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Chen Rong knows that there is no way for people like Pingya to explain their ideas, and she doesn’t want to explain.

She slowly pushed away Ping Yu and walked slowly towards it.

In the courtyard, the servants all stood in a row. They watched Chen Rong openly, unable to tell whether they were sad or relaxed.

No matter what, Chen Rong becomes a female crown. For those who are attached to Chen Rong, there is no harm. Not only is there no harm. . They finally no longer have to suffer from subversion and displacement, hunger and cold.

Chen Rong walked in front of them, smiled gently, and said, "You, we are settled."

She glanced at the sad Shangsuo Heping and the others, and smiled again: "We will move to Xishan as soon as His Majesty's Edict arrives. Well, you have something to prepare, you can proceed."

Thinking about it, she turned to Ping Yu and said, "Wo, prepare a robe immediately, I have to repay this loved one in this world and the friends who helped me."

After a while, Pingya nodded silently.

This set of robes was made by Ping Yu with a choked throat, and it only took a day.

Early in the morning, Chen Rong combed his hair, tied it into a bun, and put on this pale yellow robe.

The robe was loose and big, and was worn on her body, which could not cover the beautiful figure of that grace. Ping Yu looked up at her face, looking at Chen Rong's unbelievable beauty, looking at this uncovered feng shui state, and sorrow came from it, and she burst into tears again.

Chen Rong ignored her.

She turned her head and glanced at herself in the bronze mirror. Slowly, she frowned and murmured, "still gaudy."

It is true that she was originally suitable for this gaudy and bright color. She, who appeared in a light yellow robe, still looked so gorgeous in the bronze mirror, still carrying the romantic that let the man not move his eyes. In particular, the robe was large and fluttering, which made her look like a willow.

But Chen Rong didn't care too much. There are so many Jiankang beauties, she can't count.

Chen Rong looked back and whispered to Pingya: "It's here, what's the point of crying? Don't cry." As she said, she walked out.

Outside the door, Shang Sou has prepared the carriage.

Chen Rong got on the carriage and whispered, "Go to my home."

"Yes."

The carriage drove slowly.

When Chen Rong’s carriage drove out of the mansion, the side doors on both sides of the roadway stretched out a dozen heads. The servants and masters of these small and medium-sized families stretched their heads one by one, curiously talking endlessly.

The carriage drove through the alley and into the street.

It's spring, the willow trees planted on the road, when you look closely, you can see the little green buds, the pedestrians passing by, the clothes have thinned.

Gradually, Chen Rong's carriage drove into the alley where the Chen family of Yingchuan was. People are divided into groups, and people living in this alley are first-class in the world. Each Zhumen courtyard covers an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of acres. Looking at the surrounding walls, the houses inside are stacked one after another. Under the sunlight, it looks very vicissitudes.

Yes, it’s vicissitudes. Now when Chen Rong sees these wealthy and prosperous places, somehow, he always thinks about it, and he doesn’t know how much blood was buried in this high-end Huadili.

The family is here.

Sang-soo stopped. He had just opened his door to the guard, and the side door had been opened. The guard nodded toward Sang-soo and said, "Is it Auntie Arong? Let's go in." He raised his head and looked towards the carriage.

Sang Seo thanked him and drove the carriage toward the courtyard.

However, this time, Chen Rong was obviously in vain, Chen Gongzao was not there, and Chen Zifang and others were not there. He asked, but there was no one to visit.

After the coach came out, Shang Sou asked, "Which one will you go to next, girl?"

After pondering for a while, Chen Rong whispered in the carriage, "Go to Langya Wang Clan. Whether it is moving from Pingcheng to Nanyang or from Nanyang to Jiankang, I have inherited their favors."

Sang Soo stayed in awe and exclaimed: "Wang Langya? Girl, that kind of door, how can we be qualified to enter? Certainly will not let go."

Chen Rong smiled and said slowly: "They don't let go, we just don't go in. Just come today, and just do my best."

"Girls are justified."

The carriage moved forward.

This time, the direction of the carriage is Wuyi Alley, which has been famous for a long time. It was a century-old affair, going in and out of the palace, and there was no place for Bai Ding.

So, the closer he is, the slower Shang Seo's driving is. Chen Rong looks at the car curtain and only sees sweat stains on his back neck.

It seems that he just felt a lot of pressure just to visit.

Wuyi Alley has always been a picturesque resort, with two rivers flowing through the left and right sides, and a winding green mountain is located behind Zhu Menhuadi.

When still one mile away from Wuyi Lane, a green river with shallow waves appeared in front of Shangsou’s eyes. The towering green mountains were reflected in the river, and there were carriages on the shore. People were not close yet. He smelled agarwood, and he heard a sound.

Chen Rong looked through the car curtain, just glanced at it, and said softly, "Go forward, Wang Hong and Wang Qilang are there. It is the same to thank him here."

