Mei Gongqing

It’s really hard to get stuck in the eyes of such a pair of mice. Chen Rong raised his right hand and put on the gauze hat that was taken in the carriage. He strode to the carriage that was driving out.

Until Chen Rong got on the carriage, Xu’s eyes were removed, and he said to the driver: "Let's go."

"Yes."

The Nanyang Wangfu was really big. The carriage was winding around, and after more than half an hour, there was a cry outside. "It’s here."

The curtain of the car swayed, and the young prostitute reached out to help Chen Rong.

Chen Rong took a carriage and looked around. This is a small, small building that is completely isolated from the back of the house. Looking at the people coming and going, Chen Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The eyes of Xu’s aides have been falling on her. When he saw him, he smiled and revealed a yellowish tooth. “It seems that Chen’s Arong doesn’t trust the lord very much.” The tone is extremely yin and yang.

Chen Rong walked forward and did not return. "If you want others to believe, you need to be deceived."

The tone was very hard, and it was so hard that the surname was shocked. He thought that Chen Rong would be confused because he had offended himself and Nanyang Wang. Where do you know that this girl is not afraid of offending?

Sure enough, the temper is horrible.

Chen Rong has just stepped out of ten steps. The convenience is a familiar laughter. In a blink of an eye, Chen Yuan and several Chen Shishi figures walked out of the main hall and appeared in front of Chen Rong.

Looking at them, Chen Rong stopped.

Chen Yuan smiled and smiled. When he saw Chen Rong in his eyes, he stepped forward and showed a gentle smile. "Arong is coming?"

"Yes." After Chen Rong responded, he looked up at him. "Where is the uncle going?"

She licked her lips, and the tears in her eyes were full of tears, but her tone was aggressive. "Is it impossible to do it, my uncle will put my last married little son in Nanyang House and leave on his own?"

Chen Yuan is a stiff.

In a blink of an eye, he frowned and yelled: "What is Ghost? What is it? You heard that you are on the road to the south, and you have a good understanding. You are willing to call you to ask about the war. What a glory?" Your little sister is too ignorant."

Chen Rongwen said that he was blessed by him, but he said stubbornly: "Arong only knows that I am a late-married little girl. It is not appropriate to be in the palace of the king.

"Is it wrong?" Chen Yuan smiled slyly and wanted to say something, but he quickly closed his mouth.

He long sleeved and yelled impatiently: "Okay, Wang Ye will wait impatiently, go ahead."

After that, I don’t wait for Chen Rong to speak again. I have stopped and hurriedly left.

Chen Rong looked at his back and did not move.

At this time, the two prostitutes leaned on Chen Rong. Before waiting for them to speak, Chen Rong had lowered his head and continued to move forward.

Xu’s aide took them to the west and entered the temple from the side door next to a small pond.

After walking through a few temples, Chen Rong’s eyes appeared in the main hall. Not yet close, a burst of scent but scented, accompanied by a scent, and a low-pitched old man's laughter.

Xu’s aussie was already full of faces, and his gaze on Chen Rong’s eyes was also recovered. “Go in, Wang Ye is inside.”

Chen Rong turned over and bowed to the curtain of the Xu surname. He said in a clear voice: "Wang Ye asked, please let me be in the curtain."

Xu’s aussie frowned. He yelled at Chen Rong and said, “How much is this little girl?” He turned to the left and right and shouted: “Take her in. Oh!”

Two rumors, one left and one right stood on the side of Chen Rong, and after staring at her, she stared at her.

Chen Rong was already sullen at this moment. She said uncomfortably: "Nanyang Wangfu, is it so ignorant?"

The surname of the surname was very impatient. He said coldly: "When the squad is ruined, the prince will not know the number of rites, but it will be ridiculous. How dare you as a girl?"

When he said it in one sentence, he was satisfied to see Chen Rongzhen on the spot, and his face was scared.

At the moment, he smiled and even reached out and sneaked a touch on her pretty buttocks. He said, "Go in, it’s not good to be so stubborn, it will force the man to move thick." Then, she reached out and pushed her on Chen Rong’s back and forced her into the temple.

In the hall, four layers of tulle-like credits drifted in the wind, and in the incense burner at the corner of the temple, the dragon scented scent rose.

Chen Rong looked up and looked in the direction of the main collapse.

Sure enough, a 50-year-old obese old man, Lai Lai’s open legs, was sitting on his knees, leaning against him, leaning against a beautiful woman.

Chen Rongchao looked around and finally looked at the corner of the right side and saw a small plaque written on the desk.

She thought about it, and did not use the prostitutes to urge me again. She went out a few steps and blessed her blessings. She called: "Ance Chen has seen the prince."

"Chen Arong? Hehe, come over and come over."

Nanyang Wang pushed away the two beautiful people around him and turned his head. The silk eyes hidden behind the fat meat could not wait to see Chen Rong.

Under the sleeves, Chen Rong's hands twitched each other. She tightened her lips and took a step forward.

Just then, two figures entered from the temple door.

It is two scholars who hold a thick book. The two men’s robes have large sleeves and the face is very serious.

Chen Rong’s heart is loose.

The two scholars strode over Chen Rong and sat down in front of Nanyang Wang. The man on the left pointed to a few of the Tablets and said: "Wang Ye, this is the strategy of Lang Jun to Hu."

"let it go."

Another scholar opened a stack of scripts, traced the brush in the Shuochi, and turned to Chen Rongwang. "But Chen's younger son?"

"Yes."

Chen Ronggong paid a respectful ceremony.

"Come on, bring the girl a few screens and screens."

"Yes."

The Nassman glanced at Chen Rong with a blank expression and said, "Please sit down."

"Yes."

Chen Rong stepped, and he sat down on a few curtains with a curtain and a screen.

When she sat down, her heart was still secretly Nahan: Isn’t Nanyang Wang really coming to fight against Hu’s affairs?