Mei Gongqing

Chen Yong couldn't help but get hurt. He rolled down the bed and rushed over. She trembled toward the wound, but saw Sword Feng still there and dared not reach out.

"Shaking, Chen Rongyung swallowed.“ Somebody help me! Somebody help me! ”

She had just called here, and Wang Hong reached for her mouth.

Chen Rong shocked and shouted: “Don't move.” His mouth was covered and his voice was blurred.

Wang Hong covered her mouth, and Junyi Qinghua's face still smiled, just because the pain was a little pale. He smiled softly: "Ayung, it really hurts. ”

Chen Rong-mu said, “Call a doctor, call a doctor.” It's just that Wang Hong is too tight to make a sound.

After laughing, Wang Hong looked down at the sword on his chest and said: “Since I was a kid, I've had several hair drops, and all of them were blamed on my daughter... He also looked at other people's swords several times, but until this moment he knew that it really hurt to stick a sword like this. ”

His face was pale and his smile was innocent. He also crooked his head and carefully stared at the sword on his chest and at the blood that had fallen from the blade.

The blood, slowly spilled, soaked his little half white.

He watched it very carefully, as if he was really understanding it.

After staring for a while, Wang Hongman muttered: “Before my grandfather died, he warned me," How can you accomplish great things? If the Lord is born, know the pain of the weak, the wound of the poor, and the fear of the helpless. He also said that I was obsessed and didn't know how to give up. He also gave me a knife and asked me to cut off a piece of my own flesh and learn the way out of the pain. I refused. Until today. ”

He said here, loosening his hand to cover Chen Yong, staring into her eyes, gently said: "Ayung, I know I was wrong... Wrong has been cast. If Aaron persists in not letting go, I promise you to leave. ”

He said he'd let her go!

Suddenly, Chen Yong raised his head and glared at her tears, staring at her unbelievably.

Wang Hong smiled and said softly: "Silly child, I have forced you a lot in the past. If you don't want to forgive me, that makes sense.” He stared quietly at Chen Yung and slowly lowered his eyes: he really didn't like the smell of heartache, not at all. That pain is second only, and most importantly, it feels powerless and terrifying. The world has become powerless, and it would be terrible if even this heart could not be on its own. If it's this sword, if it's this time, it's worth it if you can make yourself understand to let go.

He said here, his voice shouted and he drank high: "Somebody! ”

Slip and slip, a footstep came. As soon as the two maidens entered the room, they screamed simultaneously. In their crying, the guards arrived. The manager was even more anxious and drank with tears: “Quick, get a doctor, get a doctor. ”

Where have these people seen such a Wang Hong, a panic, screaming, crying all the time.

At this time, Wang Hong drank low: “Quiet. ”

At this moment, his temper was clearly deficient.

Looking at his pale face, the steward pounced on his knees and shouted, “Lang, Lang, what's going on? Who did this? ”

There has always been only Wang Hong and Chen Rong in the room. When the manager said that, many people looked at Chen Rong.

Wang Hong glanced at him and said softly: "Can't you see? I stabbed myself with this wound.” He turned to the guard standing in a corner and said softly, "Rukie, you take care of the wound. ”

The guard looked at him and said in silence: "My men dare not. ”

Wang Hongfaintly said: “Come here. If the doctor doesn't come, will he bleed to death? ”

The guard answered in a loud voice: "Yes. ”

By the time he stepped forward, a maiden had brought the best gold meds.

Chen Rong stood on one side, watching the guard pull out the wounded sword smoothly, watching him sprinkle him with gold meds at the fastest speed, watching him tie Wang Hong's wound again.

When tied up, the guard sighed heavily and wiped a sweat on his forehead, saying: "Fortunately, the prick was not deep. ”

Wang Hong's face was snowy and his lips were also snowy. He held the woman's arm and let himself stand there steadily. "The meat is his own, and he cared for it without realizing it.” The guard nodded too: "Yes, look at the wound, no one else can do it. ”

As soon as he said this, everyone completely believed that this sword was really put in by Wang Hong himself.

Tied up the wound, everyone lifted Wang Hong and walked towards his own bedroom in a haunted manner. It was just a glance, and the room was still very lively, and it was cold. Apart from the blood on the ground, there's nothing else.

It seems that everyone, collectively, has forgotten the existence of Chen Yong.

Chen Rong stared at the door and looked at the distant crowd. She was just about to step up and follow. A maiden's voice came from the door, "Lang said," You've just been seriously injured and you're not fit to move. Girls, let's go back to the collapse. ”Unconsciously, she changed her name and called her a girl.

