In Chen Rong's courtyard.

Pingwu was busy greeting everyone, and was so happy that she smiled. She was worried about the shortage of food just now, but in this moment, she had enough to replenish her. Not to mention the layout of the courtyard and the purchase of new clothes, she was enough to buy an ordinary courtyard.

Looking at the money and goods, looking back at Chen Rong who was still thinking, Pingyu felt that her girl was really deep and unpredictable. When she went out with the short sword, she was very worried. Unexpectedly, the girl not only came back safely, but also received attention from the elders of the clan.

Time passes like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the sun sets in the west and the lights are just coming.

Chen Rong, who received the instructions, not only stayed in the door and ordered the servants not to be noisy or lit up the lights, and the entire courtyard was quiet and silent.

As a light crescent moon hangs into the sky, the sound of sheng music begins to sound, and the sounds of silk and bamboo such as flute blend together, spreading between the sky and the earth, and oozing out a ray of autumn sorrow.

Standing in the courtyard, you can hear laughter and noise in the direction of the main courtyard.

Tonight's banquet is actually very important to every Chen clan. The gentry from the north need to tell the upper nobles in Nanyang through this banquet that they are back.

Young children need to use this banquet to let everyone know that Chen has such a young girl who is waiting to be married.

If it weren't for the memories of her previous life, Chen Rong would never have refused such a banquet. Not only would she not refuse, she would also vigorously show herself, trying to make all the upper class people in Nanyang remember her.

Thinking of this, Chen Rong lowered her eyes. She stepped on the dead leaves on the tree-lined avenue and walked into the woods behind her yard.

The sky, a bright moon, underground, a figure. People and the moon are all shapes that have existed since ancient times.

I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Rong heard a sound of footsteps behind him.

With the lights on, several servants stepped into the arch of her courtyard. Before Shangsou asked, a clear voice came, "Can Arong Chen?"

Looking for mine?

Arong was shocked.

As the sole hesitated, the woman Ping said hurriedly: "My girl is sick and is bedridden."

The servants looked at each other, and one of them said, "There was no girl at the dinner, so I asked the Lord Chen Family. The Lord asked me to come and invite the girl to go."

After a pause, a servant standing in front shouted: "The King of Kings is a godlike figure. Even the King of Nanyang dared not be rude to him. He also asked the old lady to ask your girl. If she could hold on, dress up and meet Qilang. This kind of opportunity is really rare."

This is said very sincerely.

Ping Yu knew that since this man dared to say this, the truth must be like this. As he said, this opportunity is very rare.

Before she knew it, she looked at the darkness where Chen Rong was.

After watching for a while, Ping Yu didn't hear any sound coming from the darkness.

After sighing inwardly, Pingwu had to walk outside the bedroom in a fake manner. After raising his voice and calling a few times, Pingwu turned to the servants, "It's rude, my girl seems to be asleep."

"What a pity." The two servants who were walking in front bowed and turned around and left. It was not until they turned around that Ping Yu discovered that the two servants were wearing the clothes of the Langya Prince's Mansion! They were actually people who were following the Wang family Qilang. No wonder they talked about warm words and behaved very politely. No wonder!

For a moment, Ping Yu felt a little nervous in her heart. When she looked at Chen Rong's place in the darkness, she had complaints in her eyes.

As soon as the lights faded away, Chen Rong walked out of the darkness. She ignored Ping Yu's complaining eyes and stared at the noisy and lively main hall and said, "This opportunity is indeed rare."

In the darkness, Chen Rong's eyes were lit and amazing.

I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Rong suddenly said, “Woman, what would it be if a girl courted Wang Qilang in public in this occasion?”

Ping Yu was stunned. She blinked her thin eyes and looked confused.

Chen Rong did not look at her. She frowned and stared at the main hall with bright eyes. After a while, she murmured: "As long as he doesn't reject me too much, as long as he leaves me a little face..."

At this time, Pingye finally understood what she meant. She shouted anxiously: "Girl, no, no. How can you be worthy of the Seven Lang of Wang? Doing this will only make you a laughing stock of Nanyang people!"

Chen Rong lowered her eyes, thought for a while, and then she suddenly turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

Pingye was most familiar with her personality. When she saw her like this, she knew that her decision had already been made. She was very anxious and quickly accelerated her pace to follow. While she reached out to pull Chen Rong's sleeve, she said anxiously: "Girl, no, no. Isn't she still my uncle Chen Gongshu? He values ​​you. If you have something to do, he will be willing to help."

Chen Rong did not look back, but said lightly: "He won't. He gave me ten carts of silk cloth and gold leaves, and he no longer owed me. With his personality, he won't." He understood his meaning so clearly, just help me this time. If tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the King of Nanyang has made up his mind to ask for it, or if other elders insist, he will be forced to a dead end.

Now, the King of Wang Jiaqilang actually mentioned himself in public, and his attention was enough to attract the attention of the King of Nanyang. Maybe he would carry him into the King of Nanyang's mansion in the middle of the night tonight with a word from the King of Nanyang. From then on, there will be no Chen Rong in the world!

No, she must control all the changes in her own hands! Even if she is only 50% sure!

With a squeak, Chen Rong pushed open the bedroom door heavily, then she swung her sleeves and cleverly shook the white woman's pull.

This time it takes an hour to enter.

An hour later, Chen Rong was still this Chen Rong, but he changed into the gorgeous clothes of pink and lilac in the sun.

Her long hair is still loose, and her feet are on wooden shoes.

The only difference from the daytime was that she wore a gorgeous short sword with a scabbard around her waist. When she walked, the scabbard covered with pearls and jade collided with the jade pendant on her waist. The "ding Ding Dangdang" pearls and jades fought each other, which sounded so nice.

Pingyu didn't expect that the girl had done nothing after an hour of going in. She couldn't help but stare at Chen Rong in surprise.

Chen Rong met Pingye's eyes, smiled slightly, bent down, and picked up the seven-stringed lyre from one side.
Chapter completed!