Chapter 140

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

She slowly pushed away the flat woman and walked slowly towards the inside.

In the courtyard, the servants stood in a row. They looked at Chen Rong helplessly. They could not tell whether they were sad or relaxed.

No matter what, Chen Rong becomes the female crown. For those of them who are attached to Chen Rong, there is no harm. Not only is there no harm. It is certain that the female crown, which is sealed by her majesty, has no worries about food and clothing for life. In the end, they don't have to suffer from subversion and exile, hunger and cold.

Chen Rong came to them, smiled softly and said, "you guys, we are settled."

She glanced at the sad shangsou and the peaceful women, and smiled again: "we will move to the West Mountain as soon as your Majesty's edict arrives. Well, if you have anything to prepare, you can start. "

After thinking about it, she turned to Ping Yu and said, "if you prepare a set of Taoist robes right away, I have to reward the relatives in the world and my friends who have helped me."

For a while, Ping Nu just sobbed and nodded.

This set of Taoist robes was made by Ping Nu with a lump in her throat and took only one day.

In the early morning, Chen Rong combed her hair and tied it into a Taoist bun, then put on this light yellow Taoist robe.

The Taoist robe is loose and big. It can't cover the graceful and beautiful figure when wearing it on her. Ping Nu raised her face, looked at Chen Rong's unstoppable beauty, looked at the unstoppable style, and began to cry again.

Chen Rong ignored her.

She turned around and looked at herself in the bronze mirror. Slowly, she frowned and murmured, "still gaudy."

It is true that she was originally suitable for this kind of gaudy and bright colors. In a light yellow robe, she still looks so gorgeous in the bronze mirror, still with the wind that makes men unable to move their eyes. In particular, the robe was broad and elegant, which made her look like a willow.

But Chen Rong doesn't care too much. There are many beauties in Jiankang. She's nothing.

Chen Rong takes back her eyes and whispers to Ping Nu, "now that it's over, what's the use of crying? Don't cry. " She said as she walked out.

Outside the door, Shang 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 gate, the side doors on both sides of the lane stretched out a dozen heads. The servants and masters of these small and medium-sized families, one by one, stretched out their heads and talked curiously.

The carriage drove through the lane and into the street.

When spring comes, the willows planted on the road can see the small green buds when you look closely. The clothes of passers-by have become thinner.

Gradually, Chen Rong's carriage drove into the lane where Chen's family lived in Yingchuan. People are divided into groups. All the people living in this alley are first-class in the world. Every Zhumen courtyard covers an area of hundreds of thousands of mu. From the perspective of the wall, the houses inside are stacked one after another. Under the sunshine, it looks extremely vicissitudes.

Yes, it is the vicissitudes of life. Now when Chen Rong sees these places of wealth and prosperity, he somehow always thinks about them and doesn't know how many tears and blood have been buried in this high place.

Here we are.

The old man stopped. He was just about to open his mouth to the guard. The side door had been opened. The guard nodded to the old man and said, "it's Auntie Arong, isn't it? Come on, come on. " He said as he looked up into the carriage.

The old man thanked him and drove his carriage to the courtyard.

But this time, Chen Rong obviously came, Chen Gong was not there, and Chen Zifang and others were not. When asked, there was no one to visit.

After he came out with the carriage, the old man asked, "girl, where is the next house?"

After pondering for a long time, Chen Rong's whisper came from the carriage, "go to Langya Wang family. Whether it's from Pingcheng to Nanyang or from Nanyang to Jiankang, I've accepted their favor. "

The old man was stunned and said, "Langya Wang family? Girl, such a door, how can we be qualified to enter? Certainly not. "

Chen Rong smiled and said slowly: "if they don't let us go, we will not go in. It's just a matter of courtesy to come here today. "

"The girl has a point."

The carriage drove on.

This time, the direction of carriage is the famous Wuyi Lane in the world. It's a hundred years old place. There's no place for white men to go in and out.

Therefore, the closer he got, the slower he drove. Chen Rong could only see sweat stains on his back neck from the curtain.

It seems that he felt great pressure just to visit.

Wuyi lane has always been a picturesque resort. On the left and right sides, it flows through two rivers respectively, and a winding green mountain is located behind Zhumen Huadi.

