Wang Hong, this person, is plain and gentle, elegant and elegant, and the wind god is elegant, so that the people who get along with him are like a spring breeze.

But at this moment, Chen Rong didn't need to look up, he felt his compelling luxury from the high gate!

Wang Qilang stared at Chen Rong who was motionless, and after a while, he smiled, turned his head sideways, looked at the bright moon in the lake with his hands, and said in a low voice: "Fang Cai, do you want to throw yourself into the lake?" ”

"No!" Chen Rong quickly raised his head and replied: "Since he has been born, it is a gift from God, Chen Rong will never dare to give birth to death!" ”

She was talking eloquently, and suddenly looked at Wang Hong's lofty and clear gaze under the moonlight, like all insights, and couldn't help lowering her head again.

After Chen Rong shook her right hand heavily, causing her palm to be pierced by her nails, she turned around, looked at the rippling lake like Wang Hong, and said in a low voice: "Fang Cai, I just saw myself in the lake, young and beautiful. At that moment, I felt like I had returned to the gray hair, as if the reflection in the water was just a phantom, and I couldn't help but want to keep it. ”

At this point, her heart finally regained her peace. So, Chen Rong raised his head and looked at Wang Hong bravely.

Under the moonlight, Wang Hong's wide robe and large sleeves have a high crown and a broad belt. It is obviously a plain robe worn by the common people, but on his body, there is a kind of elegance like jade and the moon.

Chen Rong looked at it, his eyes were a little straight.

Finally sobered up, and she met Wang Hong's scrutinizing gaze.

His gaze is like the moon, clear and far, obviously very close, but far away.

Looking at each other, the corners of Wang Hong's mouth raised, and he said slowly: "Chen Arong, when you see me this time, don't you have anything to say to me?" ”

His voice is particularly clear, every word is like ice hitting jade, such a tone, coupled with his lofty and ethereal temperament, Chen Rong felt for the first time that the man in front of him was far above the clouds, and he was thousands of miles away from her.

It's also strange that as soon as this realization came out, her shame and discomfort disappeared.

Chen Rong lowered his eyes, looked at the figure in the lake quietly, and said in a low voice: "In this world, I don't know how many girls admire Wang Qilang," her eyes rolled, as if she was not looking, and her beautiful face was naturally charming, "Don't you know, Qilang has to ask the reason for every girl he sees?" ”

The breeze is like water, the lake is rippling, so bright moon!

Wang Hong stared at Chen Rong quietly, staring quietly, and after a while, he smiled dumbly, turned his head and said, "It's me who looks like it." ”

He turned and walked away.

Chen Rong looked at his sleeves fluttering farther and farther, and couldn't help but whisper: "Jun is like a cloud in the sky, and he smiles at the mountains." The concubine is like a leaf on the branch, flowing in the wind, and it has become mud after the autumn rain. ”

There was no sadness in her voice, she just stated a fact very calmly, very calmly. A fact that could not be more objective.

Unconsciously, Wang Hong, who was striding away, stopped and looked back at the girl.

The moonlight is like washing, this Chen's sister-in-law, her eyes are dark and bottomless, although she is young and young, her beautiful and charming face, and her bewitching posture in her slenderness, as she said, with a kind of earthly leaves like vulgarity.

However, such a glamorous girl, standing by the rippling lake in this moonlit night sky, with this calm and almost wooden-like attitude, told him the difference between him and her. praised him for his carefree and graceful demeanor of 'smiling and smiling', and she was just a leaf that fell into mud after the wind and rain. This kind of posture, this kind of confusion that can be seen through because of powerlessness, this kind of detachment that seems to have experienced pain, so it has to let go, but in an instant, Wang Hong's heart twitched fiercely.

Wang Hong stared at her, his eyes with the moonlight on his back, and he looked gentle in the silence, "Ah Rong, don't say this about yourself." Everyone in this world is like this, they have turned into mud after the autumn rain. There is no difference between you and me. ”

After a pause, he said in a low voice with an unconscious gentleness: "You are not mud, and I am not the cloud. ”

Chen Rong lowered his head and replied gently, "Really?" ”

"Yes!"

Wang Hong stood ten steps away and looked at her quietly. After a while, he smiled bitterly and muttered, "You girl。。。。。。 ”

When Chen Rong raised his head, it was Wang Hong's figure that was fading away in the moonlight.

Even if it is so far away, the figure is also like a cloud and a moon, Chen Rong shook his head, and secretly thought: Such a husband, I don't know whose daughter he can look at?

She didn't want to bother with it anymore, so she walked towards the main hall with a single step.

Far away, before they got closer, there was a crying sound of the piano inside, accompanied by the sound of the piano, was the angry singing, 'Fu Lan should be the king's incense, now it is the only one, and the grass is in the company, like the sage is not at the right time, and the contemptible husband is also 。。。。。。 ’

Listening to this, Chen Rong shook his head and thought secretly: This may be the case in this world, even those big husbands are also worried about whether they are talented or not. Just like him, he has been thinking about killing all the Hu people for so many years, why is he not full of indignation?

While pondering, Chen Rong stepped into the hall.

In the middle of the hall, a kabuki was playing the piano and singing, and everyone in His Highness was fascinated by it, shaking their heads one by one with their eyes closed.

Chen Rong sat down on the collapse, re-blocked the screen, then leaned quietly on the collapse, raised his head, looked around through the screen, and also looked at the man.

All along, she didn't want people to see her thoughts in her eyes, and when she looked at people, she swept them at a glance and didn't stay long.

But at this moment, because there is a screen to block it, she can watch it to her heart's content.

Especially, the black-robed husband who was sitting in the front, she could look at him without any concern and observe him: Just now he actually said that he asked Chen Fu to marry me? Why did he say that?

Although Chen Rong has been married to him for many years, the time the two have stayed together is very little, and she will never be able to guess what this man thinks.

Thinking of this, Chen Rong shook his head and said: I have been reincarnated as a human being, what do you want to do with this? No matter what, I will never repeat the same mistakes in my life! I won't be so stupid to put all my love, all my madness, on one man, and then it will never be recovered!

Never again.

Just as Chen Rong was pondering, there was a small noise at the entrance of the hall. Among these noises, the most obvious is the laughter of the women.

Chen Rong turned his head to look.

Turning her head, she faced a white robe, and Shi Shiran walked into Wang Hong in the hall.

It turned out to be him! This man was the focus of the crowd wherever he went, and as he walked, all the laughing, whispering, and silent girls turned their attention to him.