Chapter 169

Chen Rong lowered her head. After a long time, she smiled and said, "stop talking about this. Don't you want to go shopping? "

Sun Yan picked up his eyebrows and said with a flat mouth, "I'm turning off the topic again." He stretched out his head and called out to the driver outside: "let's go to the West Lane."

Facing the back, Sun Yan laid his hands on his head and said, "ah Rong hasn't been to the West Lane. The place is full of small bridges and flowing water. The scenery is very good. Every night, those aunts of Red Mansions go up by boat and sing in the lake. They play zither and flute. It's very beautiful. "

He said, his voice gradually quieted down.

Chen Rong glanced at him, but at one glance, she understood and sighed. Chen Rong said, "don't think about it any more. If you know the news about your uncle, go back to the mansion and say it."

Sun Yan frowned and thought, turned over and sat up straightly, and said, "OK, then go back."

The carriage went back.

Sun Yan always sent Chen Rong back to Daoguan before driving away. Looking at the back of Sun Yan's departure, Chen Rongcai turns around and leaves.

Standing on the hillside, the back is the gate, the front is a thick forest. When the wind blows, its warm sleeves are very comfortable. Chen Rong hummed and walked forward quickly.

A few steps out, Chen Rong's step is a moment, the humming voice in his mouth gradually stops.

She stared at the white figure.

In her stare, the man slowly approached her. When he came to her, he looked down at her, and his breath was hot on her forehead and jade nose tip.

"Here you are?"

Chen Rong asked softly. Seeing that he didn't answer, she smiled and whispered, "how long have you been here?"

She raised her head as she spoke.

This look up, she saw his little red handsome face. He was looking at her quietly, eyes a little gentle, but also a little confused. Chen Rong's heart leaped, and he couldn't help reaching out and stroking his face.

This face, she thrilled, "very hot, you are ill?"

The man in front of her is still smiling at her. Chen Rong took hold of him and said with a low reproach, "Why are you still here when you are ill? You, won't you see the doctor? "

A man's eyes are drooping, and his hair is drooping on his cheek. In the reproach of Chen Rong, he raised his eyes and glanced at her, which was a bit confused. The man who was always strong and calm seemed to take off all the shells and become a fragile child. The confusion in the eyes and the momentary weakness made Chen Rong's heart tremble.

"What's the matter?" she asked, holding him fast

The man bowed his head.

He put his face on her shoulder. The breath was hot and the voice was soft. "Nothing."

Chen Rong reached out to his forehead again. This time, it was a little hot. Her heart was not steady, so she reached out to his chest.

At this time, the man leaning on her shoulder asked softly, "go to the boat."

Chen Rong answered and helped him to the boat on the back mountain.

The man on her body, obviously weak hands and feet, leaned on her shoulder like this, and his whole body weight was more than half of it.

He spits out the warm breath, once on her skin, the heat makes her uneasy.

So he supported him like this, and Chen Rong moved back to the mountain step by step. Chen Rong asked in a low voice, "let's go back to the center."

"No." He held her wrist, the heat of the palm moxibustion, "only you and I can."

Just you and me.

I don't know why, hearing this sentence, Chen Rong's heart suddenly softened.

She could not help but answer and help him to go down the mountain. Fortunately, she has trained martial arts and physical strength. She supports a big man like this. Although she gasps for breath, she walks out several hundred steps steadily.

When she helped him to the lake in the back mountain, after asking him to stand firm, Chen Rong took out the collapse table that was too lazy to move around and hid in the clean place, and then helped him to a shelter.

Just holding him to sit down, the man gently pulled, then made Chen look involuntarily to collapse on a kneel, she has not sat straight, the man has been lying on her knees.

He closed his eyes.

Chen Rong stroked his forehead and said, "it's really hot. I have to call a doctor." "

" No. " The man closed his eyes, pulled at the corner of his mouth, and said, "there is typhoid in SUDI." in the trembling of his countenance, he said hoarsely, "I came from there. This morning, news came from the palace that the prince was suffering from typhoid."

He closed his slightly dry lips and slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the anxious countenance, he said slowly: "ah Rong knows how proud your Qilang is, how can you let those villains be humble? I just found out that I was sick, so I came to you. Is not typhoid better, if it is typhoid, it is not a good thing to stop and rest with Arong

Typhoid has been a terminal disease since the Han Dynasty. When it was a pandemic, there were even ten bedrooms and nine empty rooms. Although Zhang Zhongjing, the medical saint, once wrote the book "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" with great wisdom, it was first bound up in Gaoge as a treasure by some people. In the end of the Han Dynasty, Hu Nu was rampant and disappeared.Without that wonderful book, the world would be frightened at the hearing of typhoid fever. For this kind of epidemic incurable disease, the world had no choice but to give up once it was found. If Wang Hong is such a legitimate son, even if he is not given up, it is necessary to guard him secretly to prevent infecting others.

