Mei Gongqing: Quilt??? Fear??????? Now i??

Chen Rong walked in front of Wang Hong, looked up at him, and asked in a low voice: "How?"

When Wang Hongqing smiled, she hurriedly asked, "How is it going outside?"

"Alright."

Chen Rong lip pursed, "Don't bluff me! I heard, there was a lot of talk outside, and this is just Nanyang City."

She said that she looked at Wang Hong again.

Wang Hong smiled. He stretched his hand to caress her hair, with a relaxed temperament, "How about life? What about death? Every little thing, don’t mess up."

He seemed to speak casually, but Chen Rong, who heard this, was shocked.

She is the one who really died once, the one who truly understands "how to live, how to die"!

I saw her biting humiliation for a while, and when she looked up again, she was all smiles. This is not just a smile, it is a person who feels relaxed from the heart, and relaxes from the heart.

Her smile made Wang Hong stunned. In his curious, puzzled eyes, Chen Rongfu was blessed and responded briskly: "The husband is very good."

Seeing Wang Hong still staring at himself, Chen Rong couldn’t help but throw a charming eye away, and his voice exclaimed softly: "How can a master like a fairy outside the world look like a wolf, and he is so sullen? Also?"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Hong smiled dumbly. He was about to speak. A footstep came, and a maidservant called out respectfully outside the arch: "Yu Guanglu, your servant asks for advice."

When the voice just started, Wang Hong's sleeves rose, and Shi Shiran entered, and Chen Rong watched him leave, responding: "Let them come in."

"Yes."

Two men in their thirties came in, following their women behind them.

These four are all loyal servants who followed Chen Rong from Pingcheng. As soon as they saw them, Chen Rong quickly greeted him.

The four servants did not wait for her to approach, and they knelt down on the ground and gave a big gift, crying with joy, "I have seen a girl."

"Get up."

"Yes."

"Come on, sit down."

"Yes."

The four of them relaxed in front of Chen Rong. After sitting down, the oldest servant took out a silk book from his arms and said respectfully: "Girl, this is the six hundred and fifty acres of good land We have already cultivated, the rice chestnut grows gratifyingly, the girl rarely comes to Nanyang, do you want to see the last one?"

Chen Rong took the silk book and looked carefully.

She takes it seriously. She was a man of the two worlds, and she deeply understood that even if the four people in front of her were the most loyal, she trusted the most, the precautions she should do, and the rules she should have are indispensable. This has always been the case in this world, at the right price, anyone has the possibility of betrayal.

She was a mistress in her previous life. Although the silk was written crudely, Chen Rong understood it completely.

After a while, she nodded and said, "Not bad."

The two servants smiled and smiled at the same time.

Chen Rong smiled, stretched the silk book forward, and said, "You..." only spit out two words, reached out with one hand, and cut off the silk book.

This hand is slender and fair, and the joints are round, but is it Wang Hong?

Chen Rong was a little surprised to see Wang Hong taking the silk script.

With her head down, her hair covered in front of her eyes, Sheng Xue in white, like Wang Hong, who looks like an immortal, looking through the account book as if reading a book of poetry.

He turned his hand over and handed it to the four people.

Four servants took it. Quickly thank you. They wanted to say something, but when they saw Wang Hong standing beside them, they dared not say it. At the moment, the four retired one by one.

When the four of them watched the retreat, Wang Hong said softly: "When purchasing these fields, Qing Qing just entered Nanyang." He turned his eyes to Chen Rong, seemingly smiling, "At that moment, Qing Qing and Ran Min That man, I can't come to one or two sides...I saw one or two sides, so I recorded Tian San in his name."

Hearing this, Chen Rong's heart was a little bit, and the smile on his face could not help but be replaced by flattering.

Looking at Chen Rong, who smiled very well, Wang Hong raised his lips, and said slowly: "Will Qing Qing explain one or two with Wei Fu?"

Chen Rong was still smiling, and as soon as his voice fell, she replied: "I can't help it either. Under the fence, it's an unmarried woman, even if you have property and can't belong to me alone." She said Here, the voice is a little small, "I think about it, General Ran comes and goes like a wind, is a strong person, and remembered in his name, he will not be taken by the villain."

"Is it?"

"Yes, yes." Chen Rong nodded in a hurry.

Wang Hong smiled slowly.

When Chen Rong was feeling guilty, when he saw his smile, he didn't know why, and he was a little flustered.

"Why not remember it under my name?"

Wang Hong asked slowly, "Think of me Wang Qilang, who is from an extraordinary background, and he is also a strong person. In my name, the villain will not be able to **** it."

