Mei Gongqing

Feeling his eyes, Chen Jung hastily avoided it.

Looking down at Chen Zheng, who moved into the corner of the car, Wang Hong threw his handkerchief over the wound, reached out and pulled her back into his arms.

Chen Yung was forced to twist into his arms, his elbows to the side, and he couldn't help but hit him in the wound.

Instantly, the blood is pouring! The blood, the whole handkerchief was soaked, the eyes flowed like a stream to his collar and stained Chen Yong's collar!

Blood was covered in white clothes, and the scene was as frightening as it was frightening.

Chen Rong looked at the reddish spot and pulled his handkerchief out of his arms, pressing it gently.

Neither did she look at Wang Hong, so she stared at the outside guard and lowered her voice: “Where's the medicine? ”

The five guards glanced at Wang and bowed their heads forward.

With their help, Wang Hong's wound was quickly trapped. Together with his clothes, he changed.

Turn your eyes and pull the curtain down again.

Chen Rong embraced Wang Hong's neck, gently and softly said: "Husband, is it painful? ”

Sound and infinite emotion.

Wang Hong reached up to her chin.

Instead of waiting for him to lift, Chen Yong has looked at him.

She looked at him, her eyes fluctuated, and she was overwhelmed with expressions of concern. Looking gently at him, Chen Yong lowered his head, crossed his clothes and gently printed a kiss on his wound. He lowered his voice: "It hurts, doesn't it? ”

Wang Hong did not answer her question.

Chen Yong's white and greasy fingers crossed his chin along the wound, the onion jade fingers were drawn, she overflowed from her throat and sighed, putting her face on his face, gently rubbing her. She learned from him, biting his nose tip, exhaling Fanglan, “Next time this happens, Aron will block for the Lord. ”

Her words are gentle.

Her eyes, with emotional veins.

Her expression and concern overwhelmed the rhetoric.

This is what Wang Hong would like to see... But when he looked at her so quietly at the moment, he felt uneasy.

That's when the drums were loud and loud.

Chen Rong quickly lifted the curtain and looked out. Looking up twice, Chen Zheng retracted his eyes and took care of his messy clothes and hair.

After finishing up for a while, she smiled at Wang Hong and asked: "Is the colour neat? ”

Wang Hong had been watching her quietly, and Yan weighed her up and down.

He reached out his elongated hand and brushed her ear like a spring breeze. The finger slipped back into her neck and smoothed the wrinkles behind her neck. “Fine," he said. ”

“Thank you, Lord. ”

Chen Yong said something. Reach out and lift the curtains and jump down.

Her arm was snapped, Wang Hong's voice floated into her ear, “Ayung, where are you going? ”

Chen Rong looked back at him.

She looked at him, clasped her lips, and laughed with joy: "The husband did not know, Aaron was from a cold place. Since moving south, he has been fearful all the way, always looking at the colours, afraid to relax. If this Kangcheng can be built, Ayung has long dreamed of it, but he is confined to this figure and does not dare to indulge himself. Now, with the husband, there are people who remember to hang up, dead people who collect corpses. Ayung can finally let go. ”

She ripped off his hand and jumped off the carriage.

The curtain shook the room, and she turned around and blessed Wang Hongfu in the carriage. "Master Hu, Ahrong wandered around. ”

Come on, she dumped her shirt sleeve, and Mann walked around to the drum.

Chen Rong just walked a few steps, and Wang Hong's voice came from behind. “Come back.” Soothing, but commanding.

Chen Rong paced.

The carriage is moving.

A long hand pressed gently on her shoulder, Wang Hong sighed and said softly: “Wait a moment.” He stepped off the carriage, took Chen Yong's hand, and stepped back into the carriage.

Chen Yong did not struggle, and she followed him to the carriage.

“Let's go. ”

“Yes.”

“Go to Dao Guan. ”

“Yes.”

In one order after another, Wang Hong embraced Chen Yong and placed her between his knees, because of his movement, the wound on his neck began to bleed again.

When Chen Yong saw it, he reached out and covered the wound.

