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Chen Rong’s carriage slowly drove away in the eyes of everyone.

When several carriages drove into the main street, no one took a glance here: this builds a city, but the nobles are like dogs, and the emperor walks full.

Chen Rong lifted the curtain and looked at the lively Jiankang City. This time, she has not been on the street. She knew that her appearance was not good, and it was easy to provoke those noble nobles. Therefore, even if she was curious about the city, she had been patient.

However, you should not be afraid in the future. After entering the family and affixing the name of the family, her Chen's Arong is not free to move.

Girls laughed and sang from time to time in the streets. In the rich scent, all the clothes fluttered, and the woman with wide sleeves and thin waist ran past Chen Rong's carriage.

During Chen Rong's look around, the carriage slowly drove into the Chen Mansion.

The Zhumen Mansion, the alleyway is deep and the simple and deep, revealing a mystery of hundreds of times and thousands of times, this is the impression that this family gave her. Looking left and right, it seems that every leaf and every grass here has been carefully decorated and has a certain charm.

But now Chen Rong has no feeling for these. She pulled the carriage curtain down with interest, letting the wind-curtaining curtain block her face.

I don’t know how long it took, but a maid called softly, and then the car curtain was pulled away.

Chen Rong with a smile, supported by his maid, walked off the carriage.

Just as she smiled and walked on the wooden shoes, the light green robe fluttered with the wind, and the pearls shimmered in the black satin bun flashed, everyone's eyes were stagnant.

In a blink of an eye, everyone looked away.

In the construction of Kangcheng, there are countless beauties. Although such a beautiful girl like Chen Rong, she has a calmness and indifference that does not match her identity. Although she can’t hide the beauty, there is a This kind of solitude, which can't tell the truth, can only make everyone's eyes stagnate.

Then the middle-aged man who came over from Chen Rong, the fourth uncle of the Jiankang Chen family, Chen Kang Chen Zifang, saw Chen Rong walking down and chuckled, pointing to the huge, ten-storey courtyard in front of him, saying: " Ah Rong, this is your courtyard. Let’s see what else to add. Let people add it."

Speaking of this, he looked down and stood in the aisle in front of him, a few handsome girls and teenagers, said: "This is your girl, from today, everything will be her."

Eight teenagers bowed down to salute, and answered: "Yes."

They surrounded Chen Rong.

Chen Zifang smiled again, he said kindly to Chen Rong: "Arong."

Chen Rong Yifu, bowed his head and said: "Yes."

Chen Zifang said: "Since then, this is your home. Remember, you are Chen Arong."

This tone is a little serious, and Chen Rong responded quickly: "Arong knows."

Chen Zifang smiled, flicked his sleeves and walked away. As he walked away, those eyes scattered around and looked curiously at it, also withdrew them one by one. In an instant, the courtyard was clear.

Among the eight-year-olds, a 20-year-old maid with a melon seed face and a beautiful mole in her eyebrows came out. She reached out to hold Chen Rong, and while walking forward, she used the Wu Kang soft, which is unique to Jiankang people The language said: "But the girl is wondering?" She covered her mouth and smiled crisply. "The girl doesn't know, now you are in the room of Chen Gong Chen Chen in Nanyang. All things have to be said by Chen Gong Chen." "

This time when I came to this house, except for the person who greeted myself, the other elders were one. Chen Rong thought that she would have seen some elders before she said anything. Now after listening to the maid's explanation, she understood the reason.

However, this maidservant's well-intentioned mind didn't say anything, did she even know it?

Chen Rong had just thought of this, and the maid smiled again and said crisply: "The girl doesn't know. I need to learn from time to time about the way of looking at beauty." She explained with a smile: "The whole building Kang, every family like the Chen family like my Chen family, not only arranged special teachings for the maidservants, but also trained kabuki, walking, managing, and guarding for many years... otherwise, my Chens How can it be said that it is a century-old Gongqing family?"

Chen Rong nodded her head. In the past, she might be interested in these things. Now, she just wanted to keep a quiet life, and nodded indifferently.

I don’t know, it’s this attitude that she doesn’t care about. The servants and servants look in the eyes, but secretly whisper: I heard that the girl is a humble origin. , Calm manners.

The courtyard arranged for Chen Rong is located on the west side of Chen Mansion. A side door opens next to the courtyard. A street exits from the side door.

