Mei Gongqing

In the past, Chen Rong always worried that his son would one day be "watched and killed." Looking at the crowds of people who are mad at the outside, listening to the silent surroundings of the birds, she thought with satisfaction: not so bad.

In this way, the team steadily headed forward, such as the ants of the idiots, and the beautiful teenager standing on the roof of the car, but also the loneliness and loneliness.

Just standing and standing, he always looked at the carriage in an uncontrolled manner. In the carriage, there is his mother, five years apart, and the feeling of leaning on her side is so beautiful. Unfortunately, he can only blow the wind like this. I really want to be a siege again. My mother is okay, my father... I think of the eyes that Wang Hong had just licked. Wang Xuan's cream drenched a chill.

When the priests were quiet, the family team that greeted Wang Hong came to the sea. The horseshoe flew, the carriage rolled, and the big king was flying in the wind. A team of two or three hundred people finally squeezed over.

See them coming over. Wang Hong got off the carriage. Almost as soon as he walked down, two figures flashed. In a twinkling of an eye, the twins had been pushed to the side of Chen Rong.

Two twelve-year-old beautiful teenagers looked at Chen Rong with the same round and big eyes. In another five years, their memories of their parents were not as clear as they were in the past. Therefore, the twins looked at Chen Rong’s eyes and had some strangeness.

Looking at such a son, Chen Rong’s heart hurts. Her eyes shed tears and choked. Chen Rong gently and hoarsely called: "Hey, Ling." Trembling, she stretched out her hands. Each caressed one's head.

Feeling the gentleness of the mother, the two teenagers glanced at her at the same time and arched their heads into the arms of Chen Rong.

At this time, because she did not like her mother's tightness, Wang Hao, who was sleeping alone in the corner, her head stretched out of the bed. Her eyes were sloppy, and she looked curiously at the two brothers. Obviously, she did not understand. How can you be so coquettish?

The twins didn't notice the expression of their sister. They were squatting in Chen Rong's arms. They felt that the warmth was particularly comfortable and reassuring. The two slowly stopped their instigation and rested confidently on the body. .

Chen Rong left to look at the right and plugged in the nose. She whispered, "Hey, Linger, my mother is thinking of you."

She stretched her sleeves and wiped away the tears. For a moment, when I didn’t see the words that I thought of, I couldn’t say it in the throat.

Wang Ling Wang Ling is satisfied by the mother. They didn't care about the mother's sentimentality. There was a sentence in my words. "It's better to go out with the older brother." "The voice is a little smaller, beware that he hears and is annoyed." "What about annoyance? Call him a shaved face. "I don't want to." "Be careful, beware of the big brother listening, throwing us into those princes."

When the word "again" came out, the two teenagers did not know what to think of. The brush brushed a chill and stopped at the same time, but the pair of round eyes were still dripping, and they were aiming at the roof with great care.

At this moment, Wang Hao, whose eyes were turned straight, glanced at the small hand and held his chin. He was drilling out of the bedding and staring at their sister.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly accelerated, Chen Rong looked out, but Wang Hong rode on the horse, surrounded by family guards, and hurried toward the front.

This acceleration is very sudden, and there are quite a few uncles who are in the doldrums. Some of the reactions are rushing to catch up with the car, after all, it’s late for a while.

Seeing that the princes were getting farther and farther away, Wang Xuan quickly jumped into the carriage and put on a mask.

As soon as he entered the carriage, he looked at him with four pairs of sympathy. However, when Wang Xuan’s eyes came, the twins changed their faces at the fastest speed, and their eyes turned back to innocence.

Wang Xuan stared at the two men and looked at Chen Rong. He whispered, "Mother. Is it still hurting on my face?"

Chen Rong quickly shook his head. Now, in this carriage, there are four of her favorite children. She is full when she looks at them. Where do I remember the pain?

However, Chen Rong looked at Wang Xuan with anxiety and sighed: "My son, is it true that you go out every time?"

Wang Xuan said with a sullen face: "No, it has not appeared in Jiankang for half a year."

No wonder.

In the whispers of a few of the mother and the child, they entered Jiankang City in a blink of an eye.

Enter the city and settle in the palace. Like last time, Chen Rong lived in that courtyard.

After everything was properly arranged, Chen Rong was idle.

Wang Hong is busy with understanding the dynasty, and she has no time to accompany her. The three sons also have their own studies. The only daughter, who is wrapped up in a master of the government, must learn the greatest swordsmanship all day long.

Even the people who look down on her don't sway in front of her. It seems that the scene five years ago still makes a lot of people remember.

I am bored. Chen Rong became a normal woman. With a few unarmed guards, get ready to stroll around. Until the place where I lived when I was a girl, I went to the end.

Unconsciously, Chen Rong came to the Xishan Taoist Temple.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking at the mountain road where the old people came and went, Chen Rong couldn’t help but leave the idea.

At this time, there was a screaming voice behind him. Many of them were born in the Kang’s family. They had never seen the Hu people in their lives, nor had they experienced the wind and frost. Their faces, eyes, and voices all showed a kind of prosperity. It’s easy and innocent to be prosperous.

The soft and innocent Wu Yu soft language makes people feel relaxed when they hear it. Unconsciously, Chen Rong also smiles and looks back.

There are five or six girls coming. These girls don’t have a car. They all walk with silk hats and watch their clothes. It’s not like a monk’s home.

When I walked to Chen Rong, a fifteen-year-old aunt looked up at the top of the mountain and smiled. "Two sons and three sons, when they arrived at Jiankang, this Xishan Taoist Temple must come."

She blinked and said mysteriously: "Do you know, in this place, have you ever lived?" To the curious eyes of the partners, the aunt said: "Here, lived in the most For the first time, she was a woman of ordinary scholars and she became a great prince.

When I heard this, another delicate girl said disdainfully: "This is the case, and it is not worth the incense."

The aunt turned a blank eye and said, "What do you know? Right, have you heard of Wang Xuan?"

Wang Xuan?

When the name came out, five or six sons were bright at the same time. The delicate girl giggled: "Sister, you are talking about Wang Xuan? Of course I have heard of it. I heard that he is a genius, like a demon like a moon. It is a rare beauty in the past 100 years."

The aunt laughed and said: "That's it. Chen Arong, who once lived in the Xishan Taoist Temple and became a top-notch lady by the next-born scholar, is Wang Xuan's mother, the biological mother!"

In the eyes of the partners, the gentleman smiled and said: "Now I know, why is the incense here strong, and my sons are in groups?"