Chen Rong's lips trembled. She whispered, "maybe it's not the disease at all."

Wang Hong whispered, "maybe..."..... Since I was a weak baby, I was in danger twice before I was ten years old. " His long eyelashes cast an arc shadow under his eyes as he spoke. With his bright red face, he was extremely beautiful and weak.

Chen Rong unconsciously hugged him.

Wang Hong saw this and smiled softly. He said something like this. He seemed a little tired. He closed his eyes again. After a while, he continued: "when I was young, some people said that I was the face of short life and thin fortune, which was heard by many people. Now, I have just offended some people. If I get this kind of epidemic disease again, I'm afraid that I will not die of typhoid fever, but will also die of villain's hands. "

Chen Rong understands.

With a low reply, she put her face on his and asked softly, "what can I do?"

Wang Hong said, "I'm very hot. It should be better to draw cold water on my forehead."

Chen Rong answered, and hurriedly picked up the white cloth which was hidden with the collapse table to replace and tore. The cloth is very tough. She bit it with her teeth and tore it with both hands. Pull it straight to the forehead and the blue tendons are exposed. The cloth is still motionless.

A Rong's head is lowered, and his teeth are biting one end, tearing it up vigorously. With the sound of "Zizi" -- the tearing of the cloth, Chen Rong's flushed little face opens a bright and satisfied smile.

After tearing the white cloth into pieces, she turned around and ran to the lake without noticing that Wang Hong had been looking at her quietly.

After putting a piece of wet cloth on his forehead, Chen Rong thought about it and wrapped his hands and feet in wet cloth.

She was already sweating to do all this well. Looking up at Wang Hong, he saw that he was looking at himself vaguely. Chen Rong gave him a bright smile and said happily, "don't be afraid, you will be OK."

Her smile is a little too bright: in this world, only she knows that the man in front of her is a real man with a short life. In the past, he has died in Moyang city. His life now is the same as hers. He picked it up. I don't know which day God remembered it and took it back.

Wang Hong looked at her quietly, blinked, and asked weakly, "a Rong."

Chen Rong looked at him and said softly, "yes."

He looked at her, eyes slightly drooped, let the long eyelashes droop, blocking the complexity of his eyes, "don't you hate me? Why are you so afraid now? "

Chen Rong was stunned.

She looked at him and shook her head slowly. "I hate you, but I don't want you to get sick, or suffer, or die."

She lowered her head, put her face on his, and, by the way, put a kiss on his dry lips. "I just want you to live well," she said softly

Wang Hongyi smiles.

He turned his eyes and looked at the sky. The misty eyes, with red eyes, were really charming. The jade white and elegant face is very attractive.

He said in a low voice, "so it is. Arjun is kinder than I am. " "Two hours ago, I found myself wrong," he said with a smile. Later, the more I saw it, the more it looked like that terrible typhoid. Do you know what I think? "

He turned his eyes to her with a smile, tenderness, weakness and ruthlessness. "My first thought at that time was that no one could know whether it was typhoid or not. Then I think of you. Ah Rong, you see, what I have is a terrible and contagious terminal disease, but I am the first to think of you and want to drag you to return to the yellow spring with me. "

He asked her in a very low, hoarse, smiling voice, "ah Rong, am I very bad?"

Chen Rong smiled softly and shook her head. She put her hand around him, probed his forehead again, and scolded: "don't talk nonsense, you will be OK, you will not die."

But Wang Hong didn't comply. He stared at her childishly, and Duqi asked, "ah Rong hasn't said yet. Am I very bad?"

Chen Rong looks down at him and looks at him. She can't help but nibble at the tip of his nose.

"I don't know," she said casually, turning the wet cloth in her arms She changed a wet cloth and put it on his forehead, saying, "if I can get the same disease as Qilang and go to the yellow spring together, I will not tire of it." She smiled at him, and her eyes were so tender that she came out of the water. "I'm not tired of it, but I like it very much...... It's a beautiful thing for a woman to live and die with her favorite Tanlang. I dare not ask for it. "

Almost as soon as her voice fell, she was pulled by the man on the collapse. At the same time, he held her chin, lips together, and kissed her.

