I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Rong’s weak voice sounded, “I’ve already hugged him once anyway…”

As soon as these words were spoken, Chen Rong heard Wang Qi's laughter.

This laughter made Chen Rong's potential annoyance appear. She stretched out her right hand, pinched the tender flesh on the inside of his arm, twisted it hard, and cursed in a low voice: "You're so embarrassed to say it! If you hadn't just called 'Qingqing', why would I be like this?"

Speaking of this, there was a crying sound in her voice.

He cried softly, and when he saw Wang Hong, he didn't react, Chen Rong pulled open his robe with a cry.

When she looked up, she met Wang Qilang, who was in pain and was looking at her helplessly.

Chen Rong was happy when he saw Wang Qi, who was like a banished immortal, and he showed such an expression.

This joy made her angry and her shame gradually became.

She slowly sat up straight, lowered her head, and begged in a low voice: "Qilang, I really don't want to be a concubine." There was a crying sound in her voice.

After sobbing twice, she wiped away the tears from her face with her sleeves and murmured: "What a status you, Wang Qilang? To be honest, I, Arong, are still a little bit too close to you as a concubine. I."

At this point, she bit her lip hard and made up her mind.

At that moment, she raised her head decisively, met Wang Qilang's strange gaze, glared hatefully, twisted his tender fingers again, and shouted softly: "Let me think of a way to put me down unknowingly!"

At this moment, Wang Qilang took a breath of pain, but his handsome face was still smiling, but this smile was a little aggrieved, "Okay."

As soon as the two words came out, Chen Rong immediately let go. At the moment she let go, she didn't know what she thought of, and her little face turned red until her neck.

Wang Qilang tilted his head, looked at Chen Rong with a smile, pointed his right hand at the back of the car, and said slowly: "There is a maid's dress here. After you change it, put on a veil and find a chance to get off the car."

Chen Rong responded, and she climbed behind the carriage and opened the wall. She said hatefully, "The carriage carriage has a maid's garment. Why do you want me to be so romantic?" There was already hatred in her voice.

Wang Hong looked at her with a smile. Hearing this, he sighed, "No wonder people say that good people are the most difficult to make. This dress is prepared for you."

Chen Rong was stunned.

She turned around blankly.

When she met Wang Hong's gaze, she glared and shouted: "Retract your head and don't look at me."

Wang Hong smiled and turned around when he heard this.

At this time, women's robes were much more complicated than men's. Even if they were maids, they also valued an elegant beauty. Chen Rong changed his clothes in a slight manner while comforting himself: If there are so many beauties like Wang Hong, he will not look back and see me change clothes.

Thinking of this, she was still so anxious that she was a little confused.

After a while, Chen Rong finally changed into the middle robes and only put on the outer robes. She suddenly thought: These robes really fit very well. He said just now that it was prepared for me... Why should I prepare clothes for me?

When she thought of this, she was angry, annoyed, hated and embarrassed.

After a while, she stopped her random thoughts and thought: It must be when that guy called me Qingqing at the city gate, he expected that this would happen, so he put all his clothes on the carriage, just waiting for me to fall into the trap.

Thinking of this, for some reason, she became even more angry.

After a while, Chen Rong, who was dressed neatly and wearing a gauze hat on his head, finally turned around. She glared at Wang Hong, who was slowly drinking, and quietly lifted the curtain of the car.

Seeing that there seemed to be fewer people outside, she lowered her head, then lifted the curtain of the carriage, and jumped out of the carriage.

At this time, the carriage was moving. She jumped off like this and rushed forward. Fortunately, she was good at it and quickly stabilized.

Wang Qilang's carriage has always been the focus of everyone's concern. At this moment, he saw someone jumping out of it, and swishing. For a moment, some of his eyes turned to Chen Rong.

However, these eyes were taken back when they met Chen Rong, who was dressed up by the maid and wearing a gauze hat. The nobles carried the maid with them, and even when they were flirting with others, they kept the maid present. It was too ordinary, as if they were eating and drinking water. Therefore, even the girls just glanced at Chen Rong and ignored them.

Chen Rong felt relieved, she took a few steps back, and rushed into a carriage carrying maids in a few steps.

The maids were shocked when they saw someone getting into the car. When they saw Chen Rong wearing a gauze hat, they immediately widened their eyes and looked up and down at her.

Chen Rong picked a corner and sat down, whispered: "It's me, don't say anything."

The maids suddenly realized.

These maids who often serve Wang Qilang and follow him through the mountains and the world are not inferior to ordinary gentry girls in terms of appearance and temperament. Moreover, they are all literate and polite, and they respect Chen Rong, who has lived and died with their husbands from the bottom of their hearts. Therefore, as soon as she spoke, the maids immediately calmed down, and each of them seemed to be nothing, and began to continue their previous activities.

