Chapter 203: Still you have a knife

Looking up at the top of his head, Chen Rongqi came out of the sky.
At this time, she no longer shed tears, and her face washed with tears was full of loneliness.
This kind of loneliness, Wang Hong has been seen on her face, but it has never been like this now, which makes him a little uncomfortable.
He clenched her waist and muttered: "Arong, if you have me, why bother?"
Can he be there?
Chen Rong thought dumbly: He is the tallest Wang's nephew. He is finally willing to marry me. He is willing to take risks to save me and cry for me... Arong, you really should be content, right? But why, in the end, is the heart full of dissatisfaction?
She looked at her head for a moment, and hoarsely replied: "Seven Lang."
In Wang Hong’s silence, Chen Rong said lowly: "Seven Lang, I have a hard heart."
She slowly bowed her head and looked at Wang Hong for a moment, and reached out to touch his handsome face. She murmured: "You have made me a lot, but why do I still feel pain?"
She took back her hand and slowly closed her eyes, slowly moving her body from Wang Hong’s arms and lying flat.
She turned her back to him and whispered, "I have to understand...Ichiro, I want to leave here, leave you, think about it alone."
Her hand unknowingly put on her lower abdomen. She had never been pregnant before, never knowing that after she was pregnant with this mass of meat, she would have a sense of solidity in her heart. Obviously saying that I want to leave Wang Hong, my heart is a burst of pain, but as long as she cares here, the pain will miraculously reduce a lot.
The room is getting cold.
Wang Hong lowered his head. He stared at Chen Rong without moving. His lips moved and his voice dried up. "Arong wants to leave me?"
Chen Rong shook her head and she whispered, "No, I just want to understand." She looked back at Wang Hong, and her eyes were still flowing, fascinating. The corner of his mouth rose, Chen Rong said with a tearful smile, said low: "Seven Lang said that the world has never been perfect. But you have always been a person who can not tolerate. I have such a heart with you and you Getting along, you are actually not happy, right? Let us separate for a while."
Wang Hong looked at her coldly, and said in a dumb voice: "You are pregnant, you are such a face, you are still enemies by the royal family, where can you go?"
Chen Rongwen said, she smiled, she frowned and said softly: "I am in Nanyang, is Moyang not a certain field? I will dress up, go to Nanyang with my older brother, and live a farm life."
That being said, she is not what she said, just to leave for a while, but to be ironed, to alienate, and leave him?
Wang Hong’s lips rose upwards. He said softly:
Nanyang Moyang is a place where Hu Ren is easy to enter.

Chen Rong shook her head. She was slightly sun-dried. "If there is a general who is there, there will be violations by the Hu people. It is also a shock." She said positively and calmly, reminding Wang Hong that she knew something about the last thing. of.
Wang Hong stared at her.
He held out his fingers and slowly stroked her lips, stroking her neck, and the whispering sound was like a spring breeze. "Do you want to go for it?" The voice was strangely cold.
Chen Rong shook her head. She glared at him and said, "I have a child. He can't hold it." No matter how good he said, Chen Rong knew that he would not let the child. Unless she is willing to be an awkward acolyte, her child will always be safe, always humble and just want to have a meal.
Chen Rong smiled. At this moment, her voice returned to a clear and gentle voice. "Of, I am a man of Qilang. I just left for a while. Maybe when, I want to understand, and I have to ask Qilang to take it." It is that Qilang has changed his mind and is unwilling to take it in. I will not be with others in my life."
Wang Hong stared at the smile on her face, staring at her clear eyes, a peaceful smile, and her heart seemed to be stunned.
Clearly leaning against the collapse, he still slammed. Reaching out and holding the bedpost tightly, his fingers are exposed with blue veins because of the tight grip.
He bit his teeth, worked hard for a while, and spit out the voice, as indifferent as usual. "I am willing to marry you, you still want to leave? Do you want to leave without having to be pregnant?"
When his voice fell, Chen Rong smiled low and she looked up at him.
Looking at him, her beautiful eyes filled with laughter, reaching out to touch his tall nose, his perfect lip line, Chen Rong smiled dumbly: "Yes, Qilang is willing to marry me... you see I used the knife that I pulled out of my body, and finally I was moved by Qilang, so that you are willing to marry me." However, she wants more, more... What she wants most, definitely not He was moved by the shock of the alms.
Moreover, she also ordered him to lose the position of the heir to the Wang clan. Maybe without her, he can also become a leader in the middle and the middle. How can her Chen Arong dare to use this life-saving pity to ruin his future? How does Chen Arong, who is willing to rely on this pity, if he has nothing to do with him?
