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To Chen Rong's indifferent and almost cold expression, slowly, Wang Hong narrowed his eyes, he smiled softly, gently touched Chen Rong's lips, stroking it, he moved closer to her and said lowly: "Arong doesn't know me... I am a person who never likes being persecuted." He looked at her tenderly, his voice softly, like a spring breeze blowing over his heart, "Looking at Arong, I Even more joyful, how can this be done?"

He looked at her affectionately, his index finger pressed lightly on her lips, and turned back to collapse.

After a while, the piano sounded slowly.

At this time, the golden light of the setting sun stained his sharp eyebrows, the evening wind blew the fluttering white skirt, and the large blood stain on his chest was shocking, but he was so elegant, no matter what his movements or expressions, It is the piano sound, and as always Qingyuan misty.

Slowly, Chen Rong lowered her eyes. She ripped the corner of her mouth and walked towards her carriage.

Just took a step, a maidservant of the royal palace came over, she blessed towards Chen Rongfu and whispered: "Girl, please allow maid to add clothes for you."

Chen Rong stopped and nodded.

The maid stepped forward, she put on a white dress to Chen Rong, then untied her hair, combed it twice, picked it up again, and wiped the dirt off her face with a towel .

But within a quarter of an hour, Chen Rong, who had just rolled around twice on the ground, was renovated and clean as before.

From the corner of his eyes, Chen Rongxu kneeled next to Wang Hong to the two maidservants, bandaging the wound for him.

When Chen Rong stepped up again, the Wang family guards surrounding her and Wang Hong began to disperse. For a moment, scattered around, he has been curiously looking at the eyes looking here.

In these eyes, Chen Rong strode toward his carriage. Pingya was staying by the carriage and saw Chen Rong approaching and quickly greeted her. She looked at the white outer dress on Chen Rong and looked at her again. She asked carefully, "Girl, General Ran just now. ?"

Chen Rong didn’t respond to her, she climbed into the carriage, and soon after, her order came from behind the carriage, "Wife, just clean me up."

"Yes."

It's late at night.

The bright moon is like washing, and the white clouds are like cotton wool.

Early in the early morning of the next day, the voice of a maidservant came out, "Where can the girl be?"

Pingya quickly replied: "In."

The maid smiled and said, "Long Junhou, she has been around for a long time."

"Yes." Pingya answered quickly and happily, urging Chen Rong: "Girl?"

Chen Rong lifted the car curtain, and she looked towards the maidservant, "Please tell Lang Jun, A Rong is unwell, and will not pass today."

As soon as she finished speaking, the maid had covered her mouth and smiled, she said happily: "My family Lang Jun expected the girl to be unwell, he told the maid to tell the girl, good doctor has prepared, if the girl can’t go Move, he will make the guards come to meet."

Guards come to meet? Isn't this coercion? Chen Rong smiled and said, "Why labor guard? Lang Jun He Xuren also, he insisted that A Rong go, A Rong dare not follow."

She jumped off the carriage and spread her arms in a wide smile in the maidservant's eyes, shaking her wide sleeves, and said, "Look, when I heard your family invited you, Mr. Arong, my point The discomfort is gone."

The maidservant was still staring at Chen Rong.

But at this time, Chen Rong had stepped on the wooden shoes and walked towards Wang Hong's carriage ‘dada’. Chen Feng was very good at this time, and Chen Rong walked in front of her. The thin waist and the buttocks that were not grasped, outlined a charming charm to her back.

The maid looked at it and couldn't help laughing: "Girls seem to be very different from other girls?" Now that she was so vulgar and glamorous, her behavior and smile, however, had a sense of ease.

Chen Rong ignored it.

Soon, she came to Wang Hong’s carriage.

Looking around, the handsome and elegant Tsinghua, like a Yinyue man, is sitting on the collapse, looking at a book of silk.

Chen Rong glanced at him and slowly climbed into the carriage.

She just sat down, and Wang Hong whispered, "Go."

"Yes."

The wheels rolled and the smoke was slightly raised, and the team started off.

Chen Rong looked at Wang Hong again. Today, he is wearing a white dress with a high collar. The collar pleats embroidered the wings of the phoenix with pale golden silk thread, which made him very elegant.

Look at him with a slightly narrowed eyebrow, a light mouth, and a faint smile, which looks like a wounded person?

Looking at him, Chen Rong looked back.

At this time, Wang Hong's light laughter came from one side, "A Rong An is good, I don't need a doctor."

The laughter was gentle and gentle, but Chen Rong was mocking how he listened.

Chen Rong blinked and said slowly; "When A Rong heard that Lang Jun was going to send an **** to come, how dare he be upset?"

What she said was ironic of his coercion.

Wang Hong laughed out loud.

He slowly raised his head.

He tilted his head, a strand of broken hair fluttered before his eyes. With a smile, Wang Hong said softly, "Arong."

Chen Rong looked up at him.

Wang Hong met Chen Rong with a light expression and smiled lowly: "Now Rong is very moving."

Listening to his tone and looking at his expression, it seems that yesterday’s conflicts and yesterday’s various manifestations of Chen Rong were just changing ways to please him, just changing his name to attract his attention?

Chen Rong pursed her lips, and she turned decisively to look out of the carriage.