"Hey, hey." Chen Rong smirked quickly. When he saw him staring at himself quietly, his face was a little cold. She said in a hurry: "That, that, that..."

She was "that" for a while, but couldn't say anything.

Wang Hong is still staring at her quietly, staring at her.

For a while, until Chen Rong couldn’t say a word anymore, and his head dipped lower and lower, he said very gently and carefully: "It wasn’t until now that I believed that Arong really wanted to marry him. ."

His voice was soft and soft, as if he was afraid of moving his heart, and soft as if he was afraid of breaking the peace between him and her.

Therefore, clearly his tone was calm, but Chen Rong Leng felt that he was hurt by himself.

She lowered her head and her lips squirmed several times, but still couldn't think of an explanation.

At this moment, Wang Hongti left.

Chen Rong was anxious and quickly pulled his sleeves and asked anxiously, "You, where are you going?"

Wang Hong slowly turned back.

He looked at her quietly and looked at her. After a while, he pulled back his sleeves and said, "Get ready to go."

"Where to go?"

"Naturally is Jiankang!"

Jiankang, but go to Jiankang like this? Don't stay in Nanyang? Chen Rong froze. She glanced back and forth at Wang Hong. She couldn't see any thoughts in his face. She had to take back her cranky thoughts, smiled, and responded happily: "Okay."

When Chen Rong was ready, the carriage was ready to go.

The convoy slowly drove out of the palace.

Last year’s large-scale southward migration, the princes in Nanyang City had already gone. Now that Chen Rong is walking in Nanyang City, he feels that the streets are much colder than he remembers.

Looking at the sparse crowd, Chen Rong lifted the curtain and listened carefully to the whispers from all around.

However, wherever the team went, the pedestrians spread out, where could she hear anything.

Just as Chen Rongdong looked away, a team of people appeared in front of him. A scribe walked out, but he was a familiar Zhang Xiang.

Zhang Xiang strode forward to the carriage, he took a deep stroke towards Wang Hong's carriage, and said loudly: "Following the order of Nanyang King, come and send Lang Jun."

In the carriage, Wang Hong leaned towards the back of the couch, with a graceful look, "Come and see you off, but no wine or pleasure?"

Zhang Xiang was stunned. He stared blankly at Wang Hong's clear and high eyes, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Wang Hong shook his hand, waved his hand, "June please come back."

As soon as the sound fell, the carriage drove past, and the agitated dust enveloped Zhang Xiang and others.

Zhang Xiang regained his spirit. He mentioned in his footsteps that he wanted to catch up and say something, but he was deterred by Wang Hongfengzai. For a moment, he immediately felt that it was too vulgar and boring to say anything or do anything. After thinking for a while, he still led the crowd to stand there, watching the team march towards the city gate.

After Wang Hong’s carriage, it was Chen Rong’s carriage.

Zhang Projectguang, who has stepped aside, is like everyone else, involuntarily chasing Qing Yan and charming, incapable of everything. Looking at Yun Biao's high-cut, elegantly dressed, and unattainable Chen Rong, Zhang Xiang retreated one step back, bowing his head and daring not to look directly at her.

The carriage slowly drove out of Nanyang City.

As soon as he left Chaoyang City, Chen Rong looked back. There are too many memories of her in this city. I don’t know when I will see you after this time.

When she was fascinated, the carriage in front stopped, and a guard called: "Lang Jun made you go."

He took the initiative to call her?

Chen Rong was in a good mood, he answered quickly, lifted the swing, and ran to Wang Hong’s carriage.

In the carriage, Wang Hong was holding a bamboo slip to hear Chen Rong’s footsteps, and he asked without raising his head: "Why do you feel so happy when you are walking?"

Chen Rongjing climbed into the carriage and smiled, "There are wine, books, and beauty, which is of course pleasant."

This answer is really beyond Wang Hong's expectations. He slowly put down the bamboo slips and looked towards Chen Rong.

As soon as he looked up, Chen Rong, who climbed into the carriage, laughed and threw it. She slammed into his arms heavily, dumped him in the carriage, pressed against him, leaned on her lips and kissed indiscriminately a few times, Chen Rong smirked and said: "Don't Lang Jun say that Xingle must be timely? The beauties are hugging, why are you hesitating?"

Wang Hong let her kiss her babbling, until she kissed a dozen times, he slowly took out his handkerchief, and wiped off the saliva on his face gracefully.

Looking up, he quietly looked at Chen Rong on his body, smiled lightly, and said, "Afraid?"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Chen Rong's face was stiff.

