Chapter 186: Explanation

Chen Rong ran to Wang Hong and looked up at him. He whispered, "How?"
When Wang Hong smiled, she hurriedly asked, "What is the situation outside?"
"Yes."
Chen Rong’s lips sighed. "Don’t yell at me! I heard it. There are a lot of arguments outside, and this is just Nanyang City."
She said that she was looking at Wang Hong again.
Wang Hong smiled. He reached out and stroked her hair. He was relaxed and relaxed. "How about life? How about death? Small things in the district, don't mess."
He seems to say it casually, but Chen Rong, who can hear this, is a big shock.
She is the one who really died once, the one who really understands ‘how is life, how is it dead’!
I saw her biting insults for a while, and when she looked up, she was full of smiles. This is not just a smile, it is a person who feels relaxed from the heart and relaxes everything from the heart to the ease.
Her smile made Wang Hong live. In his curious and incomprehensible eyes, Chen Rongfu was blessed and responded briskly: "The husband said what he said."
Seeing that Wang Hong is still staring at himself, Chen Rong can't help but throw away a fascinating eye. The voice softly snarls: "Where is the celestial being, how can you look like a wolf?
When this words came out, Wang Hong smiled dumbly. He was about to talk. A footstep came and a prostitute replied respectfully outside the arch: "Dr. Guang Guanglu, your servant is looking for."
This voice just started, Wang Hong has a sleeve, and Shi Shiran inside, Chen Rongmu sent him to leave, said: "Let them come in."
"Yes."
Those who came in were two 30-year-old men, behind them, followed their women.
These four people are all loyal servants who follow Chen Rong from Pingcheng. As soon as they saw them, Chen Rong rushed to meet.
The four servants did not wait for her to come close, and they slammed into the ground and gave a big gift. They cried in tears: "I have seen a girl."
"Get up."
"Yes."
"Hurry, sit down."
"Yes."
The four men also relaxed in front of Chen Rong. After they sat down, the oldest servant took out a stack of books from his arms and said with respect: "Girl, this is the 650-mu farmland. We have already The cultivation of rice tickets grows gratifying, and the girl rarely comes to Nanyang. Do you want to see it?"
Chen Rong took the book and looked at it in detail.
She is very serious. She is a human being, and she understands deeply that even if the four people are the most loyal, she is the most trusting, and the precautions to be taken must be indispensable. This has always been the case in the world, at the right price, and anyone has the possibility of betrayal.
She used to be the mother of her previous life. Although this writing was rough, Chen Rong could understand it completely.
But for a while, she nodded: "Not bad."
With these two words, the four servants smiled at the same time.
Chen Rong smiled and stretched the book to the front. He said, "You..." only spit out two words, one hand stretched over and cut the book.
This hand is long and white, and the bones are round, but it is Wang Hong?
Chen Rong saw Wang Hong take the script, but he was a little surprised.
Bowing his head, the ink is draped in front of him, the white dress wins the snow, and Wang Hong, who looks like a fairy, looks like a poetry book.
He turned his hand and turned it over to the four.
The four servants took over. Thank you very much. They have a heart to say something, and when Wang Hong is standing next to him, then he can’t say it. At the moment, the four people retire one by one.
Wang Hong said with a retreat, Wang Hong said softly: "When buying these fields, Qing Qing just entered Nanyang." He turned to look at Chen Rong, like a smile, "At that moment, Qing Qing and Yan Na, I want to come here, but I have seen one or two sides. I will remember the field in his name."
When I heard this, Chen Rong’s heart was cast aside, and the smile on his face was involuntarily replaced with a feminine appeal.
Looking at Chen Rong, who was particularly well-behaved, Wang Hong’s mouth swelled and said slowly: "Do you want to explain to Qingfu?"
Chen Rong is still laughing, and when his voice falls, she replies: "I can't do it either. Under the fence, it is an unmarried woman, and I can't belong to me if I own property." She said here, voice. It’s a little small. "I want to go and see, the generals come and go like the wind, be strong, and remembered in his name, they will not be taken over by the villain."
"Is it?"
"Yes, yes." Chen Rong was busy nodding.
Wang Hong smiled slowly.
When Chen Rong was in a guilty conscience, he saw this smile, and he didn’t know what to do.
"Why don't you remember it under my name?"
