MTL - Mei Gongqing-Chapter 116 One night

Chen Rong is coveted.

In the blink of an eye, the night is deep.

Chen Rong slept in the room where the ambergris was floating, listening to the sound of the night wind blowing through the bamboo forest, twisting and turning.

So tossed the big half, she couldn't sleep. Then put on the robe and walk slowly. Just after a move, a prostitute who slept in the corner of the room replied respectfully: "Girl?" The voice was drowsy with drowsiness.

Chen Rong said softly: "You sleep."

"Yes."

Outside, still starry, the crescent moon is like a hook.

Chen Rong supported the stairs and walked carefully.

Stepping on the starlight, walking in the bamboo forest, walking through the bamboo forest, a few acres of peach forest across the river, and she is far away. I want to come, if spring comes here, it will be beautiful.

Chen Rong turned his head and walked in the other direction. After such a careless walk, she stepped forward.

I saw the grass in front of it, under the stars, a figure of white wins the snow, standing quietly there, looking up at the sky.

Just a glance, Chen Rong recognized it, he is Wang Hong.

Looking at him dumbly, Chen Rong bit his teeth and turned around silently, ready to leave.

Almost suddenly, the clear, beautiful sound came, "Arong?"

Chen Rongyi.

She slowly turned back.

The man under the starlight is looking at her. His eyes are so quiet, so leisurely and so peaceful.

Chen Rong bowed his head and approached him.

When she came to the five steps in front of him, she blessed him.

"sit down."

The sound is extremely gentle.

Chen Rong responded, sitting across from his prepared empty couch. Looking at the wine in front of him, Chen Rong whispered, "What about the general?"

"The rest is gone."

Wang Hong took a wine glass from his own, and after filling the glass, he placed it on Chen Rong’s. When he returned, he was covered with wide sleeves, and ‘啪啪啪’ was broken, but it was the cups that still had the sipping drink, rolling in the grass.

Chen Rong looked at the wine glass from a different place and turned to look at Wang Hong. He saw his white clothes drifting, the ink was light, and the wind was high.

She couldn't figure out whether his action was intentional or unintentional, and he regained his gaze.

At this time, she heard Wang Hongqing said: "Arong, let me pay for it."

Chen Rong said low and low: "Yes."

She stood up and hugged the piano from the front of Wang Hong, put it on a few, and pressed her finger, and a leisurely sound of the piano drifted.

Originally, Chen Rong’s sound of the piano was gorgeous and gorgeous. It was only this moment, perhaps because the mood was too complicated, and the sound of the piano added a vicissitude and self-deprecation.

Under the moonlight, under the starlight, the two sit on several pairs, one playing the piano and one looking up at the moon. It was actually empty.

So cool night, so people!

At this time, in the attic where Chen Rong lived, the gauze panes slammed open.

The round-faced prostitute looked at the two figures drifting away under the stars, and Liu Mei snorted and whispered in her chest and said, "A-we, I am not comfortable."

Na Zhi is a twenty-five-year-old prostitute. She just looked at Wang Hong and Chen Rong and didn't answer.

The round-faced prostitute's Liu Mei was even tighter. She murmured: "How is my family's Qilang, how uncommon? Is he not in love with a vulgar girl?"

A Zhiwen said, smiled and said, "I don't care." The owner said, my family's Qilang must be the mainstay of Wang. I waited for the service. Some things, he can't do it, don't want it, I need it. Help from the side."

In the eyes of the round-faced prostitute, in the look of anticipation, A-Weaving slowly smiled and continued: "Isn't the Buddhist scriptures been said? The sufferings of all the people are bitter, and the hardships are the most frenzied. How can I let my family, Qilang, taste the hardships that can't be demanded? If you can't, help me."

A Zhi said here, and smiled at the round-faced prostitute and turned away.

For a long while, the end of the song.

Chen Rong pressed his hands on the strings and slowly looked up at Wang Hong.

Wang Hong is still looking up at the sky.

For a while, he waved his wide sleeve and whispered: "You go."

"Yes."

Chen Rong blessed him and turned and retreated.

After a while, her figure disappeared into the bamboo forest, behind the pine trees.

When she returned to the attic, in the corner, two squats were sitting there, and when she saw her inside, they were blessed and whispered, "Can the girl be told?"

Chen Rong shook his head and said, "Let's sleep."

"Yes."

In the sound of the West Susuo, Chen Rong lay down on the bed.

For a long time, she closed her eyes.

When I woke up again, the East was bright. Chen Rong suddenly remembered that today is the moment to decide the fate of Nanyang City. When you turn over and fall down, you are about to call for peace. Remember that this is not your own home. Then he changed his mouth and said, "Come."

A prostitute appeared.

Looking at these from Wang Wang, whether it is grooming or temperament, like a nephew of a talented woman, Chen Rong’s voice is unconsciously polite. "Please bring my robes."

The niece smiled: "The girl doesn't like this white robe?"

