Chapter 62: Out

Outside the hall, Wang Hong was a little hoarse and laughter. "When I came back, I heard the beauty of the glory in the glory of the prince, and I was tempted to come." He had already reached the door of the temple. Standing at the door, Wang Hong doubled and turned to the beauty of the temple. Feeling his gaze, the girls flirtatized and laughed. Wang Hong smiles, his eyes are very clear under the stars.
Chen Rong looked up and looked at him with an eye.
At this time, Chen Rong stood in front of the crowd and was very conspicuous. Wang Hong saw her at a glance.
At the moment of the four eyes, Chen Rong’s eyes were wet.
Wang Hong stared at her deeply, turning her head to Nanyang Wang.
At this time, Nanyang Wang was also watching him. His murky swollen eyes flashed a touch of coldness. Unconsciously, Nanyang Wangjue sank and slowly said: "I am afraid that Qilang is coming, just for that one hundred beautiful. One of them?"
Wang Hong laughed haha. He did not answer, but waved his hand and ordered: "Let's go down."
As soon as this was said, the talents discovered that Wang Hong’s behind him still stopped several carriages. As his voice fell, the curtains opened at the same time. This car curtain glimpsed, it was a scent of scent. Everyone turned around and saw that all the men were bright. I saw that among the five carriages, I was sitting in five costumes.
Nanyang Wang’s eyes are bright, and he smiles strangely:
Hey, is there a good for Jilang?

