Chapter 200: The Oath

In the laughter of the old man, Chen Rong's 'confused' eyes gradually brightened.

She tilted her head slowly, following the voice. Staring suspiciously at the unfamiliar old man, Chen Rong's dry mouth opened, but he couldn't say a word.

The maidservant 'girl' who was waiting on the side hurriedly brought a glass of water, put it next to her 'lips' and let her take a small sip.

Listening to Chen Rong's swallowing sound when he drank water, Yuan Zhenren nodded, he walked to the side of the collapse, pointed to the 'medicine' prescription, and said, "If you use it like this for a month, it will be fine." ”

After finishing the tidying, he stared at the ground on one side, snorted, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Little thief surnamed Wang, the old man is leaving, can you stop it?" ”

A thief surnamed Wang?

Chen Rong's eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to turn her head and follow the prestige. But as soon as he moved, he saw the wound, and Chen Rong had to calm down.

At this time, she saw a white 'colored' figure coming, the figure looked deeply towards the original elder, and her Lang Jun's gentle bitter smile came into her ears, "The real person said that he was laughing." Hong owes a favor to the real person, and he will repay it if he has a fate. ”

"It's like words." The original person stroked the white beard and said, "Boy, remember what you said today. ”

After that, the original real person walked away.

Chen Rong watched the original real person stride away in confusion and confusion, frowning, in her memory, she really had never seen anyone talk to Wang Hong like this.

At this moment, a man walked towards her, and he lowered his head and approached her quietly.

Before Chen Rong could raise his head, he opened up a weak smile at him. She looked up at him, pale as paper, with a smile on her bloodless face, "Shichiro." She laboriously stretched out her hand, slowly landed on the back of his hand, her eyes fell on his gray white clothes, and said hoarsely: "Why is it so dirty? ”

When she woke up, she didn't ask about her injuries, she didn't ask about her poison, she didn't ask about her children, but she was just worried about his clothes.

Wang Hong slowly stretched out his five fingers.

Five fingers stretched out his hand, his white palm, lying on her white and tender little hand. Slowly closing, he wrapped it in his hand.

"Ah Rong."

His voice was hoarse, "Are you still in pain?" ”

Chen Rong hurriedly shook her head, but after only shaking it twice, she was so dizzy that she hurriedly stopped. Looking at him with a smile, she said in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Looking at him, her lips moved, and after a while, she asked softly, "I, why am I still alive?" If I live like this, will it affect you? ”

still doesn't ask about himself, doesn't worry about himself, only worries about his safety.

Wang Hong closed his eyes.

He took her little hand cautiously, lowered his head, and he 'kissed' the back of her hand, and said in a hoarse and nasal voice, "I'm fine." After a pause, he said in a low voice, "Ah Rong." ”

He raised his reddened eyes, looked at her seriously, and said softly, "I'd rather be burdened by you than live." ”

Where did Chen Rong think that one day, Wang Hong would say such love words to himself?

She blinked, and her bloodless 'lips' rose and smiled brightly. She was tired from just saying a few words. Chen Rong rested his head on the 'jade' pillow, his fingers hooking his fingers tightly. After a while, she replied softly, "Yes." ”

She didn't say anything, just happily replied.

Wang Hong lowered his eyes.

He rubbed the back of her white and tender hand, rubbed his 'lips', and spit out a low and lingering voice, "Ah Rong, I won't use you to hurt in the future." ”

Chen Rong, who was shocked by Wang Hong's unusually gentle love words, was speechless, but blinked suspiciously. After a while, she thought: It is said that if you don't die, there will be a blessing in the future, and it seems that the sky will not stop me.

She couldn't speak, just replied in a low voice, softly, "Yes." ”

He parted her five fingers one by one, and pityingly took the white and plump fingertips between the 'lips', Wang Hong looked at Chen Rong's eyes, which were red and shining with crystal light. Unconsciously, Chen Rong was stunned: this is her Lang Jun, her Lang Jun is really beautiful.

Wang Hong's ruddy 'lips', holding her white and tender little finger, said in a low and vague voice: "Ah Rong, you must always love me like this, no matter what, no matter when, you must always love me like this." His voice was still nasal, this handsome man, with his clear eyes shining with crystal, looked at her gently as water, his black hair fluttered, noble as a god, but he said such almost childish words, and he was so persistent.

Chen Rong's eyes narrowed, although she talked too much and was a little dizzy, she was still happy, and couldn't help but respond: "En." ”

"You swear."

Wang Hong is extremely persistent. He stared intently into her eyes, waiting for her to speak.

Chen smiled and said softly, weakly: "I, Chen Ah Rong, swear that I will always love my Shichiro, no matter what, no matter when." ”

Getting her vow, Wang Hong grinned childishly. Just smiling and smiling, he lowered his head and buried his face in Chen Rong's palm. Chen Ronggang was puzzled, and he felt a chill in his palm, and then, a few tears flowed down her fingers.

