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Wang Hong said here, smiling and looking at Chen Rong quietly.

Under the moonlight, he stood like this, with a smile on his face, a clear eye, and a really leisurely expression.

But Chen Rong has known him for a long time, and understands that when he looks at her so quietly, it is when he is pondering her thoughts.

At the moment, she smiled noncommittally and looked at the shady distance, saying casually: "Your Majesty, this is for me to have my own child."

She is telling Wang Hong that the emperor gave the beautiful young boy to let her have children. . . . . . . A woman with a child usually has everything. From then on, you can not be lonely and no longer alone. Since it is, there can be no men.

Chen Rong’s voice is calm and grateful, as if there is no meaning in this sentence.

Wang Hong, who smiled like a crescent moon, his smile hardened slightly.

He turned his head and looked quietly at the distance between the world and the world.

After a while, he said, "Your Majesty is good to you." He wanted to calm his voice, but after saying it, there was more or less anger.

Chen Rong heard the unpleasantness in his tone, and was heartbroken, and wanted to laugh out loud, but he didn't dare. She pursed her lips and responded gently: "Yeah." When she came here, she smiled brightly and turned to Wang Hong happily, said: "Your Majesty gave me thousands of acres of land this time, and there is such a good house. This time , I’m here to build Kangcheng, and it’s a lower body."

On the moonlit night, Wang Hong's mouth twitched slightly, a smile.

Chen Rong reached out and brushed her hair with her temples fluttering. She looked a little energetic. She looked at the front and said yearningly: "Arita has Zhuangzi, and there will be a child in the future... My Chen's Arong , Finally got my wish."

"Is that what you want?"

Wang Hong’s voice was a little low and a little deep, he narrowed his eyes and stared dangerously at Chen Rong.

Chen Rong didn't look at him, so he didn't know that he had a bad face. She nodded her head, briskly, and said proudly: "Yes. In my life, I finally got what I wanted." She tilted her head and laughed crisply, "I used to think that in this life, I can marry an ordinary and simple. The cold-hearted scholar supported him to accumulate some money and give birth to a few smart children, and then he would be content. Qilang, you don’t know, when I was idle, I still thought about what to do to keep me. The husband’s heart made him not want to be a concubine."

Speaking of which, she smiled guilty.

He lowered his head, Chen Rong crossed the water wave with a bamboo pole, and in the moonlight, after a circle of dim ripples, Chen Rong smiled and his eyebrows were curved, "For a while, I thought I would never do it. . I didn’t expect His Majesty to be so good to me. Now, although I can’t enjoy my family’s pleasure, there are fields, villages, and children. It’s also very good.”

She turned to Wang Hong and met him quietly again. It was too quiet, with cold eyes. However, Chen Rong didn't care when he was open. She blinked at him, naughty, and coquettishly came forward gently, quietly said: "Qilang."

She bit her lip and smiled shyly. She wanted to speak for a while, and then she smiled again.

He lowered his head, Chen Rong twitched his hands, and Nane said, "Qilang, you should do something to me, OK?"

As soon as her voice fell, Wang Hong said lightly and coldly: "Not good."

Chen Rong froze, she looked at him in amazement and whispered: "I didn't even speak."

Wang Hong's mouth turned round and said with a smile: "You don't just want me to agree, if you are pregnant with my child, the child will follow you, it has nothing to do with me."

In Chen Rong's admiration, with a somewhat frustrated expression, he smiled, wide-sleeved, and said lightly: "Thinking that for hundreds of years, it is the first person to pass on the blood of the Langya Wang clan. If they don’t appear, they will be rejected!”

His voice was soft and soft as before, but it was really cold. Chen Rong didn't dare to speak, so he shut his mouth and turned his back to him.

Although she is facing away, she still smiles happily and her eyes are bright. Obviously, Chen Rong at this moment is still excited, and still full of passion for his future.

Wang Hong saw this, his mouth was ripped, and he held his hands, looking in the opposite direction to her, and said lightly: "Chen Arong, you died this heart."

Chen Rong looked back in surprise. In a puzzled look, he smiled and said coldly: "No matter now or in the future, a man near you, come one, I will kill one!"

He turned back suddenly, staring at Chen Rong gently, reached out his hand, and gently brushed the dust that did not exist on her sleeve,

Youyou said: "Therefore, in your life, there will be no heirs who inherit your family business!"

He threw the words here, not waiting for Chen Rong to get angry, but the burning fire in his chest was getting more and more prosperous. He stepped forward a few steps, stood at the head of the boat, and ordered without looking back : "Skip faster!"

The voice is deep in rage.

Chen Rong was stupefied first, she almost said: I never thought, besides you, let other men approach me.

But there was no exit at all, and not only did Chen Rong think of the man’s toughness and ruthlessness, he felt secret hatred.