Wang Hong slowly asked, "I want to be Wang Qilang, who is born out of the ordinary, and who is strong, and in my name, the villain will not be able to take it."
"Oh." Chen Rong smirked and smirked twice. He saw him staring at himself quietly, his face a bit cold, and she said softly, "That, that, that..."
She "that" for a while, but couldn't say an explanation.
Wang Hong is still staring at her quietly, staring at her.
Half a sigh of sorrow, until Chen Rong couldn’t say a half word, and his head was lower and lower. He said very gentle and extremely lightly: "I didn’t believe it until now, Arong, I really married him."
His voice was very light and light, as if he was afraid of being moved by others, as if he was afraid to break the calm and beautiful between him and her.
Therefore, it is clear that his tone is calm, but Chen Rongzhen feels that he has been hurt by himself.
She lowered her head and squirmed her lips several times, but she still couldn't think of how to explain it.
Just then, Wang Hong stepped away.
Chen Rong was anxious and quickly pulled his sleeve and asked uncomfortably, "You, where are you going?"
Wang Hong slowly turned back.
He looked at her quietly and looked at her. For a moment, he pulled back his sleeve and said, "Get ready to go."
"Where to go?"
"Nature is Jiankang!"
Jiankang, but go to Jiankang? Don't stay in Nanyang? Chen Rongyi stayed, she was stunned and stunned by Wang Hong. She couldn’t see a little thought from his face. He had to take back the cranky thoughts and smile. He said, "Okay."
When Chen Rong was ready, the carriage was ready to go.
The team slowly drove out of the palace.
Last year's large-scale southward migration, the Da Shi people in Nanyang City, has gone eight or nine. Now Chen Rong walks in Nanyang City and feels that the street is much colder than the memory.
Looking at the dredging crowd, Chen Rongqi opened the curtain and listened carefully to the whispers from all around.
However, wherever the team went, the pedestrians made the birds spread and she could hear anything.
Just when Chen Rongdong looked at Zhang Xiwang, a team of people appeared in front of him. A scribe was striding out, but he was a familiar item of Chen Rong.
Zhang Xiang strode to the front of the carriage. He went deep into Wang Hong’s carriage and said,
He’s the life of Nanyang Wang, and he will come to Lang Jun.

In the carriage, Wang Hong leaned against the couch and looked stunned. "When you come to see you, you have no wine and no fun?"
Zhang Xiangyi, he was stunned to Wang Hong’s clear and high-spirited eyes, and he did not know how to answer it.
Wang Hongyi sunk and waved his hand. "Please come back."
As soon as the sound fell, the carriage passed.
Zhang Xiang came back to God. He said in his footsteps that he wanted to catch up and say something. He could be slaughtered by Wang Hongfeng. For a moment, he felt that what he said and what he did was too boring. After thinking about it, he still led the crowd to stand there and watched the team rushing to the gate.
After Wang Hong’s carriage, Chen Rong’s carriage.
Zhang Xiangguang, who has retreated to the side, like the crowd, can't help but chase Chen Rong, who is not charming. Looking at the clouds and high-strength, the costumes are expensive, the unattainable Chen Rong, Zhang Xiang has stepped back one step, and bowed his head and did not dare to look directly at her.
The carriage slowly drove out of Nanyang City.
As soon as he came out of Chaoyang City, Chen Rong looked back. In this city, there are too many memories buried in her. I wonder if I will see you later.
When she was ecstatic, the front carriage stopped and a guard called: "Lang Jun makes you pass."
Did he take the initiative to call her?
Chen Rong was in a good mood and quickly responded with a slap in the face and ran to Wang Hong’s carriage.
In the carriage, Wang Hongzheng heard the footsteps of Chen Rong with his bamboo slips. He did not raise his head and asked: "How are you happy with your footsteps?"
Chen Ronggui climbed into the carriage and smiled. "There are wines and books, and there are beautiful people. Of course, it is pleasant."
This answer is really great for Wang Hong. He slowly put down the bamboo slip and turned to Chen Rong.
As soon as he looked up, Chen Rong, who climbed into the carriage, laughed and rushed over. She slammed into his arms and threw him in the carriage. He pressed it on him and kissed him in the past. Chen Rongqi smiled and said: "Isn’t Lang said that the music must be timely? When the beauty is hugging, are you still hesitant?"
