Chapter 168: The coquettish Wang Hong

Chen Rong leaned over slowly, and she let her face touch his.

Feeling the warmth of his face and listening to his bitter sigh in his ears, Chen Rong had no comfort, she couldn't comfort her.

Wang Hong stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her waist and called softly, "Ah Rong." He 'scrambled' and 'kissed' her cheek, "I don't want to let you go." "The voice is gentle and capricious.

Chen Rong lay motionless in his arms, her heart, this moment is very sweet, not only because he has a terminal illness, the first person to find her is her, but also because he is so willful that he can't let go of her.

He made her feel that he cared. For her, that's enough, it's enough.

The two were leaning against each other, and Chen Rong reached out and 'touched' his forehead.

At this 'touch', she exclaimed happily: "Shichiro, your forehead is not hot at all. Her eyes widened, joyful, afraid that he would not believe it, and emphasized: "It's true, you 'touch' 'touch', you 'touch' 'touch'." ”

Wang Hong smiled, he put his arm around her waist, and said, "I heard that people who have typhoid fever will be fine if they no longer have cold and fever. ”

Chen Rong nodded again and again, and said happily: "Yes, yes, I have also heard that as long as it is not hot or cold tonight, this disease will not be so terrible." If it's lukewarm for the next three days, it's all right. ”

After a pause, Chen Rong asked, "Qilang, the sun is going down, it will be very cold here after nightfall, should we go back to Guanli?" ”

It was Wang Hong, who answered her with his eyes closed, answering in a low voice.

Chen Rong, who got his answer, lay down next to him, and she reached out to put her hand on his forehead and snuggled him.

It's really nice to be separated by each other's body temperatures and breathe. Chen Rong couldn't help but smile and said, "It's really like that night in the col outside Nanyang City." ”

She stood up and looked at him, smiling heartily, "Shichiro, I thought there would never be such a day. ”

Wang Hong opened his eyes.

He looked at her quietly, watching, he closed his eyes, hoarse, and said tiredly: "Why would Ah Rong say such a thing? We can hold on, but you don't want to, so why do you still say such things? ”

Speaking of this, he pursed his lips and turned over to ignore Chen Rong.

Chen Rong stretched out his hand and put his arm around his waist.

He grabbed her arm around his waist and threw it aside.

Just threw it away, Chen Rong took it again.

Wang Hong threw her arm away again.

Chen Rongge smiled, put his arm back in its place, and muttered, "After Qilang is sick, he is like a child." ”

Wang Hong let out a dissatisfied snort from his nose, and finally did not shake her arm away.

Chen Rong put his arms around his waist, put his face against his back, smelled the breath that belonged to him, and chuckled: "Qilang doesn't know, for Ah Rong, he will be content to have such a moment." ”

Saying that she was content, she said that by the end, her voice was getting lower and lower.

Listening to her sigh, Wang Hong turned around and hugged her in his arms. Stroking her hair, he begged in a low voice: "Ah Rong, life is too short, why bother?" Why? ”

Chen Rong, who was nestled in his arms, just shook her head, and occasionally, she smiled and said, "Loosen up, it's boring." ”

After meeting today, her laughter has always been bright, as if she is happy from the bottom of her heart at this moment. Even though there was one less moment in the past, she still laughed so heartily.

Wang Hong stared at her black hair, and for a long time, he closed his eyes.

The two hugged each other like this, and without saying a word, they fell into the night in a blink of an eye.

In the following hour, Wang Hong did not have a fever again, nor was he afraid of the cold, and Chen Rong's mind was a little calm.

As soon as the night fell, Chen Rong helped Wang Hong and walked towards the Taoist temple.

As soon as she approached, Concubine Ping rushed over, and Aunt Ying also rushed over. When they saw Wang Hong, who was walking step by step, steady and graceful as usual, they stopped at the same time.

Pingyu was just about to speak, but Ying Gu had already pulled her back.

The two returned to Chen Rong's bedroom.

It was late at night, behind the screen, the dark red lantern was fumigated by the mist, Chen Rong turned her back, her face was a little red.

In the sound of water 'flowers', Wang Hong's low voice came, "Qingqing." ”

"How?"

"I can't wipe my back."

Chen Rong's face turned red, and she bit her lip and said, "If you don't wash your back for a day, it's nothing." ”

Wang Hong's lazy voice came, "When Qingqing and I were entangled in the past。。。。。。。 As soon as he said this, Chen Rong shouted, "Stop, stop." ”。

She said hatefully: "It's only once, not in the past." ”

Wang Hong's aggrieved voice came, "I came out of the Jiankang Mansion that day, and I worked really hard along the way。。。。。。 Qingqing, it's really, really hard. ”

Chen Rong snorted with a red face, and reminded in an unkind tone: "You are still rubbing, beware of the cold water." ”

Wang Hong snorted, "The vest is so itchy." ”

Chen Rong spat on the ground, pursed his lips and said, "I'm going to call Aunt Ying?" ”

"Don't," Wang Hong muttered, "I just want my Qingqing." ”

Chen Rong took another sip.