At the moment, she grunted her mouth and tapped the bamboo pole heavily in the water.

With the splashing sound of ‘pop’, the light boat rushed fast, and in a blink of an eye, the fountain of sleeve wind was thrown far away.

Wang Hong didn’t speak, and Chen Rong didn’t speak. All of a sudden, only the sound of flowing water, and the sound of bamboo poles swaying in the water, came mixed with the humming of insects and beasts.

Wang Hong was very angry. After standing in Zhoutou for a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand in the void, and scolded with hate: "Damn!"

This swearing made Chen Rong look up at him.

Wang Hong turned away from her. In the moonlight, Jun's face turned a little blue. He grinded his teeth and said with hate: "It's all this faint king!"

Chen Rong pursed his lips and wanted to return to him, he finally refrained.

At this time, Wang Hong walked a few steps, crossed Chen Rong, and next to the boat's collapse, he untied a tied wine urn. He raised the wine urn, and raised his head and took a sip.

When he heard the sound of the wine gutting, Chen couldn't bear to say: "Don't drink it." She took a step and snatched the wine urn, shouting: "This is in the river, you want to drown. Ah?"

Wang Hong let her grab the wine urn, he did not look at her, just turned his back and pouted.

At this time, Chen Rong's low and gentle voice came, "Can you be well ill? The river has a strong stroke, so don't hurt your body." After a pause, she persuaded: "Let's go back."

The man ignored her.

Chen Rong saw that he didn’t look back. He was still sulking like a child and could not help whispering: "I don’t necessarily have a good illness...I really don’t care about myself."

The man with her back to her is still motionless.

Chen Rong blinked, when Wang Hong sneezed.

Chen Rong was stunned, and he sneezed again and again.

Chen Rong hurried forward, she pulled his sleeve and whispered, "Cold? Let's go back."

The man didn’t look back, but when she tugged tightly, he pulled his sleeves away.

Feeling the hesitation in his movements and hearing Chen Rong sneezing from him, he was a little angry and a little funny. She stretched out her arms and hugged him in this way, trying to keep him warm. Chen Rong softly persuaded: "Qi Lang, the river is too windy and easy to catch cold.

Wang Hong ignored it.

Chen Rong was helpless and dragged him back. This time, he dragged him easily. He dragged Wang Hong to a few places fixed by iron chains and pressed him against the collapse. Chen Rong looked around and found no clothes. He continued to warm him from behind.

The man in his arms sneezes out again.

Chen Rong was uneasy, and sat on the slump quickly, putting his head in his arms. While warming him with his own body, he used his other hand to row the boat back. Chen Rong complained: "Why didn't you even bring a servant?"

The man didn’t speak, but lay quietly in her arms. Under the moonlight, the eyes that were gently closed showed a trace of fragility and helplessness.

Chen Rong lowered his head and gently pressed a kiss on his eyebrow. Just after kissing, she thought of the hatefulness of the man in front of her, and she said angrily: "It's obviously bad and overbearing, and pretentious, I’m sick like a child."

The man moved and retorted in her arms: "I don't even have a number, I was never an adult."

Somehow, when he heard him say this, Chen Rong fluttered and laughed. With a smile, she couldn't help it, the laughter became more and more joyful.

At this moment, Chen Rong stopped her laughter and quickly raised her head: she heard the sound of the stroke,

He raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked towards the sound. Gradually, at the end of the field of vision, a few leaves appeared.

"Someone is here!"

Chen Rong whispered towards Wang Hong, her voice was alert.

Wang Hong didn't answer, and the few Ye Pianzhou came to her directly.

Chen Rong sat straight, staring at those people in an instant. In a blink of an eye, several boats floated away, before Chen Rong opened his mouth, and a loud voice came, "But Lang Jun?"

This sound is familiar.

Chen Rongzheng was thinking about it, and the man in her arms opened quietly, "Come on."

As soon as the voice fell, several rough-hearted men shouted at the same time, "It's Lang Jun!" They rowed the boat, and leaned over without any effort.

When approaching Chen Rong's Qingzhou, Wang Hong had Shi Shiran standing up. A few teenagers walked around, and when Chen Rong was still a little puzzled, they put a robe on Wang Hong and planned to hold him towards the few flat boats.

Wang Hong didn’t move. He turned around and threw a robe. He said softly: "Put it on." It wasn't until Chen Rong put on his robe that he reached out and took her hand, facing the huge Walked in the flat boat.

As soon as the two came over, a few leaf giant boats lit a torch at the same time. The men put the torches in the bow and the tail of the boat. For a moment, only the sound of the torch burning sounded in the night sky.

At this time, Wang Hong smiled faintly, his eyes were clear, and he behaved through his usual veteran and wisdom, and more importantly, he didn't even sneeze one more time. . . . . . . Chen Rong stared at him a little suspiciously, but thinking that this man was so proud, he would never play such a trick in front of himself, and would stop thinking about it.

