Chapter 175: Goodbye Murong

After Wang Jiazhong’s servant had the command of Chen Rong, he turned to look at his own Lang Jun.
At this time, Wang Hong was still watching Chen Rong quietly. He regained his gaze and nodded casually.
As soon as he got his consent, the next thing was a matter of course. On the same day, everyone took away three hundred dollars.
Next, Chen Rong saw the servants who stayed in Nanyang. As she expected, the land and shops she had set up, with the retreat of the Hu people, and the attention of the court to Nanyang City, have steadily increased tenfold. More than enough.
Chen Rong knows that this is only the beginning. In her memory, the farm products of Nanyang City ten years later are absolutely ten times more expensive than now. Her initial production will increase the value by a hundred times.
She thought that if there was no accident, she could not worry about money in this world.
In the next few days, I did not see Wang Hong’s figure. Chen Rong thought that most of the guys were going to investigate the truth about the encirclement of Moyang City.
As soon as he left, most of the Wangjia escorts disappeared, and then the servants who went to Moyang City to buy the land were removed, but now they are around Chen Rong, but ten.
In Nanyang City, it is still singing and dancing.
Sitting in the carriage, Chen Rong quietly listened to the song from afar and looked at the sun on the west side of the sky. She whispered, "Go to Chenfu to see it."
"Yes."
The carriage came to Chen Fu in a blink of an eye. In the past, people here always came and went, but now it is so deserted. Yes, the master is not there, the servants are just looking at the house, where can be as beautiful as ever.
After Chen Rong showed his identity to the guard, the carriage drove towards the courtyard where she lived.
The gate is not closed.
Chen Rong walked down the carriage and pushed a little dark arch into the courtyard.
In the courtyard, although it is still clean, it is empty. The grass at the corner has grown deep in the knees.
Chen Rong stayed for a while, and her eyes were awkward. For a moment, the home of Pingcheng appeared in front of her eyes. For a while, it became a past life, the courtyard of the hustle and bustle, and then God, it seems to see Chen Weichen. They are sitting in this courtyard and laughing.
Chen Rong closed his eyes and said lowly: "The matter is not human."
See her stepping in, the guards at the same time keep up. Chen Rong waved his hand and whispered, "Let me be quiet."
"Yes."
Stepping into the steps, I reached out and slowly pushed the door of the room.
When the door swayed and opened, Chen Rong shook his eyes and seemed to see a flat smile. When he saw it, it was a swaying gossamer.
With a low sigh, Chen Rong covered the door and continued to walk inside.
Passing through the hall, partial housing, slowly, Chen Rong came to his bedroom.
The dormitory is as old as it is, it is just dirty, it should be no one to clean it for a few days.
Chen Rong stepped forward and reached out to the bedpost.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Chen Rong was awake from the shackles. She frowned and said, "Is it not for you to follow?"
Almost her voice fell, and a gust of wind slammed. Chen Rong was awkward, and he was able to face the side of the neck. He had a sharp pain in his neck. He could not help but black eyes and fainted.
......
Chen Rong was awakened by the morning breeze.
When she blinked, it was a golden sun. The sun just rose from the east. It looked like a clear and beautiful look between the heavens and the earth. The leaves on the poplar tree, a hundred steps away, were bit by bit. Toward the dew, they reflect the sun.
Taking a bit of fresh, cold air, Chen Rong slowly touched his body.
Almost as soon as she moved, a low, magnetic male voice came, "Wake up?"
Chen Rongyi.
She propped up and turned to look at the man.
What she saw was a body that was facing her. The body was young, beautiful and full of tension. She was lowering her head and carving a piece of wood with a sword in her hand. As the sawdust flies, she can see his tight thin lips.
What she saw was just a thin lip. This person wears a bronze mask, blue, quaint and heavy, exuding a dull mask, the white and beautiful jaw, and the shallow lip. Lips, portraying a mysterious beauty.
Looking at him, Chen Rong blurted out, "Murong?"
The man slowly put down the wood that had been carved, and turned his head to look at Chen Rong.
This person has a pair of deep, invisible eyes. The same eyelids that can't be seen in the end, the smoldering gloom of Hellfire, he showed the same width as the sea.
Staring at Chen Rong, this person raised his lips and smiled: "Chen Arong, I haven't seen you for a long time."
Obviously wearing a mask, when Murong smiled, it gave people a feeling like a spring breeze.
"Yeah, I haven't seen you for a long time."
Chen Rong is also a smile, she is sitting up straight, five fingers like a comb, both beautiful, and casually flatten the hair of the pillow.
Although I have never washed, my hair is still messy, but with Chen Rong laughing and sitting, her body has more grace, elegance, and nobleness than the children of the family... Natural, this style, In the eyes of Wang Xiezi's brother, there is nothing to be said. It can even be said that there is still deliberate. After all, Chen Rong’s temperament was cultivated.
