MTL - Mei Gongqing-Chapter 115 Calculation

His face slammed and he waved his right hand and said, "Go faster."

Do not use his instructions, the public guards are already flying like a fly.

After a while, they came to the place of fire.

Looking at the fire, the smoked courtyard, looking around and coming in and out, shouting at the neighbors who were busy with the fire. A pro-guard screamed in a hurry: "General, how can this be good?"

In his voice, there were several calls from Nanyang City in the distance: "It’s strange, this courtyard that has been abandoned for many years has actually started such a fire."

"Oh, look at it, I am afraid I have to burn it for a few days and nights."

In the screaming voice, the face is sinking like water.

Chen Rong is also, she stared at the fire and snarled, "I can't live without it."

Yes, it is inseparable.

The courtyard of the fire is the entrance to the tunnel! Looking at the fire, this smoke, no three days and five days, this ruin is not cleaned by the big cockroaches, the tunnel is not used.

Slowly, licking a face, it is as cold as water, and the eyes are as cold as a knife.

A guard came behind him and whispered, "General?"

The **** did not return, and he stared at the thick smoke. For a while, he sneered: "A good Wang Hong, a good Wang Qilang!"

Although he did not have any evidence to prove that this was Wang Hong, he believed that he was calculated by Wang Hong!

With a cry, he walked back to Wang Hong’s courtyard.

The guards stepped forward at the same time, keeping up with the left and right, watching them look like a scabbard one by one, it was already desperately planned.

Surprised by this murderous atmosphere, Chen Rong followed suit and followed suit, dare not look up.

In the heavy steps, suddenly, I stopped.

He licked his thin lips and stared at the front.

Chen Rong felt the atmosphere was different and raised his head.

When she looked up, she discovered that the pedestrian had come to the side door of the Zhuangzi where Wang Hong lived, but this time, the side door was wide open, and a torch was in the light, wearing a lavender robe. Standing in the wind, holding hands and watching them quietly.

There is no servant behind him.

That torch, hunting in the night wind, the stars all over the sky, faintly scattered on his head, body.

Still full of eyes.

Wang Hong quietly stood at the door and saw a murderous suffocation. He arched his hands. "Wang Hong Gong welcomes the general!" He looked up, under the stars, his eyes were clear and clear. "The generals don't blame, It’s about the home, the conspiracy, and the necessity."

Staring at him like a wolf, Shen said: "What does Qilang think, this little Nanyang City, can you lock me?"

He raised his eyebrows and screamed in disgust: "I don't want to do anything, any conspiracy, and I can't force it!"

Wang Hong smiled.

This laugh is very brilliant.

His mouth was light and he looked at him quietly. He said slowly: "The general’s words are different, and Murong Yu is the enemy of you and me."

His mouth is swaying. "With the general's plan, Xu wants to wait until the Nanyang people and Murong Yu fight to lose both hands." His voice just fell, Chen Rong saw, like a wolf-like Shen Renyi Received. This expression, she knows, shows that Wang Hong said his mind.

Wang Hong bears his hands, his voice is clear, with a touch of desolateness: "The generals will be high-spirited, and with compassion, they will also be necessary. Seeing these thousands of creatures like dogs. However, Wang Hong can't. ."

He smiled and said coldly: "You have to be a blogger."

After he said this sentence, it seemed to be anger.

At this time, Wang Hong sideways, gracefully pointing to the courtyard, said: ‘welcome the generals. "

I didn’t move.

He stared at Wang Hong and said coldly: "I don't like being counted."

Wang Hong didn't look at him. He smiled and faintly said: "Hong also doesn't want to be threatened."

At this time, staying up late, not only talking about conditions, but also using the situation to threaten him, threatening the meaning of Wang’s submission. Therefore, Wang Hong has this one.

I wrinkled a thick eyebrow.

At this time, Wang Hongguang sleeved one, and Shi Shiran went inside. As he walked, he said quietly: "When Liu Gaozu smashed the white snake, he repeatedly lost. This is a chess match, so you don't have to compete for a high or low level."

As soon as he spoke, he suddenly looked up: he actually compared himself to Liu Gaozu. What does this mean?

He stared straight at Wang Hong's back and stared straight. After a long while, he suddenly smiled: "A good Wang Hong!" This smile is extremely gloomy.

Step into the inside.

As he walked, the guards slowly took up the weapon and followed him, quietly moving forward.

Chen Rong also bowed his head and followed suit.

Chen Rong just walked to the bamboo house, and the two prostitutes stopped her. They turned to Chen Rongyi and said softly: "The hot soup is ready, the Luo has been replaced with new yarn, and the girl is steady."

Chen Rong stopped.

She looked up and looked at her.

