Mei Gongqing

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He's so close!

Chen Zheng shrank reflexively and turned his eyes.

This time, she looked at countless pairs of bright, burning eyes, as well as the girls' glaring, hateful eyes.

In his busy schedule, Chen Yong had not forgotten to turn to that item.

At this moment, Zhang Xiang is looking at her and Wang Hong. In his eyes, there is a hidden praise. This is a tribute to seeing talented people.

Chen Rong's heart Gordon: The gentleman in the world, in her cold capacity, has been tarnished with fame, can you not mind, only the stranger named Zhang Xiang is in front of him. Though she forgot her face as soon as she glanced at him, even though she might just be joking, but she has to try again, right?

Thinking of this, Chen Rong turned his head and stared at Wang Hong.

Wang Hongzheng looked at her with a shallow smile. Unconsciously, his wagon and her wagon had been in the front row. She was not far from him.

Looking at Wang Hong, Chen Rong blessed himself in the carriage and said in a clear and respectful manner: “Lao Qilong asked, Ayung was healthy and had two bowls of rice at noon. ”

When her voice dropped, a woman couldn't wait to laugh: “I told you, Qilong had something to ask her, he wasn't close to her. ”

Like the girl, her eyes flashed and nervous all around her, relaxed.

Chen Yong was very satisfied with the statement. She turned around and looked at Wang Hong again.

Again, she smiled at him like she wasn't smiling, like tender, like a mocking look.

With this look in his eyes, Chen Yong dodged. She lowered her head, right in the carriage, blessed him in a hurry, and turned to Sang Jing: “Go, go. ”

The carriage is moving.

Chen Rong's carriage entered the Nanyang Wang Palace smoothly.

Long convoys ahead, followed by convoys. Chen Zheng weighed the blue stone plate road and forced himself not to turn back.

This bluestone road is not wide enough to accommodate only two carriages in parallel. When Chen Yong focused on the front, her ears were raised, she heard and listened, and she didn't hear the familiar voice. When she was about to pull down the curtain, her eyes caught the carriage that was parallel to herself - isn't that Wang Hong? God, how did he get out of the siege so quickly to keep up?

When Chen Rong opened his eyes and swept to Wang Hong's carriage, this handsome and distant man approached her again with a smile.

He looked at her and smiled softly.

It's a gentle way to drown people. Chen Yong's heart jumped sharply, but only once, she turned her head decisively and pulled her hand toward the curtain. She just made this move, and it was like a fountain, and it was so beautiful, and it was so relaxing, "It was so clear... Ching Ching, meet Ruyi Shaolong, his eyes are burning, and so are the real thieves. Are you trying to make love again? But this old man of mine, he threw it away? ”

Speaking of which, he said in a shadow: "Such a harsh heart! ”

Chen Yong's movement toward the curtain was stiff.

Her smiling mouth was also stiff.

She's stuck.

After a while, Chen Rong moved. She turned her head stiffly to look at him. When she looked at him in the dark, her clear face flashed with guilt and a wolf.

This is how Wang Hong said it gently, even if he spoke ill. But the weight is not light at all.

His words, which clearly denounced her that day, were too hypocritical to say that he loved her... But his voice was too beautiful, his eyes were too spectacular, for a moment, Chen Cheng's heart poured out, only infinite guilt.

Turning his eyes, the shame swept away. Chen Long stared at his white coat, stared at the complex and beautiful coat, and whispered back: “You, you can't marry me! ”

Quiet. Quiet.

Not long later, Wang Hong's low and tempting voice came, “How can I not marry Ching Ching without trying? ”

As soon as that was said, Chen Ronghui raised his head in a whisper.

She stared at him, and she didn't know that her eyes were so bright and starry at the moment.

Just turned his eyes, the eyes dimmed, Chen Zheng lowered his head, let the broken hair blow through his eyes by the cold wind, “Is it useful to work hard?” In her voice there was a broken soul, a dream, a broken bowel and bitterness. Her eyes were wide and wet, just staring at his white coat, bitterly, and slowly said: "Too much luxury is crumbling... Efforts will not work. ”

Wang Hongyi is rigid. The clouds were always light and the smiling eyes suddenly lagged behind. He stared at Chen Yong and locked her eyes.

Chen Yong didn't look at her. After she finished her sentence, she sucked on her nose. She first shrunk back into the carriage and pulled down the curtain.

The carriage continues forward.

This time, after a long time, Wang Hong's voice was not heard.

When her wagon stopped in the square, Chen Rong walked off the wagon with Shanxi's support, he looked around and found that Wang Hong's wagon was not around, especially as for his people, he could not see.

When Chen Rong entered the hall, inside and outside the hall, it was already trendy, a fresh figure of clothes, a burst of intoxicating scent, and a wide sleeve of robes.