When he was a mile away from Wuyi lane, there was a river with green waves and light waves in front of him. The majestic green mountains were reflected in the river. There were many carriages on the bank. Before people came near, they could smell the fragrance of aloes and the music of zither.Chen Rong looked through the curtain and said softly, "come on, Wang Hong and Wang Qilang are there. It's the same thing to thank him here. "

The old man was stunned. He raised his head and opened Zhang's eyes. He said in surprise: "I can't see clearly. How do girls recognize Langya Wang Qi with so many children in Chinese clothes?"

Is this still useful? No matter how many people are separated, no matter how far away, she can clearly know whether that person is in...... Even if there are thousands of people in this world, there is only one!

After two generations, she knows that this is the evil fate, which requires great efforts to break free.

The old man just said a word casually and drove the carriage close.

After a while, a loud and cold voice came, "which one?"

The old man laughed and was about to reply when his voice suddenly slowed down and he said with a smile, "it's Chen Fu's sister-in-law who asked for a crown? Go ahead, go ahead. "

"Thank you very much."

In the thanks of the old man, the carriage continued to drive inside.

After a while, as soon as the carriage stopped, the voice of the old man came, "here we are. Ah, there are seven girls, not only seven, but also nine of the Huan family. Ha ha. "

Hearing this, Chen Rong opened the curtain.

As early as the arrival of her carriage, the young children who roamed around, spread plain Satin on the ground and drank and sang, were quiet. It was just a moment, and in a second they all moved their eyes.

He glanced at the young man in white who was drinking quietly and said in a low voice, "who are you looking at?"

The boy in white slowly raised his head.

His eyes narrowed at a glance.

Slowly, he straightened his back and looked at the approaching carriage.

On one side of him, Luo Zhi saw him like this and giggled. Now, with a long sigh, he looked up at the sky and shook his head and said: "beauty is beauty, I don't know whether it's twilight or morning clouds..."...... Ah ah, it's the beauty like plum blossom. It's fragrant in winter. It's lingering and fragrant all night long. The beautiful people are accepted by the goddess of spring...... Alas, the beauty is merciless, and the beauty is merciless. "

He swayed his head and sang, but the more he said, the slower the voice. According to the Convention, this guy around him would not allow himself to talk so much. How can it be so quiet today?

Huang Zhi turned his head.

As soon as he turned his head, he stood up to the young man in white who was striding forward. Look at him like this. Why didn't he hear a word of the sarcasm just now?

Wang Hong walked slowly to Chen Rong's carriage.

His movements were gentle, elegant, and his expression was as calm as water.

Chen Rong slowly opened the curtain.

She turned her eyes and looked at the river. Eh, what about the people who were still there?

At this time, she glanced at the corner of her eyes. The man was standing on her left, only ten steps away from her!

Chen Rong turns around.

The beautiful young man in white looks at her quietly with both hands. His eyes are still clear, his face is still shining.

Just, his eyes locked in her face, too quiet.

When four eyes are opposite, Chen Rong smiles brilliantly.

A smile is like spring flowers.

Dimples like flowers, Chen Rong in the carriage, toward Wang Hong Ying Ying Ying Ying a blessing, she drooped eyebrows, whispered: "good old man? A Rong is about to leave the world of mortals. When he leaves, he specially comes to see Lang Jun and thanks for all the things he has done before. "

She smiled softly and spoke softly.

Wang Hong came to her slowly.

He walked very slowly, very slowly, that extremely elegant step, just like a leopard in the process of foraging, in the grace, full of tension.

In a flash, he went out of the carriage.

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

Eyes quietly stare at her, stare at her, slowly, slowly, Wang Hong gently smile.

This smile is quite different. Chen Rong looks at him in surprise.

The beautiful young man in white looks at her with a gentle smile. Slowly, he reaches out his long white hand and carelessly puts it on the window beside her small hand.

He looked at the white and pink hands, then raised his head, swept her gorgeous and moving face, and looked at her towering chest, which could not be covered by her robe.

Slowly, the corners of his mouth were raised.

Almost all of a sudden, with a handsome face and eyes on Chen Rong, he raised his voice and said, "ah Rong is a stranger, but he has a nickname? How about making Chen Yunzi? "

Although he asked Chen Rong, his voice was not small, and the expression of smiling and staring at Chen Rong was a little cold.

Chen Rong blinks his eyes, and when he still doesn't understand, several teenagers smile and say: "Chen Yunzi? Now that he has become a monk, why should he be surnamed Chen again? I think the surname Hong is OK. "

As soon as this word comes out, Wang hongyisun. His smile was brilliant. His white teeth were so bright that Chen could not help but avoid his eyes.