Wang Hong stared at her and said softly: "Don't you know? I won't let you die. ”

He smiled lightly and brushed his fingers over her hair. He said slowly and slyly, "Hey, look at that guy.” He refers to a young woman with a backpack, a hundred steps away from the carriage, "the woman, sent by the Nine Princesses. Yo, and that, that, that too. ”

He smiled low and kissed Chen Rong's hair softly. “Those people will love Aaron. ”

Chen smiled and her voice was a little powerless, "Got it. ”

She snuck into his arms and muttered, “My husband is evil, I am not allowed to be anything.” She muttered, "It's not easy to live, death is not allowed. Alas, the husband is not a good man. ”

Wang Hongha smiled when he heard that.

His smile has always been shallow and faint, and when he laughs out loud like this, it's really not much.

He reaches out his left hand and ‘snaps -’ hits the car. In the rhythm of the beating, he put his right finger in front of his mouth and whispered softly, lowering the warning, "Ayung, this is not easy to say... You're saying I'm bad, but I'll be surrounded.

In Wang Hong's laughter, the carriage continued to drive forward.

Shortly afterwards, the wagon came to look at the west mountain lane and began to slow down.

Wang Hong leaned back. He reached out and caressed Chen Yong's back. He touched her like Satin's ink hair and looked at Chen Yongmei's moving side. It's also strange that this woman, since she lost herself to him, has become a * * man with a very windy appearance in her flair. This breeze, which cannot be concealed, has completely washed away her previous vulgarity. And now she's making a humble gesture, just like she used to, and when there's a backsliding, that's different from what it used to be, that posture, and the cold beauty of the high shore.

It seems that now she, no longer drawing on the camp, no longer cares about life and death... Yeah, she's changed.

Looking at her like this, he trimmed his fair hands and gently touched her neck, lowly and gently said: "Ayung is getting more and more feminine, how can this be good? ”

Sound whispers.

Chen Rong turned back.

Wang Hong turned to her circulating eyes, his fingers lifted gently. He caressed her long eyelashes, the corners of her mouth widened slightly, and said softly and lightly: “Ayung makes me more and more unable to let go, what can I do? ”

Chen Yong retracted his gaze and smiled slightly. “Why did you say that? Didn't you lock Jung to your side? In this world, there is no such thing as precious flavors. If you eat too much, you will get bored. Long Jun's anticipation is boring, and he doesn't want to spend much time. ”

Chen Yong did not wait for his answer.

Just as she looked back, suddenly, a drum sounded.

That drum, that's the drum they heard on the street. But at this moment, the drumming followed behind her and appeared under the Taoist view!

Chen Rongteng straightened himself up and lifted the curtains, looking out.

That drum was getting closer and closer, between the curved highways, if hidden. Just a glance, Chen Rong found that behind the drum band, there were hundreds of people watching the buzz.

At this moment, the drums are only a hundred steps away from her.

The carriage stopped and Chen Yong hasn't turned around yet. Wang Hong's low voice came, "Are you from the Emperor? ”

Emperor's men?

Chen Yongyi Rin looked on the side.

Gradually, the pedestrian spread out and the team appeared in front of Chen Cheng.

But it was a Royal Guard, ahead of it, a eunuch. The eunuch held the sacred decree, and behind him was a gourd drummer and heavenly guardian.

Chen Yong thought about it and jumped off the carriage.

She could take two steps, and Wang Hong's low and gentle voice came, "Ayung, get in the car. ”

His voice contained a rare amount of silence.

Chen Rong was a little surprised. She glanced back at him and saw him staring at the band for a moment. His heart fluttered and he responded. He stepped back to him without saying anything and climbed into the carriage.

As soon as she boarded the carriage, Wang Hong held her in her arms and said softly: "Go. ”

That's what he said to the master.

The master answered and drove the carriage in a hurry.

But with all that kung fu, that team is only 50 steps away from their carriage. Wang Hong's carriage had just moved, and the voice of a eunuch's whistle came, "Where is Aunt Hongzi? ”

The eunuch opened the carriage belonging to Chen Yong, following Wang Hong's carriage closely.