Hearing her voice, Wang Hong behind the screen began to hum and chirp again.

Chen Rong blushed, bit his lip and said, "You, you are sick, you can't do such a thing." ”

Wang Hong seemed to be taken aback, and he complained aggrievedly, "Qingqing, you misunderstood me, your Tanlang is just an itchy vest, and he has no other intentions." ”

Speaking of this, he hurriedly covered his mouth, lowered his voice, and asked happily, "Could it be that Qingqing wants to?" ”

Chen Rong was ashamed, she whispered: "Hugh is talking nonsense." ”

After a pause, she reminded again, "The water is really cold." ”

Wang Hong buried his face in the water, and his voice came from the ground, "I want Qingqing to treat me like I did in the carriage that day." ”

What he said was naturally the time he rescued her from the Jiankang Palace.

On that day, Chen Rong fell into the "mystery" incense that had the effect of "psychedelic illusion".

Chen tolerated and endured, but still replied: "I don't remember the situation at that time. ”

Wang Hong raised his head from the water and shouted: "You lie to people" The voice was full of accusations.

This tone, this voice, made Chen Rong think of his flushed face, his charming eyes, and his handsome face like a drop of jade.

Her face was flushed, biting her 'lip', Chen Rong thought in her heart: What am I stubborn about? Perhaps, after today, there will be no tomorrow。。。。。。 I, I'll listen to him.

Thinking so, she stood up.

Seeing Chen Rong's slender and graceful posture standing up, Wang Hong smiled lowly.

When he smiled, Chen Rong was ashamed. She was just about to scorn him, when footsteps sounded outside, and Sun Yan's voice came from afar, "Ah Rong Ah Rong." ”

Sun Yan is here?

Chen Rong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly glanced at Wang Hong. Behind the screen, Wang Hong leaned lazily on the edge of the bathtub, "Qingqing, at such a ** time, I can't see outsiders." ”

Chen Rong glared at him, blushed and said angrily, "Who is with you." ”

said that, she knew that it would be too embarrassing to meet Sun Yan at this time.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came to the outside of the view, and Ping Yu and Ying Gu came out at the same time, Chen Rong heard Ying Gu's voice, "It's Sun Jialangjun, my fairy Gu is already asleep." ”

"Sleeping?" Sun Yan stopped and said, "Why do you sleep so early?" There are 'flower' lights in the West Lane tonight. ”

Ping Yu smiled on the side and said, "Lang Jun, forgive me, the fairy girl is really going to bed." Ying Gu said: "When the fairy aunt came back, she smiled heartily and said that she was tired of playing. ”

After a period of silence, Sun Yan sighed and said, "Why do you sleep so early with such a bright moon?" That's it. With that, he turned and left.

Silence returned to the outside.

There was a sound of water 'flowers' behind the screen, and when Chen Rong heard it, he hurriedly called: "Concubine, Aunt Ying, 'get' some hot water again." ”

The two of them really didn't go far, they answered yes.

After a while, behind the screen, Wang Hong's muffled voice came, "Why didn't Qingqing take a step?" Do you want to cheat? ”

Chen Rong was thinking about Sun Yan, and couldn't help but smile dumbly when he heard this. At this time, the 'door' of the room rang softly, and Ying Gu's voice came, "Hot water is here." ”

Chen Rong responded and said, "Put it down." ”

"Yes."

Chen Rong opened the 'door' of the room and brought the bucket of water in. She had good strength, and it was not difficult for her to carry the water.

After carrying water to the screen, Chen Rong lowered his head and said, "Stand back." ”

The man shrank from goodness to a corner.

Chen Rong lifted the water and poured it into the bucket. She turned her head sideways to look at the wall. Her face was flushed, her eyes were wide open, and she didn't dare to look at the 'naked' and 'exposed' man.

At this moment, a warm heat came.

When the wet, warm skin touched her, Chen Rong's hand trembled, and with a swish, a blush soaked onto her neck.

"Don't touch me."

Chen Rong ordered in a low voice.

As soon as the order came out, the hand took her arm and dragged her towards the bucket.

Caught off guard, Chen Rong couldn't help but fall forward. She stretched out her hand to steady, but she didn't know that this stretch pressed on her slippery body.

