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However, Wang Hong pulled the car curtain down Shi Shiran. When the car curtains were swaying, he came from the carriage with a low voice, with a springy voice, "The new maid was very beautiful, so unbelievable... Please also forgive him." He In his voice, there was a strong breath.

Everyone outside was stunned.

For a time, whether it is His Majesty or King Ren, stay for a while. And the delicate-looking girl was already biting her lip, sobbing.

It has been stunned for a long time, almost suddenly, with a loud laughter.

I saw that the young emperor's eyes were bright. He stretched out his hand on the carriage and slumped forward and backward, because he laughed so much that he even burst into tears.

The young King Ren also laughed at the moment, and said, "Well, you are King Seven! Well, you are King Seven! Actually doing such happy things in this carriage, haha."

Most of Sima's children are more debauchery in their private lives and are proud of debauchery. Wang Hong's words came out, whether it was King Ren or several other youths, they were all overwhelmed, and they immediately found the satisfaction of knowing their friends.

When they laughed, Wang Hong's low voice came, "Let's go."

The guards stunned, and immediately responded with a yes, drove the horse forward.

As soon as the carriage moved, everyone looked at the young emperor. The emperor, who was laughing, saw his hands, and clapped his hands, shouting, "Let go, let me know, Wang Langya's seven temperaments are so clean, this, after happy, I'm afraid to rush back to the house to bathe and change clothes? Hahahaha ."

In his laughter, the carriage went away.

One person has been staring at Wang Hong’s convoy, he is preparing to plug in several times, but the emperor is laughing happily, and the two kings are also talking about Xing Zhengnong, so that he has never found a chance.

Until the laughter of the emperor ceased, he found an opportunity to come forward and whispered: "Your Majesty, Wang Qi went to, not in the direction of the palace... Your Majesty looks, he is going to West Mountain Taoist Temple."

Xishan Taoist Temple? The Emperor's eyes opened, he blinked twice, and suddenly lowered his voice, Huo Huo smiled and said: "Could it be that Wang Qi wanted to do this jolly thing in front of the Sanqing Dao Zu?"

The man didn't think the emperor would associate like this, so he blinked and froze.

The king’s carriage is close to the emperor, and at this moment, he is still looking at the direction of Wang Hongyuan’s going. Looking at it, he burst into a chuckle and laughed: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."

On his side, a young man similar to him also shook his head again and again, he sneered: "Lian Langya Wang Qi is also the same, hum, look at how the deciduous deceased men accuse us."

The young emperor laughed all the time, and the tears couldn't stop because he laughed so much. He heard him haha ​​and said: "Wang Qihao, Wang Qi is very good! Grandma, this Wang Qi is really a person of my generation, acting unrestrained, want to be happy when you want to be happy. Grandma, good, good, very good I agree!"

He laughed and cheered.

The servant who was behind him opened his mouth and opened it, and then opened and opened it, but I didn’t know what to do. He had never imagined that His Majesty, who was originally a prince of Langya Wang, who was less prestigious, would dislike him because of such ridiculous things, and let it go so easily. . . . . . . Not only him, but the two real power lords present at the scene actually saw the joyous expressions of the same fellow.

Only the delicate-looking woman was sulking with her mouth at the moment. After seeing a few elder brothers talking and laughing, she yelled in a low voice: "Don't laugh! Don't say anything!" Bian With lips closed, she cried with a wow. As she cried, she stretched out her sleeves and wiped tears, choked with sobs: "Dead King Seven, Bad King Seven... Woo, I don't like such King Seven."

When I saw the girl sad, a few men were startled, and suddenly he smiled again. King Renxin, driving close to her sister, sighed: "Silk boy, even if Wang Qi is Liu Xiahui, we will not allow you to marry him. What's the use of being sad?"

The girl was dumbfounded and turned to cry even more fiercely.

Wang Hong’s carriage is still moving forward.

At the moment, the team is a little quiet, only Chen Rong's murmur and Wang Hong's gentle whisper sound from time to time.

Several staff members looked at each other, and one of them approached and said to the swaying car curtain: "Lang Jun, if you do this, the patriarch will be angry." The voice was a little serious.

The other staff member was on one side and said with a heavy voice: "Lang Jun, there are countless ways to deal with your majesty. Why do you use this one? If you act like this, those honest courtiers will disappoint you. ."

In the long sighs of the two, the third staff frowned and said unpleasantly: "Lang Jun sent his family high hopes that a few days ago, several secretaries recommended you and wanted you to work. There is no need to act like this. This time, the deceased people will say something again. Those who are family members will also be more uneasy."

The persuasion and sighing of the three did not arouse the slightest disturbance. The people inside were still whispering softly to a woman, not even thinking about them.

The three of you looked at me, I looked at you, and in the end all sighed.

After the carriage made a circle in the street, it quietly walked from a small road into the West Mountain Taoist Temple.