Wang Hongyi said calmly: "The beauty can be pleasing to the eye, you can send words and troubles, and Hong is also a man. How can you not like it?" He smiled at his white teeth, and he said with a big sleeve, "Let’s go, let Wang see I saw the beautiful lady of Wang."
When the sound fell, the five women said at the same time: "Yes." They walked down the carriage.
The eyes of Nanyang Wang were not instantly locked in the five beautiful people. When the light was too dark, he shot with both hands and hurriedly said, "Quickly, the palm lamp lights!"
"Yes." In the sound of running, the courtyard was full of lights, and it was like a white day.
The appearance of the five beautiful women clearly appeared in front of everyone.
When the light was on, Nanyang Wang picked up his eyes. He was screaming. He looked at the ground and looked at it. He sighed: "Beauty, it is beautiful. Hey, I am in Nanyang City, I can’t compare with Jiankang."
Like him, he and his subordinates, these men stared at the five beautiful women, one by one, dazzled and fascinated.
When Wang Hong’s long sleeves came in, the five beautiful women also twisted their waists and stepped into the temple.
Chen Rong looked at his eyes and gave him a look.
These five beautiful women, no matter which one, are slightly less attractive to her. I don't know why, these five people stood together, like Chunlan Qiuju, Dongmei Xialian gathered together, let people have a illusion of reading and reading the flowers.
When a man was obsessed with ignorance, Wang Hong, who was in white, had already reached the front of the temple. He walked straight to Chen Rong.
Looking at his smiling face, Chen Rong bowed his head slightly and looked forward to a blessing. The voice said a little embarrassed: "Arong has seen Qilang."
Wang Hong smiled. He looked at Chen Rong gently. He said: "I heard that Xianbei has the intention of attacking the South County. The girl is a smart person. It is like a god. I am coming back here and I am going to Chen to ask for you. Asked about it. I didn't think that Wang Ye had invited the girl first."
His voice is not light, plus people like him, no matter when, are the center of the crowd, therefore, his words, including Nanyang Wang and Xu surname, are listening to the score.
Slowly, the eyes of Nanyang Wang were removed from the five beautiful people, turned to Chen Rong, and also looked at Wang Hong.
Wang Hong turned his head. He was a little gloomy on Nanyang Wang. He just smiled, and the long sleeves were so sloppy. He walked toward the center of the main hall and sat down on the left side of Nanyang Wang. After sitting down, he took the wine cellar and took a sip of his head. He shook the wine to Chen Rong and smiled. "Arong, why are you there? Come and sit down." In a word, she has been placed in the guest's position.
Hey, the eyes of a temple, stared at Nanyang Wang intentionally or unintentionally.
Nanyang Wang, a fat patties face, at this time, sinking like water, can not see the mood. With the support of the guards, he sat back on his couch.
Chen Rong moved, her mouth was smiling, her long sleeves were swaying, and her footsteps went to Wang Hong’s back. Just as her hips touched the couch, she had a soft foot and almost fell on the couch. Fortunately, she reached out in time and held a few quietly.
The hall is very quiet, everyone's eyes are quietly slamming toward Nanyang Wang, and Wang Xiang and Chen Rong.
After Wang Hong took the glass of wine and drank it, he put down the glass and put his hands together. He said, "Get the piano!"
Wang Qilang's piano sound, that is famous in the world. As he sang out, everyone in the temple lit up.
A musician quickly picked up a lyre, and ran to Wang Hong in a small step. After she was blessed with him, she held the piano in her hands and raised it to him in a respectful manner.
Wang Hong reached out and grasped the long white fingers. After making the strings give a melodious note, he smiled at the white teeth and bowed to Nanyang Wang. "Wang Ye knows that Jiankang popular dance in recent years." It is called '蹁跹玉人行'. It is made up of five beautiful, but generally tall, beautiful people with bare feet, wearing tulle, dancing with the sound of the piano. How about today?"
Since he entered the temple, Nanyang Wang always saw him, his eyes were a bit meaningful. At this moment, he caressed the short beard and nodded. He said, "The light is Wang Qilang's piano, so he has been alone in the world, let alone the beauty dance? Good, reward!"
Wang Hong took the lead, and his fingers swept away. In a moment, a melodious sound of the piano sounded in the temple.
Just as his sound of the piano floated out, the five beautiful men came from the footsteps, and the toes were a little twisted.
......
Suddenly, the sound of the piano is like a drum, and the sound is colliding, and it is fast and tight!
In this piano sound, the five beautiful women are twisted at the same time, and the jade feet are light! With their movements, I saw only "砰砰砰砰", ten crisp knocks in the rhythm, ten beautiful women's shoes, brushing to Nanyang Wang, just behind him's station At the beginning, the ten shoes had been neatly placed at the foot of Nanyang Wang’s foot, lined up in a row, and two five-petal plum blossoms were placed.
Nanyang Wang Dale, he put his hands together and laughed loudly.
As his laughter came out, Chen Rong closed his eyes. She slowly took the palm of her hand back into her sleeve and took a deep breath of fresh air.
In the hall, the rhythm of the rhythm is still flowing, and with the sound of the piano, the five beautiful women twisted their waists, and the jade legs were kicked, and the magical place was looming and extremely charming.
Slowly, the piano sounds slower. Slowly, the five beautiful women turned to lean toward Nanyang Wang. Their long sleeves are swaying, and Qiu Bo even throws them; they laugh and stunned, and the jade is slim.
When Nanyang Wang looked at it, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "Well, it will follow you." He reached out and licked a beautiful woman, bowed his head and kissed her on the slap of her lips. Turning to look at Wang Hong, he suddenly said: "The original Qilang is also affectionate to Chen’s little prostitute."
Wang Sun smiled. He put down the glass and stood up. After he started to look up at Nanyang Wang, he said to Chen Rong: "Go." Then he turned and left. Actually, I didn’t say anything.
Chen Rong lowered his head and quickly kept up.
After a while, the figures of the two disappeared at the door of the temple.
Sitting behind an anecdote behind Nanyang Wang, looking at their backs, stroking the long sigh: "Sure enough, it is the king of the seven, true and famous!"
At this time, the Xu surname first took the lead to Nanyang Wang: "Congratulations to the prince, I got five beautiful people." He looked at the five sweaty girls in a sly manner, saying: "This must be specially cultivated by Wang. The charm of this style is not something I can do with Nanyang Mai."
Nanyang Wang nodded. His right hand reached into the chest of the beautiful Chinese woman. After two squats, he said with satisfaction: "The appearance looks like a beautiful show, or a rich and graceful or cold and arrogant, but the bones are stunned." Wang’s ability to train a woman is really good."
Xu’s aide was staring at the back of Chen Rongyuan’s back and sighed:
This Chen’s Arong is also a human being.