In the panic, Chen Rong hurriedly removed her hand, but in this way, she was unstable on her footing, and fell into the bathtub without a head.

As soon as she entered the water, the man in the bucket laughed, he stopped his waist and hugged Chen Rong into the bathtub. Chen Rong originally wanted to struggle, firstly, he was full of slippery red skin, and secondly, he was sick and did not dare to exert himself.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Rong and the man were huddled together. The water splashed all over her head, so that her hair was soaked, and her clothes were even more soaked, firmly attached to her body, showing beautiful curves.

Water 'flowers' poured down from Chen Rong's forehead in strings, blocking her vision. Chen Rong blinked her naturally big eyes hard, trying to see some clearly, and her 'glamorous' and beautiful face was also flushed, which was really cute.

Wang Hong looked at her, suddenly stretched out his bare arms, and hugged her squarely.

He hugged her tightly, hugged her, and begged in a low voice, "Ah Rong, stay with me." "This is the seriousness of all things. Almost trembling, he begged: "Ah Rong, isn't it good to live with the same pillow and die with the same 'hole'?" ”

He hugged her so tightly that his voice was still weak.

There has never been such a moment as this moment for Chen Rong to feel that he is so eager and so deeply hopeful.

Chen Rong was hugged tightly by him, she trembled, her 'lips' squirmed and squirmed, and in the end, she still said in a low voice: "After becoming Jun's concubine, the person who sleeps with Lang Junsheng will not stop Ah Rong, and when he dies in the 'acupoint', he also asks for the permission of your family and the permission of the master mother。。。。。。。 Lang Jun, Ah Rong is not a person who can compromise and seek perfection. In my life, I will not call anyone a mother-in-law. ”

These words are still calm and hard.

Slowly, Wang Hong let go of her.

He turned around, said in a low voice, "Rub my back." In just a moment, his voice was the same as just now, as if he had also picked up his sanity and calmness.

Chen Rong replied lightly, slowly, carefully wiping the hard and delicate texture of this white 'jade'.

Rubbing and rubbing, she couldn't help but lower her head and lightly imprinted a 'kiss' on his shoulder blades. 'Kiss' into the water, not the slightest.

The man's indifferent voice came, "Qingqing, the heart is iron and stone, why do you have to make such a boring action?" Do you want to soothe me with this 'kiss'? ”

Where he couldn't see, Chen Rong just shook her head, she didn't speak.

Standing up from the bucket, Chen Rong walked behind the screen, with her back to the man, after she changed into a set of clothes, she said softly: "The water is going to be cold, come out." ”

This time, the man stood up. The sound of Sissiso getting dressed was heard.

After a while, the man turned around and walked towards the 'door'.

Chen Rong hurriedly ran over, she tugged at his sleeve, "It's windy outside." ”

The man pouted, and finally dragged Chen Rong back a few times without refutation.

Pressing the man on the collapse, Chen Rong picked up the 'wool' scarf, rubbed his hair, and said with a smile: "It's very ugly here, there is no ambergris to smoke, and there is no white 'jade' pillow." I don't know if Lang Jun is used to it. ”

She smiled easily and as if nothing had happened.

The man ignored her.

Chen Rong rubbed his ink hair carefully, looking at this childlike man who was completely different from the past, Chen Rong slowly knelt down.

She knelt at the same height as his, and then pressed her face against his. Looking at the two faces that were close together in the bronze mirror, Chen Rong said in a low voice, "Qilang, give me a strand of hair, okay?" ”

She asked, but her hand picked up the scissors.

Through the dim bronze mirror, looking at the "glamorous" and beautiful little "woman" behind him, pious and gentle, he picked up his long hair one by one and put it in the palm of the "jade", and Wang Hong's "lips" that were "sexual" pursed slowly tightened.

He closed his eyes.

As he closed his eyes, all the fragility that floated on his face for half a day, the willful 'sex', the 'mystery' and the 'door', all disappeared.

At this moment, he is the same person again.

It's just that Chen Rong didn't notice.

Wang Hong's 'lips' moved, and the voice as clear as water came from a low voice in the room, "It is to wash my bloody white clothes and put them next to the pillow, that is, to cut off this strand of hair and hide it at the side, don't you want to be my concubine?" ”

His Adam's apple rolled a little, but finally spit out a sigh with hatred, "In this world, how can there be such a stubborn 'woman' as you?" ”

Chen Rong did not speak. She just lowered her head and picked up his long hair intently, one by one, one by one.

Half an hour later, Wang Hong, whose dark hair had dried up, glanced at the 'woman' who was meticulously placing his long hair in the sachet in the bronze mirror, and whispered: "It's night, go to sleep." ”

With that, he stood up, his black hair draped, his white robe fluttering, and walked slowly to the only room.

