of laughter in all directions.

Chen Rong, who looked at everyone, was smiling and his eyes were cold. At this moment, she clearly heard a few whispers in the back corner. "There is a problem with Wang’s inside." "Yes. Look at the king’s rumors and the expression of this woman. You can know."

Chen Rong only listened to these two sentences and turned to look at the emperor. A pair of four eyes, the emperor threw a wink at her. With a smirk, regardless of the gaze of the four, the emperor approached Chen Rong like a stubborn child and asked: "Those beautiful teenagers have seen and can be satisfied?"

Chen Rong expected that he would be on this occasion, and said this in an opening? After a moment, she smiled bitterly. With a bitter smile, Chen Rong, with a bowed action, approached the emperor a little and couldn’t help but replied: "There is a king who is in the court, and he is not happy."

The emperor was sulking and asked in a whisper: "You are too bad, and you are kind enough to help you. You can't even see you?"

Chen Rong snorted and said in a thin, dissatisfied manner: "Your Majesty thinks that with the power of Wang Qi, will he allow me to see?"

The emperor thought about it and carefully pointed his head and said, "I can't help you." He looked a little depressed, thinking for a while, and asked: "What should he do?"

Chen Rong smiled and said: "There is a lot of anger and extreme anger."

The eight words spit out, and the emperor laughed loudly. Disregarding the increasingly wide eyes of the surrounding nobles, the emperor was proud of it, and after satisfying the laughter, the sleeves glimpsed and walked toward the main.

As he walked, he did not return his head and said: "The doctor of Guanglu will sit on his side."

Chen Rong responded with a sigh of relief.

In a blink of an eye, the palaces put a piece of collapse behind the emperor and sat down for Chen Rong.

At the moment of sitting down, Chen Rong clearly saw that some of the eyes cast around were very disappointing.

The emperor took the wine cellar and drank two. Then an **** walked behind him and whispered, "Your Majesty, it is time to go."

The emperor heard the words, put the wine cellar and said: "It is really disappointing." He stood up and walked outside with his sleeves.

When the emperor moved, everyone prayed at the same time, and respectfully shouted: "Gong my mother." In the scream, the emperor went further and further.

Chen Rong knows that such a banquet, the emperor just walked through the scene... no matter how many emperors, he is there, there is an authority that will make the officials unable to open. Therefore, for what kind of banquet the emperor stayed for, there is a customary habit.

However, under such a short period of time, she had a few private conversations with her, and she was very happy. Finally, she was allowed to sit on the side of the main collapse... The attitude he showed was the most powerful protection and affirmation for her. what

Chen Rong’s heart was secretly grateful, and he continued to sit on the main collapse.

At this time, Xie Heting and others came in and caused a ripple.

In the middle of the battle, a king of the Sima Room, whom Chen Rong had seen far away, lifted the glass and shouted to Chen Rong: "Guanglu doctor, in such an occasion, the Merry Xie Lang has come, how can you not see your companion Wang Qi?"

The words landed and laughter began.

Accompanied by the word, is the **** palace ladies in the palace to call each other, used here, extremely thin.

Chen Rong looked up.

In a crowd of laughter or ridicule, or sympathy, Chen Rong looked at the man with a good temper, and said very warmly and extremely seriously: "You are wrong, accompanied by the name of the palace monks who like it." She blinked, her face was a bit naive, and she was a bit flattering. "I know how good it is, or else, I beg you to ask, let him stay in the palace for a while, look at the life of the people in the palace?"

She said it was gentle but extremely sarcasm, and she wanted this person to be an eunuch.

Therefore, the laughter is everywhere.

After Chen Rong finished the sentence, he put the water in his hand and muttered to himself. "Browse, you can blame." She is not good at this kind of tongue fight, and then she can only get ugly when she sits down. It is good to leave in time. Anyway, the purpose of her coming has been reached.

When I saw the Chen Rong cup, it was the sleeves that were ready to return. A girl grinned and said: "The person who Guanglu is really romantic. If you want to come, you want to go, it is a few days of sleep by the Hu people, and it is also radiant, and the color is better than the past."

When the voice came out, another young man laughed and said: "It is extremely extreme. It is only the poor Wang Qilang. He killed Jiankang Wang, but the tens of thousands of Hu people, can he also kill a clean?"

This is even more vicious. He pointed out that Wang Hong had killed Jiankang Wang for Chen Rong’s famous festival. He also said that Chen Rong was slept by tens of thousands of Hu people. This kind of insult is really vicious.

Chen Rong’s body trembled.

She just took a step and slowly stopped.

Chen Rong went back.

Looking back, the red dress won the fire, and her glamorous light, in the brightly lit, plain white face, eyes black and staring at the man.

Her figure is so beautiful, it is such a quiet look at the person, the gesture is also extremely expensive.

In her gaze, many people thought with pity: Why should such a beautiful woman embarrass her in the public?

Chen Rong stared quietly at the man. For a while, she said quietly: "Do you think that you are proud of Wang Qilang's honor and can accommodate a woman who has been rid of thousands of people and who has been riding?"

She looked up and looked through the crowd and looked at the sky outside the temple. She said leisurely: "Although it fell into the hands of the Hu people, Murong promised my dignity under my words."

When the man was sneering, Chen Rong interrupted him and smiled. The voice was as comfortable as the wind. "This point, the world does not believe, I don't care. As long as he believes in me, it is enough. It is."

The sound went to the ground, and she walked wide and Man Steps walked out. The flamboyant red-like dress, like the bright sunset of the sky, is so burning that everyone’s eyes hurt.

For a while, Kyu Kuro’s sneer voice sounded, "Don’t be a villain. If not innocent, she is a woman who dares to be so confident? She just washed her face with tears and looks like a ghost. If not, Wang Qilang will Tolerate her? I was afraid to let her go and let her go back to her Taoist temple."

His sneer has caused refutation by several people. However, these people’s rebuttals did not force: everyone saw it, how the woman was arrogant and glamorous, she was wearing a red dress, and she was so bright that she had no color... If she was really asleep, she Where else is it possible to be confident?

In this age of attention, Chen Rong’s red dress, the bright smile, made everyone unconsciously believe that she was innocent.

Originally, Chen Rong was a romantic girl, she was not clear, not so important... Important, but she fell into the hands of Hu. The woman who was splattered by the splattered Hu people, how beautiful, no matter how noble, but also filthy and muddy, if she was really sleept by Hu people, fell in love with such a filthy woman Wang Hong, then It is also ridiculous. This alone can make him a laughing stock of the upper class.

The hall where Chen Rong stepped out.

As soon as she got out of the temple, she gave a soft breath. With a smile, she walked towards her own carriage with the support of the prostitute.

Just a few steps away, one voice called: "Chen Arong."

Chen Rong turned back.

She was on the beautiful boy named Ah Jing. I was about to ask, the beautiful boy raised his head and smiled mysteriously. "My name is Su Jing, can you write it down?"

Chen Rong raised an eyebrow. She said, "I am tired, I have something to do, and I will talk about it later." After that, she turned her head back. Until she got on the carriage, she didn't look at the other.