Chen Rong didn't react until his hot tongue broke her mouth and chased her tongue. She did not say, "you are still ill."But the voice was so vague that he swallowed it completely.

He held her face in both hands, and the kiss was hot and urgent. Chen Rong dodged for a few times and followed him.

After a kiss, both of them were panting. Chen Rong lies on his body, reaches out his hand and says, "Qilang, you are sweating."

It's said in the market that if you sweat and avoid the wind and cold, it's OK.

"Yes." Wang Hong responded softly.

Chen Rong sprang up from his chest, looked around, and said happily, "fortunately, the mountain ridge is tight and the wind is cold."

She lowered her head, touched his back, touched the wet and sticky skin, and Chen Rong said happily, "it's really sweating, it's really sweating." Because of joy, the voice was a little shaky.

At this time, the man under the body said gently: "Aron, come to me."

Chen Rong was stunned, and his mouth moved. He just wanted to say no. he had to reply gently and lay on his back.

With two warm bodies folded like this, Chen Rong could clearly feel the stiffness of his lower abdomen.

Although there was a time, but this feeling, Chen Rong is still a little face red heart empty. She put her face on the side of his neck and murmured, "I'm so heavy, I'll crush you, or get up?"

People under me, no response.

Chen Rong waited and said, "can you breathe?"

There is still no response.

Chen Rong looks up at him.

The man on the body is looking at her with the eyes that are red and charming.

He looked too focused, Chen Rong could not help laughing and said, "what do you think I do?"

Wang Hong reached out his right hand and gently stroked her back.

His left hand, on her chin, moved between the eyebrows and the eyes.

Caress her, Wang Hong low ground says: "I am a bit rise." As he said it, he also topped it.

Teng ground, Chen Rong blushed to the neck, she spat, don't look at him.

Wang Hongyi smiled, "ashamed?"

Chen Rong did not respond.

He raised his head, printed it on her little mouth, and said with a low smile, "don't be shy."

Chen Rong blushed and tried to roll off him with his hands on his back. Wang Hong locked his arms and hugged her waist. He buried his face in the middle of her neck and said, "I didn't move." Voice a little weak, Chen Rong is still worried, he asked low: "I'm a little cold, a Rong, you don't move."

Maybe it's not that he's asking for it, it's just that the voice is weak and the voice line is soft. It's so fragile when it comes to Chen Rong.

Chen Rong quickly hugged him and murmured, "OK, I won't move."

At this time, his lips against her small mouth, murmured: "mouth a little dry." At the same time, he went into the room and asked for her sweet liquid with his tongue outstretched.

Chen Rong is funny and angry, but she always has a sweet taste in her heart. In his eagerness to ask for a kiss, she murmured, "how can I find such an excuse?"

He held on to her lips, fumbled for her dress belt, and felt that he was pulling the jade belt. Chen Rong said in a hurry, "no, you are ill!"

Just spit out five words, she can only spit out "Wuwu".

But Wang Hong pulled out his hand.

He put his arms around her waist. He covered her lips again and again, and drew her little tongue with his tongue. Between the breath mingles, Chen Rong's eyes glance, glancing at the perspiration flash on his forehead.

Chen Rong is stunned. She reaches for his forehead and wipes it. As soon as she wipes it, she is stunned. She moves quickly and pastes her lips on his forehead.

In a flash, Chen Rong cried happily, "you are not so hot inside."

She held his face, narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Qilang, if you don't believe it, feel it. Really, your forehead is not so hot."

Wang Hong didn't respond yet, a sound of messy footsteps came.

Chen Rong was stunned, with his head and ears on his side.

The footsteps are messy and miscellaneous. Five people are coming here. When Chen Rong's eyes opened, Wang Hong's big palm was already on her little mouth.

Chen Rong can't speak. She looks at Wang Hong and signals him to put down his hand and listen carefully.

After a while, the voice of the old man's smile came, "it seems that my daughter, the fairy, is not here." Next to him, yinggu said in a clear voice, "yes, Xiaolang, you can see that there is no one here." After a pause, she asked doubtfully, "Xiao Lang is in such a hurry, but there is something urgent? If it's really important, we might as well call all the people in the audience to look for it. "

At this time, a young voice said, "no need." He smiled. "Just by the way. All right, let's go. "

As soon as the words came out, the group turned around and left.

Until their footsteps can no longer be heard, Chen Rong quietly breathed a breath and looked at Wang Hong.