Several strong men simultaneously exerted force, and the giant boat was moving fast, and the swaying water splashes formed a white line, extending one by one to the horizon.

Walking and walking, Chen Rong, who was looking at the scenery, suddenly shouted, "I went wrong."

She called to the strong men: "Wrong direction."

Jiankang is in the southeast. As you can see from the Big Dipper, the boat sailed against the northwest.

Chen Rong's cry was deafened.

Chen Rong was stunned, turning his head to look at Wang Hong, and facing the fire, his handsome and noble face, Chen Rong shouted: "It was really going in the wrong direction." She pointed towards the sky, Tao: "Look, the Big Dipper is over there, we should go in the opposite direction to return to Jiankang."

In her previous life, she followed Ran Min. Ran Min is a general and must be proficient in geography and geography. In order to have a common language with him, Chen Rong also knows one or two of these basic knowledge. It can be said that she is more knowledgeable than most nobles in Jiankang City.

Maybe her eyes are too sincere and her tone is too confident, Wang Hong slowly turns her head.

He is laid back and clear, like the eyes of the peak of the snow mountain, looking at her quietly.

He smiled slightly, looked at Chen Rong with a graceful appearance that was only found in the nobles, and said, "There is nothing wrong."

In Chen Rong's staring eyes, he said gracefully: "We don't need to go back to Jiankang."

Don’t go too far.

Chen Rong was stunned, she whispered: "What?" Biting her lip, she asked again: "You, what did you just say?"

Wang Hong stretched his hand to hold a glass of wine from the collapse and delivered it to Chen Rong. He smiled faintly and casually and said, "No need to panic, we will not return to Jiankang tonight."

"Then where are you going?"

Chen Rong leaned forward slightly, asking with anger. . . . . . At this time, Hou did not find that she had no feeling for this noble and elegant posture. She finally subconsciously ceased to feel humble, and finally no longer looked at someone else, she bowed her head, and when someone else said a word, she dared not speak.

She didn't notice, but Wang Hong did.

He quietly looked at Chen Rong, who was angry, and raised his corner of his mouth. He said: "Go to Nanyang." When he settled, he whispered: "The direction we are going now is Nanyang City. Take Crossing this waterway, there is a horse carriage."

Chen Rong grinded her teeth and said with low anger: "What are you talking about?" Her voice shivered with anger. "This is going to Nanyang? Who wants to go to Nanyang with you?" She couldn't help mentioning her voice. Shouted: "Wang Qilang, please tell me clearly! When did I promise you to go to Nanyang?"

In her glare, Wang Hong took a sip of wine. Seeing him for a long time without answering, Chen Rong was so angry that he stretched out his hand and snatched his glass.

Wang Hong didn’t mind that the glass was robbed. He lay back and looked at the moon in the sky quietly. He replied: "Your Majesty, I know best."

Unexpectedly, he would mention the emperor. Chen Rong couldn't help but hold his anger and tilted it.

In her eyes, Wang Hong said: "He is a little impulsive to do things. When he is impulsive, he can’t wait to get things done at once. He doesn’t have longevity either. Anyone, after a month or two, Will be thrown to the corner."

He turned to Chen Rong. Under the moonlight, his eyes were bright with a smile, "Has Rong not understood? He now has too much control over you. I want to take you to Nanyang to avoid misfortune, Come back in the last month or two."

Chen Rongqi.

Wang Hong looked at Chen Rong, who gritted his teeth in anger, and smiled into a crescent moon.

Staring at him with such a smile, Chen Rong was angry and hateful. She grinded her teeth, and then grinded her teeth, and she couldn’t help it anymore. One leaned forward and choked his throat.

It's strange to say that she threw herself up like this, tightly squeezing his key points, but the big guys didn't see it, not only ignored, but turned their heads one by one.

When Chen Rong twitched his fingers and grinded his teeth, Wang Hong sneezes continually.

Chen Rong hated her so much that she gritted her teeth and said: "Don’t pretend, I won’t be fooled again."

The answer to her was still the sound of sneezing.

Unconsciously, Chen Rong let go of his neck and lowered his head to look at him.

The man under her just laughed out loud when she just looked down. He laughed so hard that he coughed,

Even what I said, with a smile, "A Rong really loves me so deeply."

Chen Rong hated his head so low that he bit his neck. As soon as he approached, he heard the man smile and said, "Hey, don’t bite your ears. Last time you bite on your shoulder, it took me a long time to explain, This time I'm going to bite my ear, I haven't said anything."

Chen Rong was so angry that she gasped and couldn’t help shouting, “I’m not playing with you!” She pushed him heavily, turning her back to him. Her eyes were red because she was so angry.