Sang Sou was stunned. He raised his head and opened his eyes, and said with wide eyes, "Can't see clearly, so many children in Chinese costumes, how did the girl recognize the king of Langya?"

Do you still need to see this? No matter how many people are separated, no matter how far apart, she can clearly know that person is there with a glance. . . . . . Even though there are tens of millions of people in this world, he is the only one!

After two lifetimes, she knows that this is Sin Yuan, and it is a sing Yuan that requires great effort to break free.

Sang-Soo just said something casually, and drove the carriage close.

In a while, a loud and cold voice came, "Which one?"

Sang Sauh chuckled, and was about to respond, the voice suddenly slowed down, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be the aunt of Chen Fu who invited the female crown? Go ahead and go."

"Thank you, thank you."

In Shang Sao's thanks, the carriage continued to drive inside.

After a while, when the carriage stopped, Shang Shou’s voice came, "Here it is. Ah, there really are Qilang. The girl, not only Qilang is here, but also Huanshi Jiuro and others, hehe."

Chen Rongwen lifted the car curtain.

As early as her carriage arrived, the young boys and girls who sang around on the ground and laid a satin on the ground, sang and sang, were quiet. It was only a moment of silence, and everyone turned their eyes away.

Yin Zhi glanced inadvertently, his eyes lit up, and he poked towards the young boy in white drinking quietly beside him, and whispered, "Who are you looking at?"

The boy in white slowly raised his head.

With just one glance, his eyes narrowed slowly.

Slowly, he straightened his back and looked at the wagon closer and closer.

Yang Zhi on the side saw him like this, and grinned aloud. Now, Yan Zhi sighed, looked up at the sky, and shook his head and said, "Beauty is beautiful, I don't know that it's Chaoyun... ... Hey, it’s a beauty like plum blossoms, the fragrance is spread in winter, this fragrance is lingering, and the fragrance is especially beautiful, but the beautiful people are accepted by the goddess Chun... Hey, the beauty is tender. Ah, beauty is thin."

He sang with his head shaking his head, but the more he said, the slower his voice. According to the usual practice, this guy around him would not allow himself to make such a long speech. Why is it so quiet today?

Zheng Zhi turned his head.

As soon as he turned his head, he stood up to Shang Teng and strode forward. Look at him like this, why the ridicule and irony just now, he did not listen to a word?

Wang Hong walked slowly towards Chen Rong's carriage.

His movements are gentle, elegant, and his expression is calm and watery.

Chen Rong slowly lifted the car curtain.

She turned her eyes and looked at the river, hey, what about the person who was still there?

At this moment, the corner of her eyes glanced up, and it turned out that the man was standing on her left and right, only ten steps away from her!

Chen Rong turned his head.

The beautiful young boy in white clothes Sheng Xue, holding both hands, looked at her quietly. His eyes are still clear and high, and his face is still bright.

It's just that his eyes locked on her face were too quiet.

When the four eyes met, Chen Rong smiled brightly.

A smile is like a spring flower.

The smile is like a flower, Chen Rong is in the carriage, a blessing towards Wang Hongying Ying, she lowered her eyebrows and said in a soft whisper: "The old lady is well? Ah Rong will leave this red dust and leave In the meantime, I came to see Lang Jun deliberately, and thank you for the past."

She smiled softly and spoke lightly.

Wang Hong walked slowly towards her.

He walks very slowly, very slowly, and his extremely elegant pace is like a leopard in foraging. In the elegance, there is full tension.

In an instant, he walked outside Chen Rong's carriage.

When he was only one step away from her, he stopped.

The eyes stared at her quietly, staring at her, slowly, slowly, Wang Hong smiled gently.

This smile is very different. Chen Rong looked at him in surprise.

The beautiful boy in white Shengxue looked at her with a gentle smile. Slowly, he stretched out his slender, white hand and placed it casually on the car window beside her little hand.

He looked at the snowy pink hands, and then raised his head, sweeping her gorgeous and moving face, and then looked at her tall chest that could not be concealed by her robe.

Slowly, the corner of his mouth flicked up.

Almost suddenly, his handsome face was stern, his eyes fixed on Chen Rong, and he said with a voice: "A Rong is already a person outside the square, but can he have a track number?" Is it better to call Chen Yunzi?"

Although he asked Chen Rong, but his voice was not small, the expression of staring at Chen Rong with a smile was also a little cold.

When Chen Rong blinked, and still didn’t understand, several teenagers already smiled and said: "Chen Yunzi? Now that he is a monk, why should he surname Chen? I think the surname is Hong."

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Hong shone. His smile was brilliant, and his white teeth shook brightly, making Chen Rong avoid his eyes involuntarily.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Hong’s smile is just over~IndoMTL.com~ The expression on his face also turned back to the softness he used to. He smiled slowly and said: "Hong Yunzi? This number is good. A Qi , Please show it to your majesty. Your majesty is a bit confused, you remember to say it twice."

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Mei Gongqing is now third on the pink ticket list. Thank you, huh, huh.

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