As soon as she turned her head, Wang Hong stopped speaking. Chen Rong glanced at him, and saw that he had several illnesses, but he didn't know what he was writing?

At this time, a carriage approached.

The carriage stopped immediately after Wang Hong’s carriage, and then Zhi Zhi and Huan Jiulang were pulled out of the carriage by their maidservants. They stepped on Wang Hong's carriage that stopped automatically, and sat down on the collapsed side opposite Wang Hong.

As soon as the two were seated, Yin Zhi burst out a grunt of laughter from his throat. As he laughed, he said to Huan Jiulang on the side: "Jiulang was not there yesterday, unfortunately, unfortunately, What a pity."

Speaking of this, he leaned forward and stared at Wang Hong’s neck seriously. He said strangely, "Hey, so sunny, how can Qilang wear such high-breasted clothes? Could it be that you have nothing to see on your neck Light?"

Wang Hong raised his head to whiten him and continued to look down at the book.

Huan Jiulang on one side said in his sharp voice: "Hugh is going to laugh again, the world is cold, and all foolish men and women are worthy of respect."

Finally, Huan Jiulang stood up. He gave a deep nudge towards Wang Hong, then turned to Chen Rong, and also gave a deep nudge towards her.

When doing this action, he really looked serious and looked very respectful.

Huan Jiulang hasn’t sat down yet, and the Zhi Zhi next to him can no longer laugh with self-control.

At this moment, Wang Hong said, "Come here."

An **** approached, calling: "Lang Jun?"

Wang Hong’s eyes were locked on the silk script, and his head was not raised. "Get these two people off the carriage."

As soon as the order came out, the guards outside responded, "Yes."

As soon as the word came out, Zhi Zhi shook his head again and again, and wowed, "We don’t have to hurry, we go, we walk alone." Laughing while weeping, the two didn’t even sit down, and they scrambled. Jumped off the carriage and ran.

Although the two have gone far, the weird laughter keeps coming.

Wang Hong frowned slowly.

He put away the silk script, turned to a guard and shouted, "Cut horse!"

At the order, the guard responded awe-inspiringly: "Yes."

After the response, the guard pulled out his waist knife and rushed toward the carriage where Shiji and Huanjiulang were sitting.

At this moment, the laughter from the carriage has attracted a lot of attention. These people could not help screaming when they saw the guard rushing like a whirlwind.

The crowd's screams disturbed Li Zhi in the carriage, and now he stretched his head.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Han Sengsen’s big knife, and then Zhi Zhi shouted, shrank his head anxiously, and screamed: "Miserable!"

Yan Zhilang shouted, and Huan Jiulang also stretched out his head. So, in the strange cries of Zhi Zhi, and the hurried cry of Huan Jiulang, the guard rushed by, and while passing the carriage, the cold knife in his hand fell like lightning!

"Wow--" Blood light rose to the sky, and the horse head that was running was rolling down to the ground. At this time, the carriage was still moving with inertia.

At the moment, several guards from the Hu Family and Huan Family rushed forward, and a dozen hands extended at the same time, stabilizing the forward carriage.

In the carriage, the stunned Zhi Zhi was still yelling, and the sick and sick Huan Jiulang even shouted at the chest with his hand.

In all these excitement, the royal guard stopped the horse and explained to the curious eyes seriously: "The horse of the family is sick. To prevent the disease from infecting the horses, someone has to do this. Hot hands."

Finally, he steered the horse close to Yingzhi's carriage, leaned over, and whispered to the two of them, whispering in a low voice, said: "The two know that my Lang Jun is not happy, but he is mainly in his wound Moved the knife up, was this happy?" Here, he whispered again: "Lang Jun said just now, he and his two sympathetic brothers, both brothers, should feel the same and suffer the same sin. ... .. If the two are happy, they should be louder."

The words spit out, and the two men immediately became silent.

After walking for a day, there was finally a fork in the front. When the guards came to ask for instructions, Wang Hong still asked to leave the big team.

So, dozens of carriages, protected by five hundred escorts, walked onto the turnout.

Of course, Ping Yu and others are among them.

Gradually, Nanyang City has moved further and further away.

Chen Rong lifted the driving curtain and looked at the direction of Nanyang City. He secretly said: In the previous life, Nanyang City has never fallen into the hands of the Hu people. I really hope this is also the case in this life. . . . . . Not only in that Nanyang city, there are her servants and Tiantian shops. Also because, compared to Nanyang City~IndoMTL.com~ Jiankang is a stranger place.

In a blink of an eye, five days have passed.

This day, the weather is good, the winter sun shines warmly on the ground, looking at the light green on the loess road passing by the carriage, Chen Rong said softly, "Spring is coming."

She turned around and looked at Nanyang City again, and suddenly said to Wang Hong: "Qilang, there is no fireworks in Nanyang City so far, so Murong really wants to give up the siege?"

Wang Hong, leaning on the collapse, just looking at the silk book with his leisure time, raised his eyes, and replied faintly: "He left early."

Chen Rong lowered her mind and turned, she said softly, "I want to come like this." With Wang Hongdi acting as a person, how could he go so silently? Whatever happened, he would arrange it before he left, and it would make that Murong Ke had to retreat.

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