The entire courtyard is extremely elegant, even in this elegant, there is a kind of unpretentiousness.

When Chen Rong looked at it, the maidservant girl smiled again, "In this world, like Shi Chong, showing off the wealth on the street, and making the courtyard red and verdant, it is the inferior copper-smelling household. , First-class, everything is comfortable, the way of the world, only ideal."

Chen Rong, who experienced twice from life to death and from death to life, also understood. She nodded and said lowly, "The way of heaven and earth is only idealistic. This is really good. "

At this time, Chen Rong has stepped into his room.

Her room is very large, and the decoration is extremely simple, a bed collapsed a few curtains, no extra furniture.

Look again, there are four layers of gauze on the walnut floor, the bed behind the gauze collapses, the curtain is light and shallow, look carefully, the curtain is inlaid with it, all of them are actually The high-quality South Sea pearls are smashed and polished, and then inlaid. At first glance, it looks like a star, and it is countless.

Look again. The top of the bed tent is inlaid with fifty or sixty finger-sized pearls. . . . . . No matter the color, roundness, or size, this pearl is the same as what she wears between her hair buns.

In the whole room, there is a relaxing fragrance. Ran Min, who married Chen Rong in his life, although mixed well, but his residence has never been so rich and expensive. Low-key luxury.

Since Chen Rong was behind this courtyard, the maidservants have been paying attention to her performance. Seeing her now is not alarmed, the indifferent, invisible expression, as if in such a place, she once lived for ten years, just like the superb pearls piled on the top of the bed, just stones. . . . . . With such a performance, the maidservants were very satisfied, and secretly thought: No wonder she was a neighbouring girl who could win the celebrities of Nanyang City to be recommended by the celebrities of Langya, who praised her incessantly. Got the elegant hall.

It’s not unusual for His Majesty Jin to ask for a reward for a girl. Once the award is successful, her Chen Arong represents the face of the Chen family. She can be cunning, but she can't help being calm, she can be ruthless, but she can't be ungrateful, she can't be ungrateful, she can't be without the calm and grace, she is accustomed to the glorious noble temperament.

Under such high demands, such as a family with a long-lived crown such as Langya Wang, even the princess of the royal family of Sima is not seen in the eyes. In fact, the education of the children of Sima Royal, the family style and family rules, are really far away. Not as good as the children of these families.

After satisfaction, all the slaves retreated one by one.

Chen Rong was sitting in the room that belonged to her, lowered, staring at the seven-string piano that had just moved in.

When Pingya saw the door being taken, she hurriedly breathed out. After walking to Chen Rong, she lowered her voice and complained: "Girl, somehow, the old slave had not dared to gasp."

Chen Rong did not raise his eyes, and replied faintly: "You don't ask for anything, is it useful?"

Ping Yu stunned, thought for a while, and laughed, "Yeah, I don’t ask for anything, girl, I will be breathless when I see them again."

Chen Rong pursed his lips and smiled.

It's evening.

On the road, Chen Rong and others have already spent the Spring Festival. At this time, it was only a few days after the spring, and there was a little soft wind that was still cold.

Chen Rong looked at Xi Luo's sun, his hands were pulled out, and the piano sounded slowly.

The sound of the piano is leisurely, soothing, and there is a tightness, the usual gorgeousness, and the tranquility that she has never discovered. This is a kind of tranquility that finds the mountain so magnificent, and the quiet water makes her happy. It's just this kind of tranquility, coupled with urgency, which makes people feel that she is too urgent to ask for this kind of tranquility.

Slowly, the sound of the piano ceased.

Almost as soon as the sound of the piano stopped, a slap of applause came from behind her, and at the same time, Huan Jiulang smiled sharply, "Okay, okay. Every time I listen to Arong’s piano, The last change was very big."

Speaking of this, his voice was low, and he said weirdly: "But I don't know who's merit?"

This tone is a bit weird.

Chen Rong frowned, involuntarily, and she became stiff with her index finger stroking the piano.

Slowly, a smile spread on her face.

Chen Rong got up, turned his head halfway, slightly brow blessed and blessed, calling out; "Several Lang Jun are well."

Without looking up, she can also see that some of the well-dressed children in Chinese clothes have a figure that impresses her and does not want to see you again.

