Mei Gongqing

However, Wang Hong pulled down the curtain. The curtain swayed, and he was dumb and springy, coming from the carriage, "A new maiden, extremely beautiful, couldn't help but... I also ask His Majesty's forgiveness.” In his voice, there was a strong breath.

Everyone out there is a mess.

One time, Your Majesty, or King In, give it a rest. And the delicate girl, biting her lips, cried.

He stayed for a long time, almost suddenly, and the laughter came out loud.

When he saw the young emperor's eyes shining brightly, he stretched out his hand on the carriage and slapped him back and forth. Because he laughed so cheerfully, he even laughed out tears.

The juvenile King Ren was laughing at this moment. “Good for you, Wang Qi! All right, you bastard! I can't believe I'm walking in this carriage with all this happiness, haha. ”

Most of Smurfs' children are more lewd and proud in their private lives. Wang Hong's words, whether in King Jen or several other youth, were insatiable, and he had always found a known sense of satisfaction.

As they laughed, Wang Hong's mute voice came, "Let's go. ”

As soon as the guards responded, the horses moved forward.

As soon as the carriage moved, everyone brushed against the young emperor. The emperor was laughing, his hands slapped, and he said: “Let go, I already knew that Lao Wang Qi is so clean. This, after happiness, you must rush back to the house to bathe and change clothes, right? Ha-ha-ha. ”

In his laughter, the carriage went away.

One person has been staring at Wang Hong's convoy. He has been preparing to intervene several times. The helpless emperor is laughing. The two kings are also having a good time, so he has never found a chance.

Until the emperor's laughter stopped, he found the opportunity to come forward and said softly: "Your Majesty, it was not the direction of the royal palace that Wang Qi went to... His Majesty, he is looking to the west mountain road. ”

West Mountain Road View? When the emperor opened his eyes, he blinked twice and suddenly lowered his voice. Ho Ho laughed: “Is this a happy thing Wang Qi wants to do in front of Sanqing Daozhu? ”

The man didn't expect the emperor to associate so much, he had to blink and stand there.

In Wang's carriage was close to the emperor. At this moment, he is still looking in the direction of Wang Hing. Looking at him, he suddenly snapped and laughed: “I didn't think of it. I didn't think of it... ”

By his side, a young man similar to him was shaking his head, and he sneered: “So was King Lang Qi. Hmm, see how the morally corrupt people blamed us. ”

The young emperor kept laughing, because he laughed so cheerfully, the tears could not stop. "Wang Qi is good, Wang Qi is very good! Granny, this Wang Qi is truly a middleman in my life. He acts slutty and happy when he wants to be happy. Grandma's, okay, okay, this is my idea! ”

He laughed and screamed.

Next to the prince behind him, his mouth was open and open, and open and open, and he really didn't know what to do. He never thought that His Majesty, who was unhappy with Wang Hong's infamous Lao Wang family, would praise him for this absurdity and let him go so easily... It's not just him, the two princes of power present, but also the joyful expression of the people in the same company.

Only the delicate woman, at this moment, was mumbling with her mouth, and saw several brothers talking about the wind, she endured and yelled: “Stop laughing! Stop it!” With her lips flattened, she cried out. As she wept, she stretched her sleeves and wiped tears. "Dead King Seven, Bad King Seven... Ooh, I don't like this Wang Qi. ”

Sad to see the girl, a few men smiled, turning their eyes again haha. Ren Wang Xinzhi drove close to his sister and sighed: "Silly child, even if Wang Qi is Liu Xiaohui, we will not allow you to marry him. What's the use of being sad? ”

The girl stayed and cried harder.

Wang Hong's carriage is still moving forward.

At this moment, the team was a little quiet, only Chen Yong's muttering and Wang Hong's gentle whispering sounded from time to time.

Several employees looked at each other, one of them approached and said to the shaky curtain: "Lang Jun, if you do this, the elder will be angry.” The voice is a little serious.

On one side of the staff, the other said in quite a long voice: "Lang Jun, why use this one when there are so many ways to deal with His Majesty? You act like that, and those righteous princes will be disappointed in you. ”

In their long appeal, the third staff member frowned and said uncomfortably: “Lang Gun sent his family's high hopes. It was only a few days ago that several princes recommended you, and wanted you to make a contribution. Even if Lang Gun had no intention of doing so, there was no need to do so. Now, those corrupt people will speak again. People in the family are even more disturbed. ”

Just the persuasion of the three men, the sighing, did not provoke a slight flurry, the people inside still whispered gently to a woman, not even taking care of their minds.

The three of you look at me, I look at you, and they all end up sighing.

After a circle in the street, the carriage quietly climbed the hill from a trail and entered the west mountain view.

When Chen Rong woke up, Hitsubishi Mountain, the sounds of the birds fluttered and the colorful sunsets penetrated through the gauze window, illuminating half the room.