However, what she is facing now is Xianbei.
Murong looked at her and looked at her. The eyes under the mask were smiling. "On the day, Chen Arong rushed into our army, dressed in white, and took the lead. Until today, my soldiers still mention it from time to time. It is my emperor's emperor, but also deeply admired, hate not to look at the style. Speaking of it, when the girl came and went in a hurry, Murong Yu did not see it clearly, today deliberately invited, it is a continuation of the front. "
His voice was low, like a spring breeze, and people couldn’t hear the comfort.
Such a voice, such a demeanor, no wonder the Jiankang aristocrats, knowing that the Xianbei people killed my father and countless, still could not help but praise.
"Continued the front edge?" Chen Rong chuckled. "Wang Xiaolang deliberately sneaked into Nanyang City. When I came over, it was to continue the sequel?" Xiaolang is the nickname of the young generals Murong Yu. Chen Rong was summoned here, with a bit of contempt.
She smirked her lips, bright and beautiful face, as if there was sunshine, no splendid, and ridiculous.
"Nature." Murong sighed and smiled, waved his hand and signaled the soldiers to move the meat and said: "I heard that Arong and my two friends, Yan and Wang Hong are all very close... I am Murong. Oh, but Hu people can never think about complicated things with simple methods."
This time, Chen Rong understood.
He wants to use himself to lead Wang Hong and He
He must have laid people in Nanyang City. When he knew that he had arrived in Nanyang City, he took the time to start... The Hu people are different from the Jin people. The nobles of the Jin people will never make a threat to the women.
Barbarians are barbarians, even though the Xianbei aristocrats have learned a lot from the leaders of the Jin people, but this can only be learned from the high and self-respect in the bones.
Although Chen Rong is contemptuous of him, he will not be stupid enough to provoke. She stood up and said faintly: "Wang Xiaolang invited the guests to come, what kind of rituals? Call your niece to wash for me."
The tone is high.
Murong Yu was not annoyed. He laughed and waved his right hand and ordered: "Please take the girl into the account and take care of it."
"Yes."
The answer to him is the voice of several Han Chinese women. Chen Rong went back. I saw behind her, standing with four low-brow-eyed women, all of them were good-looking, quiet and quiet, and they were also brilliance. However, there are stiff tensions in their eye movements, and fears that cannot be erased. It is clearly the Han women who come from these Hu people.
When they were glaring at them, Chen Rong shook, until this time, she was completely awake, only to fully understand her situation.
She fell into the hands of the Hu people.
She fell into the hands of the Hu people.
Heaven is really ridiculous, just let her hold the field, have hope, so in a blink of an eye put her in a place of mortal.
She actually fell into the hands of the Hu people.
For a time, not far from the sneer of the soldiers, the sound of the horses and the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, are spinning and drifting into the distance...
Feeling Chen Rong’s embarrassment, Murong’s mouth floated with a smile. He walked behind her, and the low voice was magnetic and gentle.
Arong Hugh is afraid, you are my noble.
He paused, he Said: "If you want to come, how long, your lang or Wang Lang will come and pick you up."
The sound of the good sound floated into the ear, so that Chen Rong slowly woke up.
She smiled and straightened her back, and did not look back. "Is it true that Xiaolang believes that the hero of my Han Chinese is like a Hu, would you ignore a big woman because of a woman?"
She smiled coldly and said, "Yu Xiaolang is a villain this time."
After all, she stepped forward and walked forward with arrogance in her grace.
Several Han Chinese women quickly raised and kept up.
Chen Rong was led into the camp by a number of women. The camp was located next to the coach’s camp. When she passed by, there were people from all over the place who were screaming and laughing, noisy, and pointing.
As soon as he entered the camp, Chen Rong said, "Cake it for me."
"Yes."
A few women are busy, the end of the basin, take the towel, bronze mirror.
Chen Rong sat down, she looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and the person in the mirror still looked like a spring flower.
Her gaze swept her hair, and a black hair like a satin hair was inserted with a golden cymbal... Looking at it, Chen Rong was a little determined.
When a few women came forward to wash her hair, Chen Rong licked Liu Mei, and his mind turned.
What kind of weight is she, and if she wants to come to this world, no one knows better than herself. The man who is swearing is not going to take risks for a woman who is not so good or bad for her. As for Wang Hong?
Chen Rong shook his head and thought to himself: "How can he take this risk when he is a of the king of the king?" To put it bluntly, he is just a woman who is occasionally tempted and happy. Really want to rise to the interests of the home country, the height of life and death, she, nothing.
In this world, if you really care about her, maybe it’s just a slap in the face? Her older brother may be hurting her when she sees her. If you don't see it, you won't think again.
Taking a breath, Chen Rong put away his cranky thoughts and gnawed his teeth: I can't sit still and wait for you to sit still. I can't easily go to this step, I can't just give up.