Wang Hong let her slap in the face of her own, until she kissed a dozen or so, tired and self-contained, he slowly took out his handkerchief and gracefully wiped the saliva on his face.
Looking up, he quietly looked at Chen Rong on his body and smiled lightly. "Are you afraid?"
When this was said, the smile on Chen Rong’s face was a stiff one.
She buried her face in his arms and closed her eyes. She said, "Well," she paused. She said lowly, "Don't ignore me."
Chen Rong hasn't heard Wang Hong speak again for a long time, and he can't help but look up at him.
Seeing Wang Hong holding his head, quietly looking at the roof of the car, a look of God.
Although he was out of God, he held her thin waist and was warm and powerful.
Chen Rong’s heart calmed down. He leaned in his arms and looked at the scenery outside the window, changing and singing gently.
Her voice whispered, meaning nothing, but the voice was sweet and beautiful, full of pleasure and happiness.
Unconsciously, Wang Hong looked down at her and listened for a while. He gently asked: "Arong is alive soon?"
"Yeah." Chen Rong nodded and continued to sing.
"Why are you happy?"
Chen Rong’s voice paused. For a moment, she replied: "At this moment, my favorite Lang Jun is not in the sky, not on the side of others, only on my side, so happy."
Wang Hong caressed her black and silky hair, and she used her lips. He closed his eyes, and for a long time, his lips sighed.
This sigh is different from the past, it seems to be clear, and it seems to be firmer.
In the quiet, there was a whispering voice from the guards. "Lang Jun, people have been sent."
Wang Hong responded inadvertently.
The guards left the horse. About half an hour later, another voice came from outside the car. "The man has already recruited." After a pause, the guard asked, "How to deal with it?"
"It’s killing."
"Yes."
After another hour, an aide came to the front and reported it.
However, in just three days, the people who reported the previous report were wave after wave. Chen Rong wanted to hear something, but how she listened was still a fog.
On this day, after a breeze, a guard returned, Wang Hong looked back and saw Chen Rong thoughtfully, calling: "Arong."
Chen Rong looked up at him.
His eyes were particularly clear and stared at her. He asked: "What happened to Arong when the new Moyang City Lord took office?"
He finally asked the question of difference.
Chen Rong coveted, seeing the knife does not speak, Wang Hong smiled casually. He held his hand on his knees and looked at the lush green hills outside the window. He said: "The scattered family, knowing the drought in front, is the matter of crossing the river. Calm and calm, like a well-thought-out... At that moment, Arong, smart and super-minded, and more intelligent and close to the demon. I thought that Arong is a superb person with great talents."
He looked back at Chen Rong, his eyes were clear, his mouth was light, "Qing Qing, because of the consequences, wouldn't you want to tell me?"
Having said that, he focused on Chen Rong and waited for her to answer.
Chen Rong, who has been bowing his head, has a bitter heart. She licked her lips and licked her lips. If it was in the past, she would tell him unintentionally that she did not want to say.
But now, the two are in love with each other. When you know my heart, she can’t say anything.
The carriage was still moving forward steadily. The dust from the wheels of the "Gugzhizhi" rolled up the grass on the side of the road, and dyed the original green grass.
It was quiet for a while, and Chen Rong finally spoke up. Her lips moved and muttered, "I have had a dream."
She smiled and lost her face. She twirled the wide-sleeve corner and whispered, "It is the dream of Zhuangzi."
"Zhuangzi's dream?"
Wang Hong is a bit surprised and a little bit laughing. He asked: "What did you dream about?"
Chen Rong bit his lip and said: "I dreamed that I had moved southward and returned to Nanyang to marry. After being abandoned by my husband, I set fire to myself."
She looked up at him and said very seriously and seriously: "The dream is very real, very real, and I lived like a real one. When I woke up, I realized that it was a dream."
She said that here, Wang Hong, who was indulging, nodded. "Yes, this is a pretty good explanation."
This is like disbelief.
He did not believe that Chen Rong closed his mouth. In fact, if someone tells her like this, she won't believe it.
In the carriage, the peace has been restored.
For a while, Chen Rong quietly looked up and looked at Wang Hong. At this moment, Wang Hong suddenly said: "This time Moyang, Qiyang two people city sent the city owner again, the court blocked tightly, knowing the world Ten things are the beginning of the matter."
He turned his head and stared at Chen Rong with a gaze. "Arong is the eleventh person."