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　　　　 is stuck with such a pair of mouse eyes, it is really uncomfortable. Chen Rong raised his right hand, put on the gauze hat he took off in the carriage, and strode toward the carriage that drove out.

　　It wasn’t until Chen Rong got on the carriage that the eyes of Xu’s staff were moved away. He shouted to the driver, “Let’s go.”

　　"Yes."

　　Nanyang King's Mansion was really big, the carriage was winding inside, and after more than half an hour, there was a cry from outside, "Here."

　　 The car curtain flicked, and the young maidservant reached out to help Chen Rong.

　　Chen Rong looked at the carriage and looked around. This is a small building, completely isolated from the house behind. Chen Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the scholars coming and going.

　　The eyes of the surnamed Xu staff kept falling on her. When he saw him, he smiled and showed a yellowish tooth. "It seems that Chen Arong doesn't trust the prince very much." The tone is extremely yin and yang.

　　Chen Rong walked forward, without looking back, "If you want others to believe, you need to get yourself free."

　　's tone was so hard that he was surprised by the staff of the surname Xu. He thought Chen Rong would be panicked because he offended himself and the King of Nanyang. Where do you know that this girl is not afraid of offending at all?

　　 Sure enough, his temper is choking.

　　Chen Rong just walked out ten steps, a familiar laugh came from the front. In a blink of an eye, the figures of Chen Yuan and a few Chen's scholars emerged from the main hall and appeared in front of Chen Rong.

　　 looking at them, Chen Rong stopped.

　　Chen Yuan smiled and smiled, and his eyes turned to see Chen Rong. He stepped forward and showed a gentle smile, "Arong is coming?"

　　 "Yes." Chen Rongying said after looking up, "Uncle, where are you going?"

　　She squeezed her lips, her eyes behind the veil were full of tears, but her tone was aggressive, "It is impossible, uncle will put my last married aunt in Nanyang House and leave on her own?"

　　Chen Yuan is stiff.

　　In a blink of an eye, he frowned and scolded: "What kind of nonsense is Arong? The prince heard that you are on the three materials and three in Nanqian Road, and you have extraordinary insights, so you intend to call you to ask about the war. This is What a glory? Your little aunt is too ignorant."

　　Chen Rongwen said that he was blessed at him, but he said stubbornly: "Arong only knows that I am a last-married young aunt. It's awkward to be in the king's palace and in the pile of men like this."

　　 "Isn't it right?" Chen Yuan sneered with a sneer, trying to say something, but shut his mouth quickly.

　　He shook his long sleeves and shouted impatiently: "Okay, yeah, the prince must wait impatiently. Go in."

　　 Let's just wait for Chen Rong to speak again, he stopped, and hurried away in a hurry.

　　Chen Rong looked at his back, motionless.

　　 At this time, the two maidservants leaned on Chen Rong. Without waiting for them to speak, Chen Rong had his head down and went on.

　　The surnamed Xu staff took them eastward and westward and entered the hall from the side door beside a small pond.

　　 walked through several partial halls, a main hall appeared in front of Chen Rong's eyes. It wasn't close yet. There was a strong scent but tangy, accompanied by the scent, there was a low turbid laugh of the elderly man.

　　The surnamed Xu clerk was now full of laughter, and the gaze stuck to Chen Rong also recovered, "Go in, the prince is inside."

　　Chen Rong turned sideways, blessed toward the Xu surname, and said in a clear voice: "Your lord has a question, please allow me to be behind the curtain."

　　 Xu's staff frowned. He glared at Chen Rong and said, "How can you do so much, my little aunt?" He turned to the right and left and said, "Take her in. Hum!"

　　 Two maidservants heard the words, standing one by one to the side of Chen Rong, staring at her after a blessing at her.

　　Chen Rong was now sullen, and she said unpleasantly: "Nanyang Wangfu, do you not know how to behave like this?"

　　The surnamed Xu clerk was very impatient. He said coldly: "In this way, the prince will not know how to behave, and he will be ridiculous. How dare you a girl?"

　　He said in one sentence, he was satisfied to see Chen Rongzhen on the spot, and his small face was also scared pale.

　　At the moment, he smiled, but reached out and touched quietly on her upright jade butt, and said with a loud voice: "Go in, it’s not stubborn to be so stubborn, he’ll force a man to be rough. "" After all, he reached out and pushed Chen Rong back, pushing her into the palace.

In the main hall, four layers of tulle-like drapery fluttered in the wind, and the ambergris rose slowly in the censer at the corner of the hall.

　　Chen Rong looked up toward the main collapse~IndoMTL.com~ Sure enough, a fat old man in his fifties, Dalai Lai, spread his legs and sat on the collapse, beside him, leaning on a Chinese costume beauty.

　　Chen Rongchao looked around, and finally at the corner on the right, he saw a little man writing at the desk.

　　 She thought about it, without the servants' urging, and stepped forward to take a few steps, blessed and called: "Chen Arong has seen the prince."

　　 "Chen's Arong? Ha ha, come and come."

　　Nanyang Wang pushed away the two beauties around him with one hand, turned his head, and the tiny eyes hidden behind the fat, could not wait to look at Chen Rong.

Under the sleeve, Chen Rong's hands were twisted to each other, she squeezed her lips and took a step forward.

　　 At this moment, the two figures stepped through the hall door.

　　 is two scholars holding thick books. The two men had long robes and big sleeves, and their faces were extremely serious.

　　Chen Rong was relieved.

　　 The two scholars strode across Chen Rong and came to the cave in front of Nanyang King to sit down. The man on the left pointed to a few books, and said loudly: "Your lord, this is the strategy of you and your lord to Hu."

　　 "Leave it down."

　　 Another scholar opened a scroll of silk script, traced the brush in Shuochi, and turned to Chen Rongwang, "But is Chen's little aunt?"

　　"Yes."

　　 Chen Rong respectfully performed a salute.

　　 "Come here, move the girl to collapse and screen."

　　"Yes."

　　 The scholar glanced at Chen Rong expressionlessly and said, "Girl please sit down."

　　"Yes."

　　Chen Rong stepped forward, and sat on a few sides with a layer of curtains and screens.

　　 Until she sat down, she was still secretly in her mind: Is it true that the Nanyang King really came to fight against Hu?