Mei Gongqing

Upper Chen Rong's indifferent expression was almost frivolous. Slowly, Wang Hong's eyes glanced. He smiled gently, gently touched Chen Rong's lips and touched it. He approached her and lowered his voice: “Ah Rong doesn't know me... I'm a man who never likes being forced.” He looked at her gently, his voice was very light, like a spring breeze over his heart, “looking at Ayung, I was more pleased, what can I do? ”

He looked at her with emotion and gently pressed his index finger against her lips, turning back to the collapse.

Soon, the music sounded softly.

At this time, the golden light of the sunset stained his eyebrows, the evening breeze swept over the floating white clothes, and the large piece of blood on his chest was astonishing, but he didn't care if it was movement, expression, or so calm and elegant, it was the sound of the qin, and it was as far away as ever.

Slowly, Chan Yong lowered her eyes, and she pulled the corner of her mouth and walked towards her carriage.

Just a step forward, a royal princess came over, and she turned to Chen Yongfu and whispered: “Ladies, please allow me to clothe you. ”

Chen Jung stopped and nodded.

Before she walked up, she put a white dress on Chan's face, then untied her hair, brushed it slightly twice, held it up again, and wiped the dirt off her face with a towel.

However, a minute ago, Chen rolled two rolls of face on the ground. It was completely new and clean.

From the corner of his eyes, Chen Yongzheng to two daughters knelt beside Wang Hong and wrapped the wound around him.

When Chen Rong walked again, the royal guards surrounding her and Wang Hong began to disperse. In a flash, scattered around, curiously brushing his gaze at this place.

In these eyes, Chen Yong walked toward his carriage. Ping Zheng was staying by the carriage. When she saw Chen Rong approaching, she hurried to greet him. She looked at the white clothes on Chen Rong's body and looked at her again. She asked carefully: "Woman, did General Qian just arrive? ”

Chen Yong did not respond to her. She climbed onto the wagon. Soon, her command came from behind the wagon, “Pfft, comb for me. ”

“Yes.”

It's late at night.

The moon washes and the clouds come and go like cotton.

Early the next morning, a maiden's voice came out, "Can the girl? ”

“'Yes,' replied Ping. ”

The maid laughed: "Long Jun has been waiting for her for a long time. ”

“Yes.” Ping answered in a hurry and joy, urging Chen Rong: “Girl? ”

Chen Rong lifted the curtain, and she looked at the maid. “Please tell Lang Jun that Ayung is not feeling well and will not pass today. ”

When she had just finished her remarks, the maid smiled in disguise, and she was happy to say: "My lord anticipated that the girl would be unwell. He asked the maid to tell the girl that the good doctor was ready. If the girl could not walk, he would ask the escort to come and invite her. ”

The escort will come to meet you? Isn't that coercion? Chen Rongguan smiled and said: "Why labor guard? Lang Jun He Shu also, he insisted on going to Ayung, Ayung dared not to refuse. ”

She jumped out of the carriage, and in the girl's gazed eyes, she opened her arms with a smile and shook her wide sleeves. "Look, when I heard your husband's invitation, Ayung's discomfort was gone. ”

The girl is still staring at Chen Yung.

At this time, however, Chen Rong had stepped on the wooden shoes and walked towards Wang Hong's carriage. At this time, the morning breeze was very good, Chen Rong walked forward, and the slim waist and buttocks showcased an inspiring demonic shadow on her back.

The girl looked at her and couldn't help but laugh: “Do women seem to be different from other women?” It was obvious and vulgar, but her behavior and smile made her feel comfortable.

Chen Yong ignored it.

Not long ago, she came to Wang Hong's carriage.

His eyes glanced, and the man, Junyi Qinghua, such as Silver Moon, was sitting on the collapse and looking at a book.

Chen Rong glanced at him and slowly climbed onto the carriage.

She just sat down and Wang Hong said softly: “Let's go. ”

“Yes.”

The wheels roll, the smoke soars slightly, and the convoy starts moving.

Chen Rong looked at Wang Hong again. Today he's wearing a turtleneck white dress. The collar is made of pale gold silk thread embroidered with the wings of a phoenix and lined with the finest grace of all.

Look at him, his eyebrows are slightly restrained, his mouth is softened, his smile is hidden, how can he look like a wounded man?

Looking at him, Chen Zheng retracted his eyes.

At this time, Wang Hong smiled softly on one side, “Ahrong is well, I think there is no need for a doctor. ”

This laugh is gentle and gentle, but Chen's face is ridiculous.

Chen Rong blinked and said softly; “As soon as Rong heard that Lang was sending an escort, how dare you get upset? ”

She was sarcastic that he was blackmailing himself.

Wang Hong lowered his laugh.

He raised his head slowly.

He crooked his head and swayed his hair in front of his eyes. With a smile, Wang Hong said softly: "Ayung. ”

Chen Yong looked up at him.

Wang Hong smiled low at Chen's faint expression: “Now Ayung is even touching. ”

Listening to his tone, looking at his face, it seems that yesterday's conflict, yesterday's manifestations of Chen's face, are just changing the way to please him, just changing his name to attract his attention?