Nanyang Wang bowed his head and kissed the small mouth of the beautiful woman in the arms. He said vaguely: "I will talk about it later, and he will not stay in Nanyang for a long time."
Chen Rong also followed suit behind Wang Hong. Under the starlight, she stared at him quietly, her eyes flashing, and she had not spoken for a long time.
Just then, Wang Hong stepped forward. He looked slightly at the side and looked at Chen Rong.
To his eyes, Chen Rong said with a small mouth, said involuntarily: "I, I have not been tarnished!"
In a word, Wang Hong stayed.
Chen Rong himself is also a slap in the face, she slammed her mouth, seemingly not convinced that this is what she said. Awkwardly, Chen Rong blushed to the neck. She lowered her head and looked at it for a long while, and muttered, "I, I, I..." She ‘I’’ had been a long while, only to find that the figure of the white coat had gone far. Looking at the stars, his long and clear posture, Chen Rong stayed for a while and then quickly followed.
Wang Hong has come to his carriage. He held the car for a moment and suddenly said: "When others asked, they said that you lived with me in Nanyang Wangfu." After that, he slammed the curtain and drilled in.
Chen Rong lowered his head and whispered for a while: "Yes." She also climbed into a carriage.
The carriage was moving. The rolling sound of the "Gugzhizhi" carriage wheel rhythm came. After a while, Chen Rong heard the sound of the iron gate ‘Zizi-’ moving.
She, out of the Nanyang Wangfu. She finally escaped from birth. Chen Rong’s left hand, holding her right hand tightly, her lips smashed into a line, and unconsciously, the tears were full. She opened her eyes and let her tears roll down her cheeks. She quietly opened a corner of the curtain, letting the biting cold wind blow the tears on her face. However, the tears are like streams, no matter how the wind blows, it can't be blown. Quietly, Chen Rong sucked his nose and wiped away the tears in the dark.
Suddenly, Wang Hongru’s sweet voice was low and low. "Are you crying?"
Chen Rong was shocked. She quickly wiped her tears with her sleeves and whispered back: "No."
Wang Hong smiled low.
When he heard his laughter, Chen Rong was annoyed. She asked in disgust: "What are you laughing at?"
Wang Hong smiled and said: "I used to think that Chen Arong is like a deep pool."
Chen Rongyi, for a long while, she finally said: "This time, fortunately, you have... your life-saving grace, Chen Rong will report this life!"
Wang Hongyi. For a moment, his surprised voice came, "Help you save yourself? Are you ready to kill yourself?"
Chen Rong did not answer.
The sound of the carriage moving came, only to hear the ‘call’, her curtain slammed open, under the starlight, Wang Hong’s Zhang Junmei’s temperament and mysterious face appeared in front of her eyes.
He stared at Chen Rong tightly. His direct-looking gaze was a bit scorching, and Chen Rong slightly turned his head and avoided it.
Wang Hong stared at her and asked lowly: "The Nanyang King is so unbearable?"
In the darkness, Chen Rongwei nodded invisibly. She said faintly: "The kind of man, of course, can't stand it."
Wang Hong’s eyes are bright and bright, and the bottom of his eyes are full of waves.
You are not afraid of death?

Chen Rong hangs his eyes, "Fear, but there are things that are more terrible than death."
Wang Hong stared at her and stared at her. For a long while, he whispered: "Fortunately, I am coming in time." Then he slammed the curtain off.
As the curtains were released, Chen Rong turned his head and looked at the faint light of the stars.
All of a sudden, the atmosphere became quiet.
I don't know how long it took, Wang Hong asked, "Chen Arong."
"Yes."
He paused and said, "Do you really like me?"
Chen Rong stayed, her lips squirmed and slowly replied: "A man like you, how many daughters do not like it?"
Wang Hong did not speak anymore.
In the rolling sound of the wheel, the driver’s voice came from the outside. "It’s time for Chen Fu."
Is it so fast? Chen Rong woke up from the loss of her heart, and she quickly opened the curtain.
At this time, Wang Hong’s whisper came from the opposite carriage.
Go back, remember someone asking, thinking about it and then returning.

Chen Rong should be low and jumped off the carriage. She turned and walked toward the gate of Chenfu. Walking and walking, Chen Rong stepped forward. She turned slowly. In the darkness, her eyes are bright and bright. She stared at the carriage and stared at the vague figure in the carriage. Suddenly, Chen Rong rushed to the carriage, and she slammed the curtain and stared at Wang Hongjing.
Chen Rong looked at him. Her tight lips trembled and trembled. For a moment, she suddenly stepped back and took a deep look at him. He trembled: "Today's grace, Chen Rongming remembers in his heart." Suddenly, she looked up. Looking at the gleaming lantern light, that vaguely beautiful face. She rubbed her wet eyes and smiled slowly. This laugh is very brilliant. In Wang Hong’s somewhat awkward eyes, Chen Rong smiled and looked at him and said,
Wang Qilang, if you are not Wang’s, I have to pester you, let you marry me.
She said here, she He smiled from the ground and smiled. He turned his sleeves and turned away.
Cane walked out of five steps, behind her, came the elegant and gentle voice of Wang Hong, "Chen Arong."
Chen Rong stepped forward and twisted his body. He hurriedly looked back at him. His eyes sparkled with expectations that she had never understood.
Wang Hong stared at her, revealing a white tooth, grinning, and said slowly: "Remember, you owe me five first-class songs." Then he put down the curtain and sighed, "Go. ."
The carriage went away.