Everywhere was the scene of the wind, it arrived with a sense of decency and did not attract anyone's attention.

She also lowered her head and walked quietly along the corner.

The lights are bright in the palace, and the banjo array. Chen Yong only glanced and saw the Chen family sitting in the third row. There, besides Chen Gongju, there are also Chen Yuanzhen and others, as for the women, there is not one.

Chen Yong quickly walked two steps and sat on the last few landslides near the corner.

Chen Yong just sat down and a servant came over and said to her: "Ah Yong, come here for a moment. ”

Chen Rong stood up and followed him.

The servant came straight to Chan Gongju and offered a gift. Without waiting for him to say anything, Chan Gongju turned to Chen Yong. "Ah Yong? Sit by my side. ”

“Yes.”

Chen Yong slowly sat down.

As soon as she sat down, the girls walked up and put a screen around her.

At this moment, everyone calmed down while turning to the palace door.

Chen Zheng's image is blurred because it runs across the screen. Forgive me, she only recognized it at a glance. The long figure of the white jacket, Sheng Xue, is not exactly Wang Hong. He is walking with Wang Yi.

Just as Wang Hong and Wang Yi entered the palace, the inner palace door was also a hustle and bustle. Only the obese Nanyang king was seen, embraced by the staff and Ji concubine, and slowly came.

Everyone looked at Wang Nanyang and turned around at the same time. They continued to look at Wang Hong and Wang Yi. Of course, there are more nobles in the palace who have not even turned their heads, nor have they ever glanced at the King of Nanyang.

Seeing, Nanyang Wang Haha smiled. He gasped and approached Wang Hong. He gabbed: "Qilong is like a national peony. Everywhere you go, there is no color left. ”

His metaphor is quite uncanny. Therefore, after saying one sentence, in addition to the audacious laughter of the staff behind him, Wang Hong just pulled the corner of his mouth, right to make a laugh. As for Wang Yi, it didn't even lift his eyes, so he crossed the Nanyang Wang and walked towards his own collapse.

Wang Hong Wang Yi's collapse is the front row of the Chen Mansion. Because King Nanyang likes to represent his people, the first row of collapse is left to him.

Wang Yi Dalai sat on the collapsed few times, lifted the glass, and it was a pour.

At this time, Chen Yong's eyes were dark.

The white figure sat right in front of her.

Across the screen. Chen Rong glanced at the shadow quietly and lowered his head. Her hands were twisting each other, and what Wang Hong had just said sounded in her ear over and over again. ‘Bye very clearly... Ching Ching, meet Ruyi Shaolong, his eyes are burning, and so are the real thieves. Are you trying to make love again? But this old man of mine, he threw it away? ”“ How do I know I can't marry Ching Ching without trying? "”

Ten fingers twisted and twisted, I don't know how long it took before Chen Cheng took a breath. He thought: Ayung, what are you thinking? Don't forget, Luang Wang Qi, who is he? Didn't Chen Qi say that? Even the royal princess, two of whom had committed sympathy for him. Can you get down before you get his men all figured out? Can you afford to lose?

So much for asking yourself, Chen Yongxin was determined. Just looking at the white figure in front of him, smelling his fresh breath, her beating heart, still in a soft mess.

At this time, King Nanyang also sat on the Lord's Collapse.

As soon as he sat down, he held a jade glass and drank a sip of wine, and then crossed his mouth and bit a large chunk of fat from a beauty.

As he chewed and swallowed, King Nanyang waved his hand and said vaguely: "We all said to celebrate the snow and thank God with the beautiful song and dance. Grandma, for this feast, you can play with yourselves. I have plenty of beer. I have plenty of beauty, and I have plenty of backyard. Anyone who wants to see it, take it, any palace, can have fun. ”

Speaking of which, he probably thought his words were interesting. He grinned with his big, oily mouth and grinned with his yellow teeth.

The laughter of the Nanyang King together caused the accompanying laughter in the palace.

At this point, Chen Yong heard Wang Yi in front of him, frowned impatiently and said: “It's disgusting. ”

Wang Yi said this, turning his head to Wang Hong, asked: "Xiaoqi, Nanyang city is really unkind, as soon as spring, I will leave, will you go with me? ”

Wang Hong is leaving?

Chen looked down and raised her head, through the screen. She looked at the man with her eyes open, her ears wide open and even her breathing was suppressed.

Under Wang Yidi's stare, Wang Hong leaned back and approached Chen Cheng. He staggered his hands in front of his stomach and smiled shallow: "Leave Nanyang? Not necessarily.” When Chen Rong was nervous and sweating his forehead, his handsome face looked slightly toward her, and also toward the aisle. He smiled slowly and said softly: “But there is one person I have to take with me.” (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)