Mei Gongqing

At this point, there was a laugh next to him, and he said,\ "Qilong, Qilong, why are you nervous?\" ”

In his furious laughter, Wang Hong glanced back at him. This glance went away, the smile of the will immediately stopped, except that the throat from time to time emitted a strange ‘cuckoo’, like a grin endured a great deal of hardship.

At this point, there was a flat cry outside, "Girl? ”

Chen Rong listened in his ear. He turned his eyes to Wang Hongfu and said: "The servant called, Arong has to get out. ”

With a smile, Yingying squatted and blessed. She waited a while, and did not wait for Wang Hongdi to answer. She couldn't help but look up at him.

This look, she raised the glass, her eyebrows slightly restrained, the corner of her mouth smiled, so uncomfortable Wang Qilong, look at him like he didn't hear her please leave?

When Chen Rongwei was surprised, he glanced at her and withstood the muscles jumping and jumping on her face. Zhi, now she blinked, smiled and sat quietly back on the collapse, no longer mentioning leaving.

In this way, Wang Hong drank his wine quietly, Chen Yong looked at the pedestrians and scenery outside through the curtains, and Zhi looked at this, and looked at that, the 'cuckoo’ in his throat kept coming.

Outside, Ping Jiao shouted twice. Seeing Chen Yong did not answer, he retracted his head.

And the pedestrians, they keep going.

I don't know how long it's been since my mind left, and a ride of smoke approached me.

This was a royal escort who came to the carriage and whispered: “General Wan, General Wan is coming in this direction. ”

Val?

Chen Cheng raised his head.

Wang Hong slowly lowered his glass, his mouth slightly raised, and muttered softly: “Even if it was given to each other personally, there was a loss of courtesy.” Speaking to himself here, he called out: "Remove the wagon sign and follow me all the way. ”

“Yes.”

The knight outside ordered to leave.

At this time, Wang Hong turned his eyes to Chen Yong.

He obviously lost his mind, but at this time, his eyes are bright and he is in a relaxed state. Seriously, he can't speak of leisure. Where can I see a little shame?

Chen Yong glanced at him and retracted his gaze.

Wang Hong's orders were given, but they did not see a fork in the road until the sunset went west, and they did not find a chance to leave.

It's dinner time.

The escorts jumped out of the carriage and started camping for dinner. Wang Hong has also left.

Chen Yong jumped off the carriage and turned to Ping and others.

Ping Zheng was also looking for her. She saw Chen Rongquan looking down. Sang hurriedly drove the carriage closer to her and called out: "Girl, girl. ”

Chen Yong turned his head and saw them, smiling brightly.

She walked up to the carriage and opened the curtains and drilled in.

Ping Zheng was in the carriage. She saw Chen Rong look tired and said hastily: "Girl, the hot soup is cooked, do you want to take a bath? ”

Chen Rong lowered his head and glanced at his white clothes. He nodded.

Soon, the hot soup will be ready.

Chen Rong buried her face in the water and soaked it until she couldn't breathe, so she raised her head. At this time, she was rubbing her long hair, and she looked satisfied at the white, smooth skin of the splash flower, detailing her smiling, but invisibly rejecting the indifference a thousand miles away, and said with an open heart: “The more the old slave looked at the woman this day, the better. ”

She smiled and curled her eyebrows to the line, "My girl, at last, is no longer so sexy.” Because the whole sergeant is elegant and beautiful, Chen Zheng has such a sexually seductive body and face in the eyes of the world. In addition to the word 'May’, the word 'whoop’ should be added. Perhaps in the past, a girl like her was born with a feminine bone, but in this day and age, people would automatically add another slur to that feminine word. This does not seem to be enough to express the exclusion and stigmatization that comes from the subconscious.

Chen Cheng just smiled slightly at the flat joy.

She glanced at some of the clothes and suddenly said: "In the future, you won't have to prepare white clothes. ”

He flattened out and asked, "Why? ”

“Why?” Chen Yong remembered what Zhi said, smiling slowly and lowering his voice: “All obsession is obsessed. ”

This phrase is flat and not understood. She grinned and laughed: "Women don't like white clothes anymore, either. This hurried away, the old slave hasn't made white clothes for the girls yet. ”

At this point, Chen Yong interrupted her words, "When did you get in the carriage? ”

“Last night, we all fell asleep confused when we were talking. As soon as he woke up, Qilong's men came over, and they said that the girl had left and wanted us to hurry up. Oh, luckily, we're already ready. You can go if you want, otherwise it'll upset the royal family. ”

Nagging for a while, he flattened: "Girl, that's enough. ”

Chen Rong answered, under her service, dressed, stepped on the wooden shoes, and walked off the carriage.

