Mei Gongqing

Chen Rong knows that there is no way to explain her thoughts with these people, and she doesn't want to explain them.

She slowly pushed away the flat edge and slowly walked inside.

In the courtyard, the servants stood in a row. They looked at Chen Cheng openly, and their eyes could not say whether it was sadness or relaxation.

In any case, Chen Rong became a crown. For those of them who depended on Chen Rong, there was no harm. Not only was there no harm, but the crown sealed by His Majesty was safe for the rest of his life. That is for sure. At last, they no longer have to suffer from subversive displacement and suffer from hunger and uncertainty.

Chen Rong walked up to them and smiled softly. "Gentlemen, we are at peace. ”

She glanced at the two sad monks and laughed: “As soon as His Majesty's holy decree arrives, we will move to the West Mountains. Well, there's something to prepare, and you can get started. ”

Thinking about it, she turned to Ping Jin and said, "Ping, prepare a robe right away. I have to thank the loved ones of this world and help my friends. ”

After a while, Ping shrugged and nodded.

This robe was made by flat swallowing and took only one day.

Early in the morning, Chen Rong combed his hair up and tied it into a bandage, then put on this light yellow robe.

The robe was large and loose, worn on her, and she couldn't hide her beautiful figure. Flat his face, looking at Chen Yong's irresistible beauty, looking at this indelible wind and fluid state, from which sadness came, another burst of tears.

Chen Yong ignored her.

She turned her head and looked at herself in the bronze mirror. Slowly, she frowned and mumbled: "Still vulgar. ”

Indeed, she was suited to this vulgar bright colour, as soon as she attacked the light yellow gown, still so gorgeous in the bronze mirror, still with the wind that kept men out of sight. Especially since the robe was wide and floating, she looked more like a willow.

However, Chen Rong didn't pay much attention. There are many beautiful women in this building. She is nothing.

Chen Yong retracted his eyes and said softly to Ping: “This is it, what's the use of crying? Don't cry.” She said as she walked out.

Outside the door, the carriage is ready.

Chen Rong boarded the carriage and said softly: "Go to your home. ”

“Yes.”

The carriage slows down.

As Chen Rong's carriage drove out of the gate, the side door on both sides of the alley stretched out more than a dozen heads. The servants of these small and medium-sized families, one by one, stretched their heads and curiously talked.

The carriage drove across the alley and into the street.

In spring, the willow tree planted on the road, when you look closely, you can see the little green bud, the passing pedestrians, the clothes have been thinned.

Gradually, Chen Rong's carriage entered the alley where the Chen family was located. The people in this alley, divided into groups, are the best in the world. Each Jumen compound covers hundreds of acres, and from the walls, the houses are stacked on top of each other, and the sun is shining.

Yes, it is Cangsang. Now Chen Cheng sees these rich places, the flourishing places, somehow, will always think about it, and he doesn't know how many blood tears this Gao Meng Huadili buried.

Home is here.

Sang Pao stopped. He was about to open the door to the guard. The side door had been opened. The guard nodded towards Sang Pao and said: “Is it Aunt Ayung? Come in. Come in.” As he said, he raised his head and looked into the carriage.

Shannon thanked him and drove the carriage towards the courtyard.

This time, however, Chen Rongbai obviously came, Chen Gong was absent, and Chen Zifang and others were absent. When asked, there was no one to visit.

When Sang-chun came out of the carriage, he asked, "Girl, which way to go next? ”

After a while, in the carriage, Chen Rong whispered, "Go to the Wang family. Whether relocating from Pingcheng to Nanyang, or relocating from Nanyang to Jiankang, I have accepted their grace. ”

Sang Jiao was stunned and exclaimed: "Wang Wang? Girl, how are we supposed to get in there with a door like that? Definitely won't let go. ”

Chen Rong smiled and said slowly: “They won't let go, we won't go in. Coming here today is just a matter of courtesy. ”

“Girls make sense. ”

Carriage forward.

This time the carriage is moving in the direction of the world's famous Uchi Lane. It's a century-old wind, and it's all about getting in and out, and there's no place for Bai Ding.

Therefore, the closer you get, the slower the drive, the more Chan looks at the curtain and sees only the sweat stains on his back neck.

Looks like he's under a lot of pressure just to visit.

Uchi Lane, which has always been a picturesque spot, crosses two rivers on the left and right sides, and a winding green mountain sits behind Jumen Huadi.

A mile away from Uchi Lane, in front of the fashionable eyes, a bright green, shallow river emerged. Weiqing Mountain reflected in the river, the coastal carriage was lining up, people were not close enough to smell the scented nose, the sound of the chencer.