Wang Hong's expression was a little deep. He frowned, slowly, pulling at the corners of his mouth, and said, "here you are?" In a second, he frowned and murmured, "yes, those clothes. They moved the clothes. Also, I returned to Jiankang from Sucheng for a while. How could I suddenly get sick? Those clothes! "Seeing Wang Hong staring at the sky, frowning and thinking, Chen Rong did not dare to move, so he fell down on him honestly.

At this time, Wang Hong's husky chuckle came, "how dare you find here? They are very sure of my illness. "

The voice was heavy with indifference.

Chen Rong reached out and shook his hand to comfort him. Now it's not the time for her to express her opinions, so she didn't speak.

At this time, Wang Hong moved.

Knowing what he meant, Chen Rong turned over.

Wang Hong sat up. He put Chen Rong in his arms, put his head on her hair, and stared at the front. For a while, he lowered his head and said, "you can move my clothes. It seems that this person is the one around me. " Sipping his lips, he said to himself, "Mo Fei, about Moyang City, is also the person who knows my grudge with murongke, who divulged my whereabouts?"

Thinking of this, he held Chen Rong's waist tightly.

Feeling that he seemed to be shaking, Chen Rong hurriedly hugged him and let his body temperature warm him.

Next, Wang Hong didn't speak for a long time.

Feeling the atmosphere was a little cold, Chen Rong did not dare to move. She just hugged him and hugged him with her body temperature.

At this time, Wang Hong's low laugh came from above her head. "Qing Qing, you see, I've made friends all over the world. In this Jiankang City, I don't know how many people say they respect me and love me...... But I'm really sick. You're the only one who can snuggle up. "

He said this, stretched out his arms and hugged her heavily.

After pondering for a long time, he raised his chin, looked at her tenderly and sincerely, and said, "ah Rong, I promised you to be your concubine that day, not despised or merciless. In fact, you can only be your concubine."

He ignored Chen Rong's tight lips, white face, holding her chin, and said softly to the pole: "silly child, you really want to make things simple. Do you think Wang Hong's wife is such a good wife? Not to mention dealing with the servants, but also with the brothers and sisters of the Langya Wang family, the elder sister-in-law, and the management of my estate are very troublesome...... The most important thing is that the patriarch wanted to help me up. At the end of the Langya Wang clan, the patriarch's wife did not have a strong backstage mother clan. If you come across such a thing today, you can't use the strength of your mother's family to escort me. You can't use the strength of your mother's family to deal with a lawsuit, or take advantage of your strength to deal with it calmly. As my wife, she will often enter the Imperial Palace and sit with the empress. If there is no mother's support, the empress will dare to run you and bully you with words. And these behaviors are also beating Langya Wang's face! "

He looked at her with clear and gentle eyes. "These are the things I don't care about. How could the patriarch not care? How can the elders of the family not care? "Ah Rong," he murmured, lowering his head and gently pressing it on her lips, "I dare say that as long as I get married today, tomorrow, you will be a corpse."

He raised his head, put her hand on his chest, and asked softly in his voice, "ah Rong, your concubine's position is only lower than that of his wife and family...... As long as I don't die, I will try my best to protect you and love you, isn't it good? "

His eyes are so clear, so tender.

She could see her reflection in the light of his eyes.

Slowly, Chen Rong smiled sadly. She shook her head and said, "Qilang thought that I didn't even know these things? The reason why I hate you that day after you asked me to be your concubine is that I hate you She didn't go on, just shook her head.

She turned her eyes to the outside and said, "Qilang, I never thought I could marry you. I have never asked to marry you. "

She looked at him, smiled slowly and said hoarsely, "Qilang, I want to avoid you. I know I can't afford you. "

Wang Hong slowly lowered her eyes and said, "but I don't want you to avoid me. A Rong, I want you to be by my side and have children with me, forever? "

Do you live forever?

The eye circle of Chen Rong is red.

She looked at the outside, straight past a good man, she looked up at him, slowly, firmly said: "now very good, Qilang."

She looked at him, raised the corner of her mouth and said with a smile: "I am now Qilang's outside room..."..... If you think about it, just come here. You can get a wife and a concubine and live the same life as before. "

She reached for his dry lips and slowly said, "we want to be together, not together, but apart."

She said it softly and beautifully.

Wang Hong reached for her wrist.

He stared at her, stared at her tightly. Slowly, he smiled faintly and said feebly, "why do you bully me? You are my outer room. You don't even care if your child is famous or not. You have such a strong character that you can really tolerate my marriage and concubine? I'm afraid that when that day comes, you'll be gone. "

He closed his eyes tightly, fell down, looked up, feebly and lowly, and said, "ah Rong, how hard is your heart!"

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