She looked at her with dozens of eyes, gradually, more and more people watching her... It was Wang Hong, who sat under the tree and caressed his hands. At this time, it was also a sound, and he looked at her on the side.

At this time, Chen changed the set of light yellow with purple pattern, and the bottom line was the bird's clothing.

The pale yellow clothes reflected her bright face, bright and bright. She wore such a wet inky hair, red and white jade feet, treaded on wooden shoes, and walked slowly 'dazzled'. The whole person was delicate and bright.

The broad yellow robe, floating with the wind, with wide sleeves under her belt, lined her waist with a thin grip.

Looking at her, Zhi stretched his hand over his thigh and took another shot. He sighed: "What a beauty, Qilong, you are blessed. ”

He had just said this and immediately covered his mouth and said in vague terms: "Forget it, you have not dealt with her yet, she is not your woman. Ha ha.” I still couldn't help laughing.

In his noise, Wang Hong lifted his glass and sighed shallow, but still stared at Chen Yong.

Just then, a sound of horseshoes came.

The horseshoe rumbled and sounded dull, stirring up the smoke and dust for a long time.

Turning a blind eye, the horseshoe appeared behind Chen Yong.

As the horseshoe stopped, a heavy and murderous gait came behind Chen Yong.

Chen Zheng, walking, instinctively felt bad, she turned back.

This time, she turned to a pair of dark eyes, to a big step, to kill a heavily angry man.

This man, that's Valentine.

No wonder the people around him weren't shocked. Turns out Min only brought 10 guards, which is why he came at this moment. He just tied a knife between his waist and didn't bring his knife weapon.

Van Min calmed down his handsome face and walked over. Turning his eyes, he walked to Chen Cheng.

He stopped, lowered his head and stared at Chen Yong. He frowned slowly. He gazed up and down at her and opened his mouth. His voice was a little dull, "Go!” He held Chen Yong's arm and pulled her toward Wang Hong Dabao.

In order not to be dragged away by him, Chen Cheng had to speed up his steps.

Turning their eyes, they came to Wang Hong.

Just as Valentine approached, the surrounding footsteps sounded quietly, but the royal guards surrounded the area in silence.

Wang Hong slowly pushed up a few times.

He looked at Wan Min and looked at him deeply. He said softly: "Wang Hong is ashamed.” His clear and far-reaching eyes looked quietly at Renmin and continued: “Yes, the general and Ayung had no media... ”

He was telling Wan Min that his covenant with Chen Yong could only be said to have been handed down privately. The two had no media, no passage through elders. Therefore, even if he robbed Chen, it cannot be said that there is hatred between them for the taking of his wife.

Van Min repeatedly hummed.

He walked to Wang Hong's face.

Almost suddenly, just as he stepped forward, he pulled out the long knife in a loud voice, and then his right hand swept away. The blade was placed on Wang Hong's neck.

His movements were too sudden and surrounded by royal guards, although dense enough to keep the eyes of those around him out of sight. Although these guards are only five steps away from Wang Hong these days. However, the move was too sudden, and he finally got their hands on them without reacting.

The Cold Forest Blade was so attached to Wang Hong's neck, it reflected the light of the sunset, shining a dazzling death light.

The voices of the guards disappeared, and they stared instantly at Renmin, at the knife, behind the foreheads of many people, already sweating like rain.

Wan Min stared down at Wang Hong. Slowly, he moved the blade.

As he moved, his repressed low voice rose on all sides.

At this time, Wang Hongguan smiled. He looked quietly at Lin Min and said softly: “General, this is not nice. ”

Yet Van Min smiled low and low. This smile was dull, low and fatal.

He stared at Wang Hong and said coldly: “I can't believe that one day I will be humiliated by a taxi with the power of an unbound chicken! ”

He used the word "bully".

Wang Hong snorted and smiled silently. He ignored the blade on his neck. He lowered his head and took a slow sip of the glass... When he did this, Valentine's blade wouldn't go backwards. As a result, the sharp tip of the knife drew a shallow blood wound on his white skin, which was shallow but bloody. The blood bled so hard that he turned his eyes and stained his chest white.

Chan Yong stared at the blood flowing down his throat and slowly glanced. "General Wan. ”

She stood behind Min, looking at his great shore, once more familiar, and now a strange body, asked: “General Wan, do you want to take me back?” She smiled and mocked her voice. "Don't you think the general would like to marry me if Ayung lost herself? But then again, Aaron didn't want to. Of course, if the general killed Chen Wei, Aaron might consider it. ”

In her voice, there was more than mayhem, ridicule, and indifference, a complete indifference that ignored him.

Now, Min turns around. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)