Wang Hong heard the ridicule in Chen Rong's words. He tightened his lips and said, "This is not the meaning."
He stared at her and said, "I don't mean this." For the first time, Wang Hong felt that the word was poor.
Chen Rong coveted, she smiled shallowly: "Yes, Qilang does not mean this." She turned her head and looked out the window, muttering: "The sky is bright, and the seven Lang did not sleep well, why not go back to the room to rest? "
She actually ordered the order.
Wang Hong stared at the faint smile on her face, and for the first time felt it was glaring. With his lips open, he softly said: "Arong, you promised me... I love you forever, no matter where I am. You swear."
His voice was really gentle, it was soft, and he was spoiling again.
Chen Rong turned his head and looked bright. He smiled at him like a flower. She smiled at her lips. "Well, I will always admire you, love you, always only you." She reached over her lower abdomen and smiled. "It is I am old, my teeth are gone, the road is still moving, I still only love Qilang." Just the seven Langs at that time, must the children be full? The poorest person in the world will always be her stupid person. Qilang is so smart and so wise, so I don’t know if he will read her for a year?
Chen Rong pushed Wang Hong and shouted: "Go, go and sleep for a while."
Just pushed a little, she held his face again, kissed the kiss gently on the lips, whispered: "Forgive me, if I have never been so enamored with you, how good?" Then she must be Happy, she will be very happy to be his wife.
Her wrist was once again clasped.
Wang Hong clasped tightly.
Staring at Chen Rong, Wang Hong said with a dumb voice: "I have admitted that I am wrong. Qing Qing, when I saw you fainting, I knew I was wrong. I was too wrong."
He slowly said: "I just thought that it would be the best and fastest way to solve your problems. Arong, I don't like to take care of you and give you a marriage. I don't want to. There are many night dreams, and if you don't pay attention, you will encounter unexpected disasters. The military law says that for the sake of greater interests, you can give up some things properly. I think so. I must protect my Arong, I must Take all the initiative in your hand... You can see that you are so white and sleep like a paper, and if you can't move, you don't seem to breathe. I feel the horror that comes from the sea. I have spent a lot of money. Only then can you calm yourself down."
He picked up Chen Rong’s hand and held it with his eyes open. He said with a low voice: "I have worked so much, but Arong has to abandon me. This is not fair."
He slowly loosened her hand and slowly pulled out.
Chen Rong looked at him and left, and watched him stand quietly on her bed, long and standing, his face sinking.
Standing by the bed, Wang Hong said slowly: "I never wanted to be the Lauchian patriarch." In Chen Rong’s strange eyes, his voice was as low as a bell. "Now this world, the major families, the royal family. Anyway, they all got what they wanted, and no one wants to break this calm. At this time, as a patriarch, it is better to be a hermit. Before I met Arong, I thought about finding a time to retreat."
He stared at her, his voice was lowered, and his tone was soft. "Qing Qing has never understood what I mean. I am jealous of you, not because of pity for you." He sneered, yelling his chin and said proudly; "I How can such a person, because of pity for a woman, disregard her identity, and desperately save her, marry her?"
He leaned forward and stroked Chen Rong's lips and murmured: "I don't know what I feel about Arong. I just saw you falling asleep when I heard you fall into Murong's hands. When I suddenly thought about it, my Arong really died. What do you mean by that?" Wang Hong smiled low and laughed at himself: "I have never been willing to explain. What I said in the year is not as much as I said in the past two days."
Wang Hong straightened his waist. He looked down at Chen Rong. This woman, from the beginning of his love, used all the means, even if she pushed her into the storm, she would never let go.
In the past, when he did those things, he did not care. This time, somehow, I was a little tired, and I really didn't want to see the fascinating eyes from her eyes.
Wang Hong sighed and sighed. He turned and walked toward the right wall. While walking, he said: "Husband is a promise, and it is not easy. I said it, from the heart, Arong is not convinced. I can't do anything about it."
He reached out and touched the sword on the wall. I slammed down.
Holding the sword, he turned and looked at Chen Rong, the ink fluttered in the wind, the face of Junyi Tsinghua, the elegant smile, the white placket, swaying in the wind blowing from the yarn window. His eyes were bright and his voice said softly: "Arong’s knives for the nine princesses are so sorrowful that I didn’t expect it... So, I still have a sword, if you don’t die, it’s a knife. Then it was written off, how?" When the sound fell, his handle turned, and in Chen Rong’s screaming, he screamed, and the sword stabbed his own right chest.
Wang Hong uses the human heart and wants Chen Rong to surrender again. What he got was Chen Rong’s deliberate thought when he heard her.