When Chen Rong woke up, the twilight of Xishan Mountain, the return of the birds' chirping, and the colorful sunset light penetrated through the screen, illuminating half the room.

She is lying in the sunset light, a ray of evening light, dancing in front of her eyes.

After turning his eyes wide, Chen Rong slowly turned his head slowly.

She met a beautiful face. At the moment, this face is just overhead. And she was curled up in his arms.

She woke up and did not wake him up. At this moment he was leaning on the side and sleeping fast. On Junyi's unparalleled face, long lashes cast a curved shadow. The golden sunlight scattered on his white and jade-like skin. In the sunlight, you can see the light hair on his thin lips.

Chen Rong blinked, slowly reached out his hand, and tentatively touched his face.

Finger slipped on the warm skin and slipped, Chen Rong withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

She lowered her head, motionless, and suddenly her eyes widened.

At this moment, her waist was warm.

Wang Hong woke up?

Chen Rong was stiff.

The person behind him did not notice her stiffness. His long fingers gently hugged her small, smooth waist, and he opened his mouth low, "Wake up?"

Chen Rong lowered his eyebrows for a while, and then replied dryly: "Yes."

Head down, facing the rigid Chen Rong, his dumb, gentle voice rang in the room, "You are in the middle of a scent."

This is a declarative sentence.

As Chen Rong lowered his head and his hair was like a vent, his gentle voice sounded like a spring. "A Rong has not lived in the land where Kangluoyang was built. It is normal for some things not to be understood. Great aristocrat, he has been enjoying for hundreds of years. For hundreds of years, they want to have fun with all kinds of tricks. They are masters of alcohol, medicine and women. Some are tired of these, and they like to play beautiful teenagers.

He curled up Chen Rong’s strands of ink, and after tangling his fingers, he said softly: "The medicine and wine, they have been soaked for so many years, they have been so careful with all kinds of tricks, It is also inevitable." He seemed to see Chen Rong's self-blame and annoyance. This sentence should be as gentle and gentle as the breeze.

Chen Rong did not speak.

While his whisper is still in the sunset light, wandering in the small bedroom, "I let people sing that day, can Arong hear it?"

Speaking of this, he sang to himself, "On the point of being cheap and right, saying right and wrong, let him be a prince and a prime minister, but he can't escape the buns. The prosperity today, the smoke of the Ming Dynasty, is Wang Xie Fanglan, today's world , Only exempt from criminal disaster."

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For a long time, Chen Rong asked lowly: "You said that Wang Xie Fanglan is only exempt from criminal disaster?"

"In fact, it should be exempt from punishment only."

Only exempt from punishment? In other words, in such a world, such excellent children as Wang Xie have only the right to be exempted from public execution? Does that mean that assassinations under the dark, medicines, deaths, and violent diseases are all possible?

His five fingers were combed through her hair and said in a casual tone: "The major families are very satisfied with the current situation."

Hearing this, Chen Rong Yi Lin.

The Hu people invaded, the people in the north were killed in batches, and the land of emperors like Luoyang was trampled down one at a time. Numerous large cities like Moyang City were attacked by the Hu people and burned. Countless families, countless Jin people, died tragically under the hoof of the Hu people, and the bones piled up into mountains. And the major families are still very satisfied with this situation?

So many people don’t like the emperor’s wiseness?

In this way, it is the children of Langya Wang and Chen Junxie. If they have the political talent, the ability to march, the determination of the world, and the ability to expel the Hu people, aren't those people willing to see?

No wonder.

The more Chen Rong wanted to understand, the more disappointed he was. For a long while, she murmured, "Then you?"

Rao is sober, but his safety is involved, and Chen Rong is also involuntarily worried. Wang Hong behind him couldn't help smiling slightly.

He lowered his eyebrows and said softly, "I've sent someone to take care of you."

This sentence appeared too suddenly. Obviously still pulling those current affairs, he suddenly threw this sentence.

Chen Rong froze, his mouth moved, but he was speechless.

. . . . . . She wanted to refuse, but in such a Jiankang city, she could be fascinated by the incense today, and tomorrow, she would be harmed by more advanced means.

Slowly, Chen Rong with closed eyes smiled, she said lowly: "Thank you."

"No need."

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At this time, Chen Rong had unknowingly moved away from his arms, so he stood up at will as he supported it.

He took two steps.

Just over Chen Rong, he turned to look at her.

At this time, the setting sun was just right, and the gleams of golden light spread on his body, on his ink hair, between his brows and eyes, in his robe with wide sleeves, almost suddenly, his entire body became gorgeous and difficult, But extremely misty.

He looked at her like this with his head turned sideways, and his hair stopped in front of his left eye. Ink hair is like a curtain, that jade-like face, and the clear and high-eyed eyes, framed his whole person into an eternal, beautiful picture.

At this moment, beauty is like jade.

And this beauty, like a jade, is looking at her tenderly, looking at her.

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