Chen Rongzheng glanced at her lips, and she turned her head decisively to look out of the carriage.

As soon as she turned her head, Wang Hong stopped speaking. Chen Yong glanced at him and saw how many books he was writing. He didn't know what he was writing?

At this point, a carriage approached.

The wagon stopped right after approaching Wang Hong's wagon, and then Zhi and Huanjiulong were taken out of the wagon by the maiden. They stepped onto Wang Hong's carriage, which stopped automatically, and sat on the collapse of the other side of Wang Hong.

As soon as they sat down, Zhi emitted a strange laugh from his throat. He laughed and said to Xin Jiulong on one side: "Jiulong was not here yesterday, unfortunately, unfortunately, too bad. ”

Speaking of this, he leaned forward and looked carefully at Wang Hong's neck. “Hmm, so sunny, why is Qilong wearing this gown? What's wrong with your neck? ”

Wang Hong looked up at him and continued to look down at the book.

On the other hand, he said in his sharp voice: "Stop laughing, the world is cold, all the men and women are deserving of respect. ”

Say it, Huan Jiulong stood up, he turned to Wang Hong deep, then to Chen Cheng, also towards her deep.

When he did this, he looked really serious and respectful.

Hao Jiulong has not sat down yet, next to the Zhi, can no longer make his own loud laugh.

That's when Wang Hong said, “Somebody. ”

An escort approached and called out: "Lang Jun? ”

Wang Hong locked his eyes on the book and didn't lift his head. "Drive these two off the carriage. ”

As soon as the order was given, the guards outside did not want to respond either: "Yes. ”

This is the word out, Zhilian shook his head, wow strange shouting, “No need to rush, let's go ourselves, go ourselves.” Weird shouted and laughed. They didn't even sit still, so they jumped off the carriage in fear and ran away.

Even though they were far away, the laughter kept coming.

Wang Hong slowly frowned.

He put away his book and turned to a guard and drank: "Cut the horse! ”

By a single order, the guard Rin replied: "Yes. ”

After that, the guard pulled out his waist knife and rushed towards the carriage in which Shi and Jiuro were sitting.

At this moment, the laughter coming from the carriage has attracted a lot of attention. These men saw the guard rushing like a cyclone and shouted.

The crowd shouted and shook up the chariot, and now he stretched his head out.

When he lifted his eyes, he hooked up to the sword guarding Cold Forest. Now Zhi shouted, hurrying to shrink his head, screaming: “Oh, woe! ”

Zhiyi shouted, Xuanjiulong also extended his head. So, in the strange scream of zhi, in the sudden drunkenness of Han Jiulong, the guard rushed past, and as he passed the carriage, the cold knife in his hand fell like lightning!

“Wow -" the blood rose and the running horse fell on the ground. At this point, the carriage still moves with inertia.

At the moment, several guards of the jiajia and Huanjia rushed in. A dozen hands reached out simultaneously to stabilize the forward chariot.

In the carriage, the spirit still screams, and the sick and weak Kushiro screams with his hands pressing his chest.

In this kind of liveliness, the Royal Guardian stopped running and explained in a serious way to the curious eyes: "The horse is sick, in order to prevent the disease from infecting the horses, someone had to use this hot hand. ”

Come on, he raced near the wagon of zhi, pulled his head together, and shouted at the two people inside and said bitterly: “You two know that my family is unhappy, you have to move a knife on his wound, is this going to hurt?” Speaking of which, he lowered his voice: “As Lang Jun just said, he and his two brothers are brothers, who take it upon themselves to suffer and suffer... If you two are happy, try to be louder. ”

One word spit out, the two of them immediately became silent.

After a day of walking, there was finally a fork ahead. When the escorts came to ask for instructions, Wang Hong asked to leave the large team.

So more than a dozen carriages, protected by 500 guards, went down that fork.

Of course, Ping and others are among them.

Gradually, Nanyang City has become further away.

Chen Rong lifted the curtain and looked in the direction of Nanyang City. He said in a dark way: Nanyang City had never fallen into the hands of Hu in previous life, and I wish it would be the same in this life... Not just in Nanyang City, but in her servants and estate stores. And because Jiankang is a stranger place than Nanyang City.

Turn around, five days have passed.

On this day, the weather was good, and the sun warmed up in the winter. Looking at the shallow green spot on the loess road that the carriage was passing through, Chen Rong said softly: “Spring is coming. ”

She turned around and looked at Nanyang City again. Suddenly she said to Wang Hong: "Qilong, there is no fireworks in Nanyang City so far. Then Murong wanted to give up the siege? ”

Leaning on the collapse, he looked at Wang Hong in his spare time. He lifted his eyes and replied softly: “He's long gone. ”

Chen Jung relaxed and turned, she said softly: "I want to come.” How could he have left so silently, acting as Wang Hongdi? What, he'll set it up before he leaves, and it'll make Murong have to leave the army.

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