One out, four down.

Countless eyes, looking at Chen Yong's empty carriage.

At this time, Wang Hong behind said softly: "Go ahead. ”

“Yes.”

The master took two steps in the wagon to get to the empty wagon.

Slowly, Wang Hong lifted the curtains, and let him and Chen Yong's face appear in front of everyone.

This time, the people who looked four times, first of all, was a bang, and the sound of the eyes turned to make a big scene.

What's the name of King Langham? Without Wang Hong showing up, everyone knew he was beside him. However, he embraced a Taoist aunt and appeared so reluctantly.

This one, it's impossible to pretend deaf and mute!

The eunuch only glanced at the king and withdrew his gaze.

He behaved so comfortably, clearly had a long time in mind, Chen Cheng's heart heaved.

The eunuch ignored Wang Hong. He just stared at Chen Yong and screamed: “But Aunt Hongzi? ”

“Chen Cheng's thin waist was locked up by Wang Hong, unable to pay her respects upright. He had to bow his head so slightly." Yes. ”

The eunuch stared at her and Xu Xu threw up: "Holy will! ”

Holy Spirit?

Chen Yongyi Rin stood up in a hurry.

She stepped out of the carriage and held her hand towards the eunuch. "Hiroko took the message. ”

This time, her voice dropped, and a strange tone of voice came around, "What a lovely aunt. Just after the fall of the man, he took over the royal decree. ”

Sounds good.

Chen Yong ignored it. One of the guards behind the eunuch turned around and stared. This glare came to light and the crowd was silent at the same time.

The eunuch stared at Chen Yong and nodded slowly. Then, he opened the holy decree in his spare time and whistled and sang: “If Hongzi is admiring the red dust, why ask me to give her crown? As both a crown and a man, where is my face? ”

The eunuch pointed his voice and recited it here, giving a look to the man behind him.

The three ladies then slowly climbed forward with wooden trays.

Almost as soon as the eunuch's voice fell, it was a loud noise, and at this moment, as the three maidens went forward, the loud noise became a shouting noise.

Wang Hong, who had been leaning on the collapse and watched the scene for a long time, also stood up and leaned back.

There are three things in the hands of these three palace women.

A fine piece of ceramic, a piece of white practice, a dagger.

No one in the world knows what these three mean anymore.

Looks like the Emperor is going to give this wind lane aunt death in order to maintain the majesty of the heavenly family.

As the three palace women moved forward, the noise grew louder and louder, and the screams rose.

Countless eyes, not instantly staring at Chen Yong, also staring at Wang Hong.

Chen Rong stuck.

She's completely stuck.

Your Majesty, give her a death?

How is that possible?

At this point, the voice of the eunuch's whistle shook in her ear, "Hiroko, do you dare not take orders? ”

Sounds sharp and kills.

Chen Jung raised his head slowly.

She greeted the eunuch, then turned her eyes and looked at the three maidens, and then her eyes swept across the crowd.

Slowly, Chen Rong turned around and looked at Wang Hong.

Feeling her eyes, she stared coldly at Wang Hong, looking up at her.

He looked at her.

After Wang Hong watched quietly, Chen Rong smiled.

This laugh, it's strange, it's amazing, it's relaxing. Because this is awesome and relaxing, Chen Cheng's smile is so beautiful.

Chen Yongding stared at Wang Hong. Slowly, she smiled and lowered her voice: “Qilong,” her voice was gentle and affectionate. Her eyes were like water, and she looked at him with emotional veins. She muttered, and she refused, relaxed. "Qilong, you lost. ”

She lifted her lips, obsessed and murmured, “You've lost. ”

Looking at him, Chen Rong smiled and turned his head.

She slowly stepped forward and reached out to the three maidens.

Almost without hesitation, she reached down to the dagger and suddenly, in a quiet, she looked at the crowd with a smile and said slowly: "It should have been so... Thank you, Your Majesty, for your determination. ”

Just as she reached for the dagger with her little white hand, Wang Hong's low and clear voice came, "Slowly. ”

Everyone looked at him at the same time.