Chen Rong was startled, she touched his face with her other hand, and said softly: "Qilang, don't be sad, aren't I fine?" ”

As she spoke, her voice was sweet, beautiful, and joyful。。。。。。 Finally, in the eyes of the man she regarded as a treasure, is she also a treasure?

Listening to Chen Rong's soft words to appease, Wang Hong remained motionless.

After a while, he raised his head, leaned back, and slowly took the hot 'hairy' towel from the handmaid's hand, and Wang Hong slowly wiped the mud and dust off his face.

Then, he stood up and spread his arms. It's just that in a blink of an eye, the fragile, pitying, and gentle Wang Hong just now is gone. With his arms outstretched, he is like an emperor, graceful, noble, and unattainable.

As soon as he stood up, several maidservants stepped forward at the same time, took off his dirty robe, and changed into a new set of white robes. Give him a messy black hair to comb again.

When the maids retreated, Wang Hong in front of him returned to his superb appearance as an immortal.

He lowered his head and looked at Chen Rong gently.

Chen Rong looked up at him, and smiled weakly at his eyes, which were clear and calm, but still gentle as water.

Chen Rong looked at him and called softly, "Qilang." ”

"Yes."

"How are you?" Chen Rong's eyes were a little nervous, "You didn't do anything, did you?" ”

Wang Hong shook his head slowly.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Chen Rong's long hair. While combing, he muttered in a low voice, "It's a little knotted, well, you have a wound on your body, I'll help you clean it later." ”

As soon as she heard this, Chen Rong couldn't help but shake her head, only shook it for a moment, and then she stopped because she was dizzy, "Don't." ”

"Why?"

Why? I'm embarrassed. Chen Rong bit his 'lip', glanced at him, and said shyly: "Just call the maid 'girl'." ”

Wang Hong saw her shyness.

He stepped forward and gently helped Chen Rong to sit up straight, and then, he sat behind her, letting her half-lean on himself. Leaning on him, Chen Rong muttered, "I have the smell of blood on my body, and I will smoke Qilang." ”

Wang Hong ignored it, he rested his face on the side of her neck, and remained motionless for a long time.

Just when Chen Rong was curious and wanted to turn back, his nasal voice came again, "Qingqing, I will no longer bear you for the rest of my life." ”

。。。。。。

Chen Rong was completely stunned.

Her eyes widened, not believing her ears.

After a long time, she asked in a trembling voice and choked up, "What did you say?" ”

Ignoring the dizziness, she looked back at him and begged with tears, "Shichiro, what did you just say?" Say it again, please. ”

She opened her eyes wide and let tears fall from her bright eyes, "Shichiro, please, please say it again。。。。。。 You, you can't let me guess randomly, I can't think of it. ”

Wang Hong lowered his head, his 'lips' pressed against her forehead.

After sticking it gently for a while, he said softly and clearly: "Qingqing, I am no longer me。。。。。。 On this day, I tasted all the troubles of the world. ”

He looked away from her, looked at her tenderly, closed his eyes, and kissed her on the lips.

The two tongues were 'intertwined', and as soon as they came into contact with Wang Hong, they slowly separated. He looked at her again and said in a low voice, "I said, I will live up to my reputation in this life." ”

A sentence landed, and Chen Rong choked up.

She buried her face in his arms and remained motionless. In the sobbing again and again, tears soaked his new clothes in the blink of an eye.

In the tears, Chen Rong even forgot about the pain, she just hugged him tightly and cried patiently.

Wang Hong's five fingers were like shuttles, through her long satin hair, and whispered: "I didn't retaliate against anyone. Hearing this, Chen Rong's choked voice stopped, and she began to listen 'twitching'.

His voice was like a breeze, slight and whispering, "The Ninth Princess is dead, but everyone in the royal family also thinks that you will not escape death." ”

Hearing this, Chen Rong stretched out her hand and pushed him away, she raised her tear-stained face, and the joy and happiness in her expression slowly turned to sadness.

Looking at him, in Wang Hong's inquiring eyes, Chen Rong whispered, "Qilang, do you know, I'm poisoned?" The ninth princess said that she was smeared with poison on the knife, and there was no 'medicine' to solve the poison. ”

At this moment, she seemed to understand why Wang Hong was so abnormal today, crying in front of her, and promising her such beautiful expectations。。。。。。 He must have known that he was going to die, right?

Chen Rong said this, seeing that Wang Hong lowered her eyes and was silent, she couldn't help but smile lightly, she smiled extremely bright and sunny, turned her head sideways, Chen Rong said nonchalantly: "Qilang Xiu cares, my life was originally picked up." The heavenly real person took it, and it was up to it. After a pause, her voice turned low, "Shichiro doesn't have to say such a promise out of pity for me. She smiled and said, "There are only 30 days in January, how can there be such a long and difficult life。。。。。。 However, Shichiro said that he would live up to me in this life, and Ah Rong was really happy to hear this. "She was so 'excited' and said too much that she was dizzy for a while, so she slowly lay down and slowly closed her eyes. It's just that in the corner of his eye, two tears slowly slipped down like pearls, and they all the way into Wang Hong's clothes.

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