She was lying in the sun, dancing in front of her.

After turning his eyes wide, Chen Yong slowly turned his head.

She had a beautiful face. At this moment, this face is on top of your head. And she, curled up in his arms.

She woke up and did not wake him. At this moment, he leaned on his side and was asleep. Long lashes cast an arc-shaped shadow on Junyi's unmatched face. The golden sun scattered over his white, jade skin. In the sun, you can see the shallow fur on his thin lips.

Chen Rong blinked and slowly reached out his hand, trying to touch his face.

Fingers slipped across warm skin, sliding, and Chen Zheng retracted his hands like electric shock.

She lowered her head, motionless, suddenly, her eyes wide open.

That's when her waist warmed.

Is Wang Hong awake?

Chen Rongyi was rigid.

The people behind her, they didn't notice her stiffness. He slimmed his fingers, gently embracing her tiny, slippery waist, and he lowered his mouth, “Wake up? ”

“Chen Rong's eyebrows dried up after a while. ”

He lowered his head and looked at Chen with rigidity. His dumb, gentle voice rang in the room, "You're fascinated. ”

This is a statement.

In Chen Yong's lower head, ink hair leaked, his gentle voice sounded like a flowing spring, “Ayong has not lived in the land of Conloyang under construction, some things are also normal if you don't understand. The nobles of this world have enjoyed themselves for hundreds of years, and for hundreds of years they have wanted to do whatever they can to have fun. For alcohol, drugs and women, they're all good at it. Some are tired of playing with these and enjoy playing with beautiful teenagers. ”

He rolled up Chen Rong's ink hair and wrapped it around his fingers. He said softly: "The medicine and wine, they have been immersed for so many years. Since they are very flowery, they are very careful. It is inevitable that they will not fail.” He seemed to see Chen Yong's self-reproach and frustration. In this sentence, how gentle and gentle it is, as if the breeze were passing by.

Chen Yong did not speak.

And his whisper, still in the sunset, in the tiny bedroom, roaming, “I let people sing that day, did Ayung hear it? ”

Speaking of which, he sang to himself, "Speaking of priceless pride, speaking of right and wrong, let his majesty escape the earth. Today's prosperity, the smoke of the Ming Dynasty, is King Xie Fanglan. In this world, punishment is spared. ”

For a long time, Chen Rong lowered his voice and asked: “You said Wang Xiefang Lan was only spared the punishment? ”

“In fact, it should only be exonerated. ”

Forgiveness only? In other words, in a world like this, such as Wang Xie, a great son of a great family, only has the right to avoid execution in public? Is that to say, undercover assassinations, drugs, death, all sorts of diseases, all possible?

He combed his fingers and went through her hair, saying in a careless tone: "The big families are very happy with the current situation. ”

Heard here, Chen Yongyirin.

Hu invaded, the tribes of the north were massacred, the emperor's land like Luoyang, trampled once and for all. Countless large city pools like Moyang City were attacked by Hu people and burned. Countless families, countless jinns, died tragically under the iron hooves of the Hu, and white bones were piled into the mountains. And the big families, they're happy with the situation?

So a lot of people don't like the emperor wise anymore?

So, the descendants of Wang Lang and Chen County Xie, if there is political talent, marching ability, having a certain ability, having the ability to expel Hu people, and not what those people would like to see?

No wonder.

The more Chen Yong wants to understand, the more disappointed he is. She muttered, “What about you? ”

Forgiveness is sober, but his safety is at stake. Chen Yong is also worried about his own autonomy. Wang Hong, behind you, couldn't help but smile.

He lowered his eyebrows and said softly, "I've sent someone to take care of this. ”

That phrase appeared too suddenly. He suddenly threw that sentence out of the blue, even though it was all about current affairs.

Chen Yong was stiff and stiff, his little mouth moved, but he couldn't speak.

She wanted to say no, but in Jiancang City like this, she can be fancied today, and tomorrow, she will be hurt by more advanced means.

Slowly, Chan smiled with her eyes closed, and she said in a low voice: "Thank you. ”

“No need.”

Wang Hongdi replied, clear.

At this time, Chen Yong had unwittingly moved his arms away, so he stood up as soon as he could.

He took two steps.

He just crossed Chan's face and looked over at her.

At this time, the sunset coincided, and that ray of golden light was laid on him, on his ink hair, between his eyebrows, in his robe wide sleeve, almost suddenly, his whole person became gorgeous, yet slim.

He looked at her with his head flanked like this and his ink was leaking in front of his left eye. The inky hair is like a curtain, like the face of a jade, with clear and distant eyes, which define his whole person as an eternal, beautiful picture.

At this moment, beauty is like jade.

And the beauty of the jade, looking at her with tenderness, looking at her.

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