Chen Rong shook his head and reached for the messy long hair to the back. "No, I will wear my own."

"Yes."

Under the service of two prostitutes, Chen Rong put on his robes.

Just stepping forward to leave, Chen Rong turned to look at the white robe that was placed on the few, and murmured, "Can these be given to me?"

Looking at her inexplicably, Azhi smiled and said: "This is the gift that Qilang gives to the girl. If the girl does not want it, it will be burned."

Pay a torch?

Chen Rong took it with a hand and whispered, "It’s a pity to burn something so pure."

Chen Rong walked out of the attic.

She walked hurriedly forward. At this time, she discovered that Zhuangzi became empty and walked for a quarter of an hour without actually seeing an outsider.

Just when Chen Rong was a little uneasy, a loud voice came, "Girl?"

Chen Rong quickly turned back.

Calling her is a guardian around him. He hurriedly walked toward Chen Rong and said, "You are here? Let's go."

After that, turn around and leave.

Chen Rong did not move. She cried, "Please wait for me for a quarter of an hour, let me change my clothes."

The pro-brother frowned. He glanced at Chen Rong and thought of her attention to her. Then she pressed the fire and said, "What is the matter of life and death?"

Chen Rong did not care for him, and he ran away toward a bamboo house.

When the bamboo house was empty, she opened the door and opened it. Chen Rong quickly rushed in and quickly changed his clothes.

After a while, a non-obtrusive robes dressed in cyan, the chest was tightly tied, and the waist was also tied a few laps of Chen Rong, running out with a fight.

The guard did not think that she had dressed herself as an inconspicuous teenager. He blinked and looked at Chen Rong up and down. He frowned: "There is a general, who can hurt the girl?"

Chen Rong’s hands arched and muttered back: "Be careful, no big mistakes."

The guard shook his head and stopped arguing with her. "Let's go."

Chen Rong followed him, and after a while, the two went out of Zhuangzi’s door. The pro-guard was on the horse and said no to his head: "Get on the horse."

Chen Rong responded and turned to the horse.

For the horseshoe, walk towards the north gate.

At this time, Nanyang City is already a chaotic horse. Every monk and scholar came to the street and wandered around like a fly.

It is called humming, talking and humming, and it is full of Nanyang City.

Because there are so many people on the street, the carriage is stuck when it appears, and it is barely feasible to ride.

The horses passed through the sea and the two came to the north gate.

Once inside the North Gate, the four will be quiet. Chen Rong looked at the quiet and silent city gate inside and outside, could not help but ask: "General is here?"

The Guardian replied: "Because I don't know which way the Hu people came from, the Nanyang King was assigned to work. Here is the control of Wang Qilang, and the Xicheng Gate is guarded by the Nanyang King."

Chen Rong nodded. When she saw that the guard mentioned Wang Hong, the tone was not resentful. He could not help but ask: "Is the general not blaming Wang Qilang?"

The pro-guard stunned her and said, "I don't care if I am in the world, I will always encounter unpredictable situations. How can I really feel awkward? The general is really annoyed, and he cut his mother on the spot! Now trading 10% It is a good mood."

Chen Rong heard this and gave a sigh of relief. He said: "Sure enough." She has seen Wang Hong several times. Every time, it is a gentle and peaceful ending. It will definitely not embarrass the other party, so that the other party can't get it. Taiwan... This time, confrontation, it must be something that was done later, what was said, and his grievances were smoothed out.

At this time, the guards took out the token and shook it toward the defending city, and they were allowed to pass.

He took Chen Rong to the wall of the North Gate.

Just close to the city wall, she heard the sound of the above, and Chen Rong was surprised that this kind of voice was mixed with laughter.

She followed the **** and stepped forward.

After a while, Chen Rong appeared on the wall.

It turned out that the city wall has long been crowded. Those famous friends who had made good friends with Wang Hong appeared here. Qi Zhi, Yu Jiulang, and Chen Gongqi and others.

Dozens of Toshihiko in Nanyang City appeared together, and the robes were wide-sleeved and long-haired. As soon as the wind blew, all of them were swayed by the wind, and they were quite beautiful.

Standing in the middle of the city wall, it is Wang Hong who wins the snow in white.

He is smiling, quietly looking at the wall, answering the two words from time to time.

At this time, the guard said on the side: "The general is not here."

He walked through the crowd and took Chen Rong to the west side of the wall.

Chen Rong followed him and bowed his head and walked forward.

Walking, almost suddenly, a bag of stuffed into her eyes.

Chen Rong stayed and looked up.

What appeared in front of her eyes was the servant of the Wang family who had been to the Moyang City with her. The servant put a bag in her hand and slammed her, whispering: "My family Lang Jun gave it to you, and put it on quickly."

Chen Rong was confused and she did not speak. The servant of the Wang family had been inserted into the crowd. At this time, the guard turned back impatiently and shouted: "Why don't you leave?"

Chen Rong is busy, and step by step.