Mei Gongqing

In Chen Rong's still a little confused, the aunt continued to laugh: “The aunts are here in hopes of seeing Xuan Xiaorong. You know, his mother used to live in West Mountain Road View, but he used to come here a lot. ”

Does Xuan come to Xishan Road often?

Chen Rongyi was overwhelmed by a bit of dark joy and emotion. Her son must have missed her, so come to this place where she used to live.

Chen Rong turned again to look at the West Mountain Road view, and looked at the hidden view of the peaks. She just felt that this used to give her expectations and bitter places, but now it seems that there is nothing left but beauty.

Slowly pulling down the curtain, Chen Rong whispered: “Go back. ”

“Yes.”

Chen Yong's carriage began to leave Xishan Road Watching, screaming and laughing alongside the girls.

Her carriage, whether with materials or four snowy horses, is extremely noble, and with the sign of the Wang family engraved in the corner of her eyes, the bright-eyed person can tell at a glance that there is a great nobility in it.

Therefore, unlike Chen Rong's memory, where did her carriage go this time, all the carriages around her made way, hundreds of cars, only it first.

Walking like this, there was a beating in front, the beating came from the alley at first, turning the eyes of three people climbing, rolling into the street.

The three men rolled over in the street, pulled their hair, pulled their clothes, cried and cried in the broken mouth, and it was lively.

Unconsciously, where the three of them were, the crowd gave way.

That's when Chen Yong's carriage arrived.

Her carriage was not in a hurry and had the usual laid-back elegance of the nobles of Jiancang.

Naturally, there's this kind of noise up ahead, and her carriage won't stop. Isn't it a disgrace for a nobleman like her to stop and wait because of a street slut?

Looking closer and closer to her carriage, the three torn women had not noticed that a well-dressed middle-aged woman rushed up in the alley.

She shouted at the three of them, “What's the system? Hurry up and stop. ”

That's what she calls it when the three of us can fight. How can anyone hear us?

The middle-aged woman saw that she couldn't drive them. She hurried back to look at Chen Rong's carriage. Seeing her carriage getting closer and closer, she couldn't help but panic. She screamed behind her, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and rip these three hooves off. ”

By order, the two strong servants rushed forward, and they finally pulled the three women to the side of the street. At this time, Chen Yong's carriage just passed by.

Though it passed, after all, Chen Rong's carriage edge met one of the women's clothes.

... Without waiting for Chen Yong to speak, the driver who saw the scene sipped a sip and slowly stopped the carriage.

The middle-aged woman saw the carriage stop and looked white. She knew these great nobles and offended them in her capacity. They were reluctant to compare, and if they did, it would not be enough to pay for the miscarriage.

Thinking about all the things she had seen, the middle-aged woman was in a big mess, and she turned back and shouted, "On your knees, don't you thank your lord for your sins? ”

As she screamed, she stepped forward and pounced, kneeling down towards Chen Rong's carriage.

Kneeling on her knees, she nodded her forehead, and the middle-aged woman respectfully called carefully: “The little woman wielded the wrong side, causing the concubine to be unshakeable, disturbing the noble, and do not sin. ”

There was no sound in the carriage.

The middle-aged woman was even more frightened when she saw the noble man above her head, and she said in a shaky voice: "Please do not sin, my lord. ”

This time, her voice finally woke Chen Yong.

Through the curtain seam, she kept staring at Chen Zheng, who was measuring her, and slowly raised her head. She looked at the middle-aged woman and whispered, “Are you Chen's Asi? ”

The middle-aged women never thought that these great nobles would recognize themselves and look up in dismay.

She fell on Chen Yong's face.

This pair of middle-aged women's faces instantly discolored. Her lips opened and she looked at Chen Rong unbelievably. It took a long time to shout: “You, are Ayung? ”

When she recognized herself, Chen Cheng nodded her head and smiled: "Chen Xi, it's been a long time. ”

Her questioning, Chen Xi did not answer, and she was still staring at Chen in horror.

How could she be Chen Yong?

Yes, she is Chen Yong, although after seventeen years, her face still looks, and her vulgar face still looks.

She hasn't changed much.

Unconsciously, Chen Xi touched his face. She knew she had changed. All these years of camping, she had to take care of the stores outside to earn a living, and she had to take care of the concubines in the house. She also had to light the fire in the right place and remove some nails from her eyes. The young girl who was bright and confident in the past is now full of frost and harsh calculations!

Years ago, her face was engraved with sour, sweet and bitter spicy, and this one in the carriage was not. Her eyebrows were less of a girl's temper, more gentle and gentle. This is the color of happiness.

Chen Xi opened her mouth and muttered, “Are you Yong? Yes, you are Ayung.” She has heard that Chen's Ayung did not die, but eventually married Wang Qilong, lived in hiding with him and had children with him. The most unbelievable thing is that Wang Qilong did not have a concubine, not one!

In the middle of the nightmare, in the middle of a mess, Chen Xi stood up.

She was still looking at Chen Rongming. With her eyes on Chen Rongming, Chen Xi moved her throat. She tried to say something but didn't know how to say it.

At this point, her eyelids reached the long queue behind her. Among the queues were carriages, donkeys and knights, and one of the carriages in the queue was her husband's most feared superior officer. At this moment, the superior officer was respectfully there, and the atmosphere didn't dare to say a word. When Chen Yong thought about it, he left, and his carriage dared not move.

Yes, Chen Rong is already a nobleman.

For a moment, the thought of falling over the river came as if it were a tide. Chen Xi swallowed her mouth to say if it was bitter or something else and stepped back.

She stood in front of Chen Yong with her head down, and she had no way of saluting Chen Yong.

Chen Yong didn't mind either. When she was a teenager, this Chen Xi in front of her was the spiciest and the one who liked to mock her most.

So Chen Yung just laughed and asked warmly, "Arcee, how about later? ”

Okay? It seems to be good, compared to Chen Qi's despicable lowlife, who is the mother of one province, controls the financial power in the province, and manages the anger of the concubines, which is quite good.

But in front of Chan Yong?

Chen Xi's lips twitched for a while before she said: “It's okay. ”

Chen Rong didn't mind either. She nodded and turned to the master. “Let's go.” As the carriage was moving, she smiled at Chen Xi: “Get in the way, not long ago, Ashi, I'm leaving first.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)