At this time, her back was warm, but the man put her arms around her. He hugged her tightly, resting her chin on her hair, and gently persuaded: "Why should Arong be angry?" He smiled lowly, "You, you are stubborn, love me obviously, but also angry, knowing clearly Can't escape me, I still have to struggle."

He hugged her back, shook her, and mumbled softly: "I really don't like this stunned king. I don't care what he does, why is he so interested in your business? Bah! I also give the beautiful boy to you! One day I will get angry and kill this foolish coma!"

Chen Rong realized that he had been doing this for a long time. I want to laugh and be angry now.

In an instant, Chen Rong thought: If your majesty can't remember me anymore, it would be a good thing. At least, he will not withdraw his rewards on a whim. . . . . . . For the emperor, she was still afraid of his moody mood. Today, when she was with him, she shed a few cold sweats. The fear of being a king like a tiger has been rooted in her heart.

Besides, now that the wood has become a boat, it is useless to be angry.

Thinking about it, Chen Rong gathered his anger.

She reached out and pulled away the man’s hands with thin waists and asked, "Are you really in Nanyang?"

"Nature." He clasped her more and more, and his voice was lazy. "There are so-called cunning rabbit caves. I bought some local stores there."

For some reason, when Chen Rong heard this, he suddenly felt a little chilly.

Wang Hong stared at Chen Rong with a straight back, and continued: "Now that the Hu people have shifted their goals, Nanyang City is already a safe place, so I want to see if I have been plowing."

He leaned closer to Chen Rong and sighed into her pierced ears, laughing lowly: "Qing Qing thinks it is right?"

Chen Rong ignored him.

At this moment, the man behind sighed lowly and muttered, "There are some jewels buried in Jiankang, this is the second cave. Then where should the third cave be located?"

He turned to Chen Rong and smiled, "Qing Qing thinks where is the third cave?"

Chen Rong said quietly, "I don't know."

The man touched her thin waist for a moment, and said to himself: "It's impossible, too. That Nanyang's farm products can be recorded under one's name, Jiankang's Zhuangzi can be recorded to another friend. In the name of the third cave, who should be insured in the name of the third cave?"

Speaking of this, he turned to Chen Rong again and asked, "Which name does Qing Qing think it is better to remember?"

Chen Rong pursed her lips and replied faintly: "I don't know."

Wang Hong laughed and said, "Qing Qing is really not smart, he doesn't know anything."

Chen Rong burst into a smile.

She looked back at him, her smile was like a flower, and her voice was soft and full of nature, "Qilang really is, or there are a lot of celebrities in the world... This kind of thing cares about copper smells, so she is not afraid of insults. Lost your British name?"

Wang Hong smiled with his white teeth. He reached for the tug of war and smiled and said: "This Ah Rong wouldn't know... The big husband was doing something. Everything is in your hands, and you can see everything clearly so that you can handle things calmly when contingency comes, only if you want to go in, and if you want to retreat, you can retreat without fear of people or things. This is also a celebrity style."

He spread his hands, let go of Chen Rong, looked up at the moon in the sky, and smiled lightly and gently, "So bright moon, so beautiful, Arong, play a song for the husband."

As soon as his voice fell, a strong man held the piano case and placed it in front of Chen Rong.

When Chen Rong was angry with Wang Hong, he stubbornly replied: "No mood, don't want to!"

Wang Hong was not angry at all. He smiled casually and said, "Qing Qing is not in a mood, but he is in a good mood."

Finally, he sat upright and took the piano from the strong man. His long fingers flicked up, and a ray of piano began to spread.

As he did, his piano sounds are full of leisure, self-interest, and a smug triumph.

Chen Rong listened, but couldn't help it. He turned back and gave him a fierce glance at him.

Wang Hong did not see it.

His eyebrows and eyes closed, his handsome and elegant face, both noble and dusty. Those eyes were clear, as if not stained with dust.

As if frightened by his radiance, the fireflies at three or five o'clock gradually approached, swirling around his hands.

At this time, a strong man whispered: "Hey, so late, how can there be a boat?"

Chen Rong turned his head to look at ~IndoMTL.com~ As expected, at another river channel, a little light turned around, and when he looked closely, it was also a flat boat.

The sound of the piano came slowly.

Almost suddenly, there was a clear, full-bodied voice in the flat boat, "Where is the high man playing the piano here? The bright wind of the moon, how can there be foreign music? Unfortunately, the sound of the foot, It is rare in the world, but there is lightness in joy."

In such a quiet night, the sound is very loud.

Wang Hong didn't raise his eyebrows, his hands gently stroked, and the sound of the piano gradually closed.

Lifting his head casually, Wang Hong smiled quietly and replied: "This gentleman is biased. The beauty is in her arms, she is as happy as she wishes, and she is full of melody and joy."

As soon as his answer came out, the man was startled, and suddenly he laughed.

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