In everyone's attention, Wang Hongman waved to the eunuch, "Show me the sacred decree. ”

“Bold! ”

Almost as soon as Wang Hong said that, the eunuch was drank. He stepped back, staring at Wang Hong and sipping coldly: “The Emperor will, and you, the idle man, can wait to see it? ”

He drank it here, Wang Hong glanced at it, and the rest choked in his throat... At that glance, it was so peaceful, but he felt so cold.

However, the cold was only for a moment. The eunuch thought of the orders he heard while traveling, bit his teeth and drank heavily at Chen Yong: “Auntie, how dare you disobey the orders? ”

At this time, Chen Yong's hand was placed on the handle of the dagger. After hearing Wang Hong's opening, she sided her head and let her long hair leak. She looked at him gently and quietly.

As soon as the eunuch's rush came, Chen Rong slowly whispered to him. He lazily said: “What's your rush? ”

She looked back to Wang Hong, leaning back slightly, smiling lazily, hiding her desire not to admit, "In my life, no one has ever protected me like this. Why is angel in such a hurry? ”

When the eunuch's face sinked, he dared not look at Wang Hong, but he dared to stare at Chen Yong. At this moment, he took a step forward and drank towards Chen Yongxuan: “Dare! Somebody, bring the wine to this girl! ”

The eunuch gave the order and the two went forward.

At this moment, Wang Hong's lazy voice came, "Bring the holy spirit. ”

The voice came, and the eunuch snapped.

He had not yet understood, standing next to Wang Hong on a guard step forward. He slipped forward and walked a few steps to the eunuch. He reached out and pulled his hand and held the sacred tenet in his hand.

The eunuch was furious, and he screamed, “How dare you? Somebody, get him! Get him! ”

He drank sharply and swung back in the mountains. However, he waited for the escort to go to Wang Hing's side, and not half of them went forward.

And the chief turned back in anger, and he was on top of him, all bowing back, fearful.

Looking at these men, the eunuch's face was white, turned his eyes, and he thought the holy decree in his hand was gone, and more so his hand.

Soft feet.

The guard sent the sacred decree to Wang Hong's hand.

Wang Hong took the sacred decree and took a few glances at the sun. He slowly rolled up the sacred decree and then took off the carriage.

Light robe strap, clothes walked in front of Chen Rong, Wang Hong glanced at her, long white hands, in front of her.

Chen Rong blinked.

With her head crooked, Chen Yong looked at him in a foolish way. After a while, she understood, so she picked up the dagger and put it in his palm.

Wang Hong smiled as soon as he made this move.

He swung his sleeve wide and walked toward the eunuch.

Even though the dagger was cold in his hand, the eunuch had no other idea. He stared at Wang Hing and drank in a glare: "Wang Qilong, what do you want? How dare you? ”

“Disobedience? ”

Wang Hong showered his lips and said softly: “So you know I'm Wang Qilong.” Spit out a sentence and his right hand is sent forward!

At that time, he stood before the eunuch with a dagger in his right hand!

So, with his wide sleeve swinging, as he understated, people only heard a "pounding” sound, the dagger into the meat came!

“Ah--”

The screams fluctuated, and the crowd backed around, panicking!

Blood erupts.

Wang Hongman took a careless step back and avoided the spilled blood. He shrugged his eyebrows and dumped his shirt sleeve, “Knowing who I am, how dare you use a false sacrament against my woman? ”

Go ahead, he turns around, shakes his sleeves, and walks towards the carriage.

At this time, in the throat of the eunuch, blood was still gushing out. He pointed at Wang Hong, trembling, but not a word could be thrown out.

By then, the people around them had become so frightened that they could only scream.

At this time, Chen Yong was looking up at Wang Hong.

Just as Wang Hong walked to Chen Yong's side and reached out to her, another sharp scream came from the mountain waist. "Where is Aunt Hongyun Fairy? Holy Spirit-”

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