Chen Yong passed through the curtain and just glanced at it and said softly: "Go ahead, Wang Hongwang Qilong is there. The same goes for thanking him here. ”

Sang Zheng raised his head and opened his eyes to surprise. “I can't see clearly, so many Chinese clothing children, how did the woman recognize Wang Qi? ”

Do you still have to see this? No matter how many people are separated, no matter how far away they are, she can clearly see if the person is there. Though there are hundreds of millions of people in this world, there is only one!

After two generations, she knew that this was sin and that great efforts were needed to break free from it.

Sang-chun also approached by horse carriage just to say a few words.

Soon, a loud and cold voice came, “Which one? ”

Sang-hoo smiled and was about to reply. The voice suddenly slowed down. “So it's Chen Fu's little aunt who asked for the crown? Let's go. Let's go. ”

“Thank you. Thank you. ”

The carriage continued to drive inside in the shanty of thanksgiving.

Another while later, the carriage stopped and the sound of the sound came, "Here we are. Ah, there really are Qilong, girl, not only Qilong is there, but also Jiulong and others, huh? ”

Chen Yong heard that the curtains had been lifted.

Already when her carriage arrived, she swam around, laid satin on the ground, and the young boys who were singing alcoholic songs calmed down. And it was just a moment, and people looked away.

unwittingly, his eyes couldn't help but shine. He stabbed at the white boy who was quietly drinking wine beside him and whispered: “Who are you looking at? ”

The white boy slowly raised his head.

Just a glance and his eyes squeezed slowly.

Slowly, he straightened his back and instantly looked at the nearer carriage.

On one side, aspiring to see him like this, gagged up, now, aspiring to sigh, looking up at the sky, shook his head and said: “Beautiful beauty, I don't know for the rains of twilight to the clouds... Hey hey, it's beautiful like a plum blossom, the winter fragrance, this sleepover is particularly aromatic, but the beautiful man is taken in by Aunt Chun... Hey, beautiful love, beautiful love. ”

He shook his head and sang, but the slower the voice, according to custom, this guy around him wouldn't let himself talk so much. Why is it so quiet today?

30224; turn your head.

When he turned his head, he stood up against the white boy, walking forward. Look at him like that. How come he didn't hear a word of the sarcasm?

Wang Hong slowly walked towards Chen Rong's carriage.

His movements were gentle, elegant, and his expression calm as water.

Chen Yong slowly lifted the curtains.

She turned her eyes and looked at the river.

At this point, she caught the corner of her eyes, so the man stood near her left, just ten steps away from her!

Chen Rong turned his head.

Beautiful teenager in white and snow, with her hands in her arms, stared quietly at her. His eyes were still clear and his face was still bright.

He just locked his eyes in her face, too quiet.

Chan Rong smiled brilliantly when his eyes were facing each other.

A smile blossomed like a spring flower.

Smiling like a flower, Chen Rong was in the carriage, facing Wang Hongying Ying-fu. She drowned her eyebrows and whispered softly: “Is the man well? Ayung is about to leave this red dust. When he left, he came to see Lang Jun deliberately. Say thank you for all the past. ”

She smiled softly and spoke lightly.

Wang Hong slowly walked towards her.

He walked very slowly, very slowly, at an incredibly elegant pace, like a leopard in search of food, in elegance, under immense tension.

In the blink of an eye, he walked outside Chen Rong's carriage.

He was only one step away from her when he stopped.

Her eyes stared at her quietly, staring at her, slowly, slowly, Wang Hong smiled softly.

This smile was different. Chen Jung couldn't help but look at him in surprise.

The beautiful teenager in white snow looked at her with a gentle smile, and slowly, he reached out his long, white hand, resting carelessly on the window of the car, beside her little hand.

He looked at the little snow-white pink hand, raised his head, swept across her gorgeous little face, and then looked at her tall tits, which could not be covered by the robe.

Slowly, his mouth flashed.

Almost suddenly, his handsome face was wide open and his eyes didn't instantly stare at Chen Yong, holding his voice and saying: “Ayung is already from outside, can you have a sermon? Shall I call you Rhyme Chan? ”

He asked Chen Yong, but his voice was not small. He stared at Chen Yong with a smile, but he was also a little cold.

Chen Rong blinked, still a little confused, several teenagers had laughed: “Chen Rhyme? If you're out of the house, why do you have to name Chen again? I think his last name is Hiro. ”

As soon as the words came out, Wang Hong took a bath. His smile was splendid and his snowy teeth swayed, leaving Chan to avoid his eyes.

Turning his eyes, Wang Hong's smile was finished. The expression on his face also turned back to his usual tenderness. He slowed down and said: “Hiroko? That's a good name. Archie, give it to His Majesty. Your Majesty is a little confused, you remember to say it more than once. ”

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