Chen Yong was reminded that the wound was painful and the whole person had no strength. She slowly held a few and moved to the edge of the collapse.

Sleeping on the collapse, Chen Zheng closed his eyes tightly.

After a while, she muttered; “Is the doctor here? ”

It took a while for the maiden's voice to come in, "Yes. ”

“What did he say? ”

“The doctor said that Lang Jun didn't hurt his guts. If he doesn't have a fever for two days today, he can heal for half a month. ”

Chen Yong stopped talking and looked over her head.

Turn around, two days have passed. In Chen Rong's guts, Wang Hong finally did not have a fever.

During these two days, Chen Yong took his medication on time, took good care of himself, and his injuries improved markedly.

During these two days, she woke up and couldn't help but stare at the door. She always wanted to ask Wang Hong about his injuries, but she didn't dare.

On the third day, Chen Rongfa stayed for a while and lowered his voice: “Should there be a public sedan? ”

“Yes.”

“Take me to see Qilong. ”

“Yes.”

A moment later, the four maidens went forward, and they carefully lifted Chen Rong up and laid her down in a public sedan. They were carried by two guards and walked towards Wang Hong's yard.

Outside the courtyard, the escort girls walked in and out as usual. They saw Chen Cheng while lowering their heads and retreating. Although respectful, Chen Cheng really felt that they were blaming themselves... Yeah, who would stab themselves for no reason? You don't have to think about it, you know it's her fault.

Shortly afterwards, Chen Rong came outside Wang Hong's bedroom.

There were a number of lang lang speeches, apparently Wang Hong was in the process of deliberating. The two guards stopped and gently lowered Chen Yong to the quiet side.

Hearing Wang Hong's voice, Chen Rong couldn't help but put his ears up. "How about the queen? ”

A loud voice came, "The queen will not forgive. She said," With royalty, how can you not find a few servants, a Confucian? "It must be Lang Jun who stepped from it. ”

After a moment of silence, Wang Hong's low and weak voice came, "These people must be protected. If one is hurt, you are the only ones asking. ”

“Yes.”

The other one came forward and said: "Youro, since that day, Dr. Guanglu has been in front of and around the world with red clothes. Nowadays, Wu Wan in Kangcheng is more than happy. And the underground palace said that it would buy Dr. Guanglu for 10,000 gold, as long as he didn't die.” It was two months ago, "the man said.” Two months ago? At that time, Wang Hong and her had not returned to Jiankang. Was there an underground darkroom after her?

Chen Yong struck a chill. This underground darkroom, she knows, has been around for a long time, and she doesn't know how many great nobles, or how many Smurfs' children are involved. There, you can buy everything you want. There are rumours that Queen Lee disappeared on the South Relocation Road and was seen in an underground darkroom, when she had become a slave to the lust of some. Since Mrs. Li's son is already ill and dead, she hasn't cultivated much power, and the people who moved her have no regard.

Wang Hong's indifferent voice came, "Underground darkroom?” He said mortally, "Do they really think I'm afraid to touch it? ”

The man hastily said: "Lang Jun is at the tip of the wind at this time, need to be patient. ”

Wang Hong shook his head and said: "I have promised her to leave. The Dark House must move.” Paused, he seemed to pull something out and throw it down, "you take this. This is a gathering order for the King's son, which allows all Wang's forces to be mobilized. Go, I want no one to hear about the underground darkroom when I build Cannes. ”

The man was shocked, he called, "Lang Jun, this gathering order can only be used once in your life. You use it on a woman? ”

Wang Hong's voice faded, “I owe her that. ”

I owe her!

Why is his voice so cold?

Chen Yong seemed to have heard it for the first time, and he mentioned himself in such a cold voice. Does he want to return the favor and end everything between him and her?

Forgive me, Chan Yong had tried to leave this man several times, but at this moment, when she heard him, her heart still went down, and it went down...

At this time, Wang Hong's voice turned soft, “How is she hurt? ”

"" It's getting better, "replied the maid." It's going to heal in January. ”

“Really?” Wang Hong lowered his smile and said softly: “She wants to go back to Nanyang... Go to Nanyang and warn the King of Nanyang and the nobles first. Buy her a thousand acres of good land, two houses in Zhuangzi. A fierce guard of thirty, ten maidens, may serve her to the death. You can be her steward. If she asks, you tell her I promised, she has a man she wants, she can still marry. If she doesn't want me to know everything about her, you can withdraw after you find someone reliable for her. ”

He seemed so tired when he got here. Closed his eyes, Chen Cheng raised his ears and heard him whisper, “It doesn't mean much to be hated by the woman you love. She lost it because of me, give it to her. ”

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