She buried her face in his arms, closed her eyes, and whispered: "Um." Suddenly, she said lowly: "Don't ignore me."

Chen Rong hasn’t heard Wang Hong talking for a long time, so he can’t help but look up at him.

But Wang Hong raised his head and looked quietly at the roof of the car, looking stunned.

Although he was preoccupied, he hugged her thin waisted hands, but he was warm and powerful.

Chen Rong's heart calmed down. He leaned back in his arms, watching the changing scenery outside the car window, humming softly.

Her song murmured, meaningless, but the voice was sweet and beautiful, full of joy and happiness.

Unconsciously, Wang Hong looked down at her, and after listening for a while, he gently asked, "Arong will live soon?"

"Um." Chen Rong nodded indiscriminately and continued to hum.

"Why are you happy?"

Chen Rong’s singing paused for a while, and she replied: “At this moment, my favorite Lang Jun is not on the horizon, not on the pillow of others, only on my side, so happy.”

Wang Hong caressed her dark black satin hair and put her lips together. He closed his eyes for a long time, and his lips overflowed with a sigh.

This sigh is different from the past. It seems clearer and firmer.

In silence, there was a low voice from outside guards, "Lang Jun, people have been sent."

Wang Hong responded casually.

The guard drove away. About half an hour later, another voice came from outside the car, "That man has already recruited." After a pause, the guard asked: "How to deal with it?"

"It's what you kill."

"Yes."

Another hour passed, and a staff member stepped forward to report: "Already on the road."

"Only him?"

"Exactly." The staff's voice was a little happy, a little proud.

"Got it, let me go."

"Yes."

However, in just three days, the people who came forward to report were wave after wave. Chen Rong wanted to hear something, but how she listened was still confused.

On this day, after the cool breeze, after a guard retreated, Wang Hong turned around and saw Chen Rong thoughtfully, calling out: "A Rong."

Chen Rong looked up at him.

His eyes are particularly clear, staring at her, he asked: "How did Arong learn about the appointment of the new Lord Moyang?"

He finally asked this question.

Chen Rong looked down, seeing her not speaking, Wang Hong smiled leisurely. He supported his chin with his hands, looking sideways at the lush green hills outside the window, saying: "The fourteenth five-year-old lonely girl dare to evacuate her wealth. For the husbands in the world do not dare to do. Knowing that there is drought ahead, make a warning in time. Even when crossing the river, they are calm and prudent, and they seem to have a sense of mind... At that time, A Rong was extremely clever and intelligent. I thought that Ah Rong was a brilliant man with great talent."

He looked back at Chen Rong, his eyes were clear, his mouth lightly raised, "Qing Qing, do you want to tell me what happened?"

Speaking of this, he stared at Chen Rong intently, waiting for her to answer.

Chen Rong, who kept his head down, felt bitter for a while. She pursed her lips and then her lips again. If it were in the past, she would tell him carelessly, she did not want to say.

But now, when the two of you are passionate, it’s already your heart that you can’t tell me.

The carriage was still moving steadily forward. The wheels of the "Gezhi Gezhi" rolled up the smoke and dust, which fell on the grass on the roadside, dyeing the turquoise green vegetation.

After being quiet for a while, Chen Rong finally spoke. Her lips moved and murmured, "I had a dream."

With a self-confident smile, she twisted her wide-sleeved corner and whispered, "That's the dream of Zhuangzi."

"Zhuangzi's dream?"

Wang Hong was a little surprised and wanted to laugh. He asked, "What did you dream of?"

Chen Rong bit his lip~IndoMTL.com~ said: "I dreamed that I moved to the south of the arc and came to Nanyang, where I stayed for more than ten years. That dream, I did it for months."

She looked up at him and said very seriously and seriously: "That dream is very real, very real, so I lived like a real one, and every time I wake up, I realize that it is A dream."

She can be said here, the pondering Wang Hong nodded and said, "Yes, this is a pretty good explanation."

The words seem to be unbelief.

He didn't believe it, and Chen Rong shut his mouth shut. In fact, if someone tells her this way, she won't believe it either.

In the carriage, tranquility was restored.

For a while, Chen Rong quietly raised his eyes and looked at Wang Hong. At that moment, Wang Hong suddenly said: "This time Moyang and Qiyang Two Cities sent another city master. The court blocked them tightly. There are ten people in the world who know the whole story."

He turned his head and stared at Chen Rong vigorously, saying: "A Rong is the eleventh man." (mei Gongqing..115115236)--(mei Gongqing)