Therefore, after she was blessed, white and tender fingers flicked across the strings. Chen Rong smiled and said leisurely with leisurely: "The day is thin, the night is coming, and it is cold and windy. Lang princes, please come back."

She actually made a eviction order directly

Huan Jiulong laughed for the first time among the teenagers. He didn’t wait for everyone to react. He shoved one hand at a time, shouting, "Yes, yes, we go back, we will go back." Laughing as he pushed him, the sound of the footsteps of'Da Da Da' would suddenly appear Disappeared outside the arch.

However, the only person who was not picked up by Huan Jiulang was Chen Rong's last wish.

At the moment, Chen Rong smiled bitterly.

The sound of footsteps.

The handsome young man in white walked in front of her.

He stopped walking only three steps away from her, and looked down at her. He sighed softly and summoned softly, "Arong, don't smile like this, don't talk like this... ... This is not you."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Rong almost laughed out loud.

She slowly raised her head.

In the sunset light, her gorgeous and charming face, with red in the white, and the dark eyes, deep in the light and bright.

She tilted her head and looked at him, still smiling for a while, "Qiro, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Yeah, it’s been a long time since she disappeared for a century, so long that she is used to being so far away. . . . . .

Wang Hong looked at the charming and charming, with an indifferent Chen Rong, slowly, revealing a bitter smile.

He reached out and stroked Chen Rong's lips.

His movements are slow, elegant and natural.

Just when the index finger was not too far from her lips, Chen Rongmei whispered with a smile: "Lang Jun, please take care of yourself."

The voice is very soft, the voice is very quiet, but there is a kind of determination from the bones.

Wang Hong didn't seem to hear it.

His index finger pressed gently on Chen Rong’s lips that he had never avoided.

Stroking her plump lips, Wang Hong’s fingers were very cool. He gently rubbed her lips, and his eyes were fixed on her eyes. After a while, he twitched the corner of his lips and said lowly: " My Ah Rong... Hey," the voice was low and muffled with helplessness.

Chen Rong raised his eyebrows: his Arong?

In a blink of an eye, Chen Rong smiled charmingly, and she looked at Wang Hong like water, like a smile, her lips opened, gently holding his rubbing index finger on her lips.

As soon as she did this action, Wang Hong instantly stiffened.

Chen Rong stared at Wang Hong, who was stiff, and slowly, the tip of her tongue licked on his fingertips.

This lick made Wang Hong tremble with success, almost at the same time, his clear and watery eyes brightened.

Just as he focused and looked at Chen Rong happily, Chen Rong spit out his index finger, and the green and tender fingers were drawn to his throat.

In the warm and smooth touch, very suddenly, a sharp object touched his knot. This sharp thing was her gold hairpin. Chen Rong's wrist sank, and the gold hairpin pierced his flesh.

This accident happened very suddenly. Wang Honggang was delighted and delighted by her. In a blink of an eye, it was a sharp weapon, a gold hairpin locking the throat

When Wang Hong was forced to hold his head up, Chen Rong’s charming smile closed, and she looked at him and said quietly, "Qilang is too good. Since you can’t afford what I want, what you give me Disdain, why not throw off the sleeves, don't pass it?"

She leaned close to him, and the fragrance spitting out between her lips and teeth pounced into his ear pierces. In Wang Hong’s straight, clear and clear eyes, she said lowly and softly: " Qilang, struggling, but not Langya Wang's family style." Her soft lips stuck to his ears, and what she said soaked into his ears.

After Wang Hong’s eyes were darkened by success, Chen Rong whizzed back Jinchai, turned his head, and walked into the room without hesitation. Can walk across the room door, Chen Rong's clear voice came out loudly ~IndoMTL.com~coming people, to give you a VIP"

Two shouts in succession, and no half-servant maid stood up.

Chen Rong stood in front of the door, raised his voice again, and shouted, "Come here"

Her jiulang retreated a moment ago, and she noticed that the servant maidservant in the courtyard was gone. I just didn't expect that she shouted so loudly, the people still pretended not to hear.

However, although her voice increased, the courtyard was still quiet.

Chen Rong was annoyed, she hummed, slammed her sleeves, and rushed into the room. In a blink of an eye, the door of the room was hit hard by her.

Looking at the swaying door, Wang Hong standing in the courtyard slowly reached out to touch the blood spot on his throat, stroking it, and he smiled bitterly.

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