Chen Rong secretly wondered and looked at them. She couldn't help but think: His maids alone have surpassed me... As soon as this thought came out, all the expectation she had just risen disappeared. In the previous life, she had rolled her eyes and exhausted her youth for the sake of the husband who did not belong to her. In this life, she really didn't want to work so hard anymore.

At this time, a sound of irritation came from outside.

This time, there was a scream from girls again in the sound of irritation. Chen Rong was a little curious, so he opened a corner of the car curtain and looked at it quietly.

At this time, there were typical crowds of people on both sides of the street. Moreover, with the arrival of parents of various major families, Wang Hong's convoy had to stop and chat with them one by one.

At this moment, the girls were famous scholars such as Huan Jiulang and Yuzhi, who were driving carriages and blocking the middle of the road.

After blocking the way for the Wang family, the middle-aged scholar Chen Rong had seen jumped out of the carriage first. With his backhand, he took a flute from a maid. He put the flute to his lips and started playing it.

As soon as the flute sounded, Huan Jiulang, holding the zither, jumped down. As the sound of Huan Jiulang's zither floated, Huozhi also got off the carriage. With his right hand, twenty beautiful singers walked off the carriage, twisted their waists, and danced in the streets in full view of everyone.

...This is the real erotic dance. Those geeks, everyone's clothes are thin. As they dance, Chen Rong could see the trembling breasts. There was a mole on the maid's navel, which was also obvious at a glance...

As these singers danced, Huan Jiulang, who was playing the zither, pressed his hands and stopped his movements. He turned his head, stared at Yuzhi, and shouted loudly: "Yuzicheng, what do you mean? Why did you suddenly make some sluts come out and ruin my Yaxing in vain!"

He scolded unhappily, and Yuzhi reached out to stroke his short beard, sighed and said, "Originally, I wanted to offer an ancient tune to comfort Qilang who had survived death. But I didn't expect that Wang Qilang would break his sleeves! Feeling that, I was sad, so I had to call a family to dance for him. Alas, I just hope that their dance could bring back the ambition of Wang Qilang's big man."

This is too vicious. This is clearly the one who makes fun of Wang Hong behind the breaking of his sleeves.

For a moment, I was shocked, laughed, and talked again.

With a shout, Wang Hong pulled the curtain open.

As he did this action, everyone swished, turned their heads at the same time, opened their eyes wide, and looked at his carriage without any moment.

Of course there was nothing in his carriage.

Moreover, everyone could see that Wang Hong's clothes and shoes were bright and his black hair was neat, so how could he look like he had indulged in desires or chaotic feelings?

Meeting everyone's eyes, Wang Hong smiled slightly. He narrowed his eyes, stared at the strode of Suo Zhi, and shouted: "Suo Zicheng, you deserve to die!"

As soon as these words came out, Huozhi laughed.

He rushed to Wang Hong's carriage in three steps at a time and two steps. He reached out and opened the curtain completely. He stretched out his head and looked inside, sucked vigorously twice, shouting, "Ah, why doesn't there be a scent of lust, but a woman's body fragrance? I said Qilang, you Qingqing is not pretending to be a woman, right?"

Hearing Wu Zhi's screams, Chen Rong was shocked and thought in shock: This man has such a smart nose.

After sucking vigorously for a few times, Huozhi nodded vigorously, turned to everyone and said, "I didn't see Qingqing in the carriage. It seems that the rumors are false."

After sighing loudly, he waved his right hand to stop the Wuji who was twisting his waist and kicking his legs. The dance posture caught the eyes of the men, "Go back, go back."

As soon as the girls stopped, a strong man in the crowd shouted: "There is a man who has passed by your divine nose and really judged that there is no man in the car?"

This strong man was tall, with a loud voice like a bell, with a beard all over his face and yellow eyes. His appearance was exactly the kind of vulgarity that people at that time disliked.

But when Lu Zhi asked such a person, he did not roll his eyes. Instead, he was happy and said with a smug smile: "Shen Nose? This word is well used, very well." As soon as he said this, Huan Jiulang burst into laughter on one side, "My dog, A Nong, also has a divine nose."

Laughing comes from all directions.

Wu Zhi was not annoyed. His face was as usual and he laughed and said, "There is no man, no man. Hehe, for the sake of Wang Qilang's return from the disaster, my divine nose can prove that there is no man in the carriage, only a girl."

This was worse than not saying it. Wang Hong couldn't help rolling his eyes, and Huan Jiulang burst into laughter. The middle-aged famous scholar sighed, put away the flute, turned around and left, "After going, all the fun was disturbed by the slaughter."
Chapter completed!