Just looking up, she was on the clear, very clear eyes of the last pair of eyes, the master of the eyes, it is Wang Hong, I do not know when he turned back, actually quietly looking at the child Jackie Chan, at this time At this moment, the stars are full of stars, under the stars, his eyes are like water...

Just a glance, Chen Rong suddenly became ashamed and unable to add up. She hurriedly bowed her head, no longer asked many questions, and walked away behind her.

However, at this time, the mind is full of the war that will be faced tomorrow, and there is no mind to pay attention to her stay. Therefore, until Chen Rong disappeared, he did not even return.

Chen Rong followed two squats and went to a pavilion where bamboo was built. Looking up, looking at the extremely elaborate bamboo house, looking at the vigorous green cypresses swaying in the wind near the bamboo house, and sparse bamboo forest, Chen Rong said lowly: "It is a very elegant place."

A prostitute smiled and said: "The girl doesn't know. The grass and trees in this place are all passed by my family." Another niece smiled and said: "Yeah, if the girls in Nanyang City know I have such a place in the Wang family, I am afraid that the walls have been broken."

When the two prostitutes were confronted with Chen Rong, they were very embarrassed and extremely amiable.

Chen Rong’s heart was loose, but also a smile. She looked around and murmured: “Yes, Qilang is elegant and refined.” She, she is this adjective, or she rack her brains to think about it.

This is, the two have already stepped up, stepping on the stairs ‘gege’.

Not one person, they pushed open the bamboo door in the attic.

Chen Rong followed them and entered the upper floor.

As soon as I entered the building, a fragrant wind came. Chen Rong did not think that the outside of the bamboo building looks like the wind is elegant, but it is simple and simple, but it is not expected, but it is a luxury. The curtains are floating. The curtains are fragrant, it is on the ground, and it is also covered with thick forging.

She smashed to the window sill.

From here, you can see the lush courtyard. Yes, the trees planted in this courtyard are all pines and bamboos that are not withered in winter. Although it is winter, it is as green as Chunhua.

She looked at it through a tall pine tree and she saw the eaves of a bamboo house. That is the bamboo house where Wang Qilang is located. I don’t know what he and he are saying at this moment.

When Chen Rong looked around, the two prostitutes were busy. After a while, I smiled and said: "Girl, hot soup is ready, please shower."

Chen Rong responded and turned his head.

Through a curtain of credit, the white steam is straightening up.

When Chen Rong stepped into the tub, she turned to the side and stayed. She reached for an ice silk gown and gently stroked it.

A prostitute broke up her ink hair and combed it while glanced at the silk robe in Chen Rong’s hand. She smiled and said: "This silk robe, but Qi Lang sent it by hand. The girl stayed and looked at the fit."

He sent it?

Chen Rong was stunned.

She hangs her eyes and her voice is a little trembling: "This is white."

Another prostitute, while sprinkling plum blossoms in the wooden barrel, smiled back and said: "Yes, Qilang likes white most. He once said that this place is full of dirty black smell, only this robes, Still white."

Chen Rong murmured: "It’s still white..." She gently rubbed the white robes and murmured, "Yes, only this robes are white."

I said, "Okay, the girl is in the bucket."

Chen Rong responded with a sigh of relief and went into the bucket.

This hot water is just right. In these days, Chen Rong and others waited for a clean bath in the military camp.

She sank her body down, leaving only one face outside. Satisfied with the cellar, Chen Rong said with a smile: "It feels good."

The two met her satisfaction and smiled happily.

After a while, Chen Rong put on the silk gown.

At this time, the night was deep, and after she retired, she took off her shoes and got into the collapse.

This quilt is soft and comfortable, and the dark fragrance is faint. Even the pillow is made of the finest sheep fat jade. It is only winter, and it is covered with a layer of white fox fur. Chen Rong put his face against this furry, warm fox fur, and looked for it for a while. Hey, right, the fox of the cockroach seems to be the color of this texture.

The difference is that the singer of the fox, the treasure of the treasure, are reluctant to wear. It was put on, and which prostitute accidentally touched it, it was a good fight. And here, it puts such precious fur on the pillow...

When Chen Rongyi thought of it, he couldn’t help but look around. This one hopes that she will find that the things that are in sight are all difficult to get the most extreme. Ordinary sects, this kind of thing has the same, it will also be tight, as a baby.

Just when Chen Rong looked at it, the bamboo door opened. A prostitute came in.

She turned her back to Chen Rong, smelling the incense in the incense burner, and smelling the fragrance. Chen couldn't help but ask: "What is this fragrance? Is it good to smell?" This fragrance smells noble.

The prostitute smiled: "Girl, this is a long musk."

Dragon Musk? Sure enough, it is royal supplies.

After the prostitute burned the incense, he turned and walked out. When she pulled the door open, she looked back at Chen Rong and smiled. "The last time the nine princess came to the government, and Qi Lang placed her, and she was not as cautious as the girl."