Sleeping in the collapse, his voice drifted like the wind, "Come and sleep, I won't move you." ”

Seeing that Chen Rong didn't move, he closed his eyes and said lightly: "What I got is not typhoid fever." ”

As soon as these words came out, Chen Rongteng raised his head.

After a while, Wang Hong's faint voice floated in, "Come here, I will go back to my house tomorrow, and see you again, I don't know what the situation is." ”

Hearing this, Chen Rong's heart tightened, she walked over meekly and slept beside him meekly. With a throw of his arm, she

Leaning quietly on him, she pressed her face against his 'chest' armpits.

Smelling his body like this, feeling his heartbeat, Chen Rong remained motionless.

Wang Hong didn't move. His eyes were closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Little by little, the hourglass passed.

Her heartbeat gradually changed from rapid to soothing.

His heartbeat has always been firm and powerful.

Chen Rong's eyes were always wide open, she stared at the white clothes on the tip of her nose, feeling the warmth of the white clothes, and her body.

。。。。。。

I don't know how long it took, Chen Rong slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I woke up again to the sound of birdsong. As soon as Chen Rong's eyes opened, he 'touched' to the side.

On the side, it was empty.

Chen Rong was taken aback, and hurriedly stood up to look.

Where are there still people?

Obviously, yesterday was not a dream. Chen Rong hurriedly stepped on the wooden shoes and walked outside. Opening the 'door' with a squeak, looking at the servants sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard, Chen Rong hurriedly walked a few steps, approached and asked, "Where is Lang Jun?" ”

This servant is Wang Hong's man. He saluted Chen Rong and replied respectfully, "Lang Jun left early in the morning. ”

"How did you leave?"

"It's a carriage ride. Didn't Lang Jun put a few carriages in the audience last time? ”

Is that so?

Chen Rong responded lightly and walked out slowly.

She walked all the way to the mountain platform on the left side of the gate, leaning on the stone railing, and there were few pedestrians in the Jiankang City below。。。。。。 Looking around, I finally didn't see the familiar figure.

Chen Rong turned around, she pursed her 'lips', and remained motionless for a long time.

A black 'colored' carriage is driving steadily in the early morning Jiankang City. The wheels rolled on the stone pavement with a dull sound.

The rider was a man in his thirties, and those who rode his horse and followed on the left and right sides were also brave warriors.

Sandwiched among these people, the pale and thin scribe in his forties stood out.

He approached the carriage and whispered: "It's still Lang Jun who is smart, yesterday, sure enough, five 'waves' of people jumped out. ”

In the carriage, Wang Hong's gentle voice came, "It's not just them, even those who have moved slightly, and they have to be remembered." ”

"Written down."

The scribe responded, stroked his long beard and said, "This time, the crown prince and Langya Wang Qi got sick at the same time, and I don't know how many people rejoiced. Haha," he looked at Wang Hong with a smile and said, "Why won't Lang Jun be sick for a few days?" I think it can attract more people. ”

In the carriage, Wang Hong's voice carried a faint coldness, "No need. If you continue to get sick, I'm afraid that people close to you will also be suspicious. ”

As soon as these words came out, the scribe was stunned, and in a blink of an eye he nodded his head, yes, this world originally came because of profit, and went because of profit. If it drags on any longer, I am afraid that the people who originally belonged to Lang Jun will also have floating thoughts.

After the scribe said a few more words, he stared at Lang Jun in the carriage and suddenly laughed, "Lang Jun has his wish?" He blinked, and asked with a smile in great sincerity: "I remember when Lang Jun came to Guanli yesterday, but as he said, this time he pretended to be typhoid fever with wind and cold, which is really a multi-shot shot。。。。。。 At least the 'woman' will be soft-hearted. I don't know Lang Jun's 'woman', do you feel that life and death are impermanent, and you are no longer stubborn? Promised into your house? ”

His smile was disgusting.

Seeing this, the guards pursed their lips and snickered, but they were still staring at the front seriously, for fear that their own Langjun would be angry.

Who knows, in a period of silence, Lang Jun in the carriage actually answered, he said with a low and wry smile: "Feeling the impermanence of life and death, no longer stubborn?" She was overjoyed to hear that I had typhoid fever. ”

The crowd swished and turned their heads to look into the carriage.

In the midst of the stunned, Wang Hong's voice was full of weakness, "She replied to me very happily: If you and I can die like this, it will be considered complete." ”

Everyone was stunned at first, and then in the blink of an eye, they burst into laughter.

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