MTL - Mei Gongqing-Chapter 204 Let go?

Chen Rong refused to have a wound on his body, and slammed into the bed and rushed over. She trembled to the wound, but saw that Jianfeng was still there, and did not dare to reach out.

Trembling, Chen Rong whispered: "Come to people - come people -"

She just called here, Wang Hong reached out to her mouth.

Chen Rong was shocked and quickly called out, "You don't want to move." The voice was ambiguous because his mouth was squatting.

Wang Hong glared at her mouth, and the face of Junyi Tsinghua still smiled, just because the pain was a little pale. He chuckled: "Arong, it hurts."

Chen Rongzhen hurriedly said: "Call the doctor, call the doctor." It was just that Wang Hong was too tight, and her voice could not be heard.

After Wang Hong smiled, he looked down at the sword on his chest and said, "I grew up, it was a few hairs falling down, and all the prostitutes were accused... I also looked at others in the sword several times, but until now I know. It’s a pain to insert a sword like this."

His face was pale and his smile was very innocent. He also squinted his head and stared carefully at the sword on his chest, staring at the blood flowing down from the sword.

The blood slowly flowed out, and after a while, it soaked his little white skirt.

He observed it very seriously, as if he was really feeling the feeling.

Staring for a while, Wang Hong muttered: "Grandfather told me before he died, can you achieve great things if you do it? If the Lord is born, you need to know the pain of the weak, the wounded of the poor, the fear of the helpless. He I also said that I was persistent and didn't know how to give up. He gave me a knife and asked me to cut off one piece of meat and understand the way from the pain. I refused. I will do it today."

He said here, loosen the hand holding Chen Rong, staring at her eyes, said softly: "Arong, I really know the wrong... The mistake has been cast, if Arong insists on not letting go, I promise You are leaving."

He actually said that he told her to leave.

Awkwardly, Chen Rong looked up and burst into tears and stared at her incredulously.

Wang Hong smiled and whispered: "Stupid child, I forced you a lot in the past. If you don't want to forgive me, it is also reasonable." He quietly looked at Chen Rong and slowly lowered his eyes: he really does not I like the taste of heartache, I don’t like it at all. That kind of pain is second, and the most important thing is that it makes people feel powerless and frightening. This world has become very powerless. If this heart is not independent, it will be too horrible. If this sword, if this time, let yourself know how to let go, it is worth it.

When he said this, his voice rose and he said: "Come."

Hey, a footstep came. As soon as the two prostitutes stepped into the door, they screamed at the same time. In their cries, the guards came one after another, and the management was even more urgent. They shouted in tears: "Come, please ask the doctor, please doctor."

These people have seen such a Wang Hong, one by one panicked, screaming, crying and crying.

At this time, Wang Hong whispered lowly: "Quiet."

At this moment, his qi is obviously insufficient.

Looking at his pale face, the pipe slammed into the ground, and the trembling asked: "Lang Jun, Lang Jun, what is going on? This, who did this?"

There are only Wang Hong and Chen Rong in the room. When the manager said this, many people looked at Chen Rong.

Wang Hong coveted, he said faintly: "You won't see it? This kind of injury, I pierced myself." He turned to the guard standing in a corner and whispered: "If you are here, you will handle this. hurt."

The guard looked at him and said, "I don't dare."

Wang Hong said faintly: "Come here. Is it difficult for the doctor to come, let you bleed to death?"

The guard was stunned and shouted: "Yes."

When he strode forward, the prostitute had brought the best gold medicine.

Chen Rong stood on one side and looked at the sword that guarded his hands and feet and pulled out the wound. He watched him give him a golden medicine at the fastest speed, watching him tie the wound of Wang Hong.

After being tied up, the guard sighed heavily and wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Fortunately, the thorns are not deep."

At this time, Wang Hong’s face was white and his lips were white. He held the prostitute’s arm and let himself stand there. He smiled and said: “The meat is your own, and you will keep your hands unconsciously.” The guard also nodded: "Yes, look at this wound, others can't do it."

When he said this, everyone was completely convinced that this sword was really inserted by Wang Hong himself.

Tied up the wound, everyone lifted Wang Hong and walked toward his own bedroom. It was just a blink of an eye, and the room that was still very lively was deserted. Except for the blood on the ground, there is no other.

It seems that all people have collectively forgotten the existence of Chen Rong.

Chen Rong looked at the door and looked at the crowds that were far away. She was just about to step forward, and a voice of a prostitute came from the door. "Lang Jun said, you are seriously injured and you should not move. The girl is still going back to collapse." Unconsciously, she changed her name. Call her girl.

Chen Rong got her reminder that it was found that the wound was sore and the whole person had no strength. She slowly held a few and moved to the collapse.

Sleeping on the collapse, Chen Rong closed his eyes tightly.

For a moment, she asked in a dumb voice; "Was the doctor coming?"

The voice of the prostitute came after a while. "Yes."

"How did he say?"

"The doctor said that Lang Jun did not hurt the viscera. If it does not heat up today and tomorrow, he will be cured in half a month."

Chen Rong did not speak, she looked at her head.

In a blink of an eye, two days passed. In Chen Rong’s trepidation, Wang Hong never had a fever.

During these two days, Chen Rong took the medicine on time and took care of himself carefully. The injury also improved significantly.

In these two days, as long as she woke up, she couldn't help but stare at the door. She always wanted to ask about Wang Hong's injury, but she did not dare.

On the third day, after Chen Rongfa stayed for a while, he said lowly: "Is there a sedan?"

"some."

"Take me to see Qilang."

"Yes."

After a while, the four prostitutes stepped forward, and they lifted Chen Rong carefully, lying flat in the sedan chair, carried by the two guards, and heading toward Wang Hong’s courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, guarding the prostitutes as usual, they saw Chen Rong and bowed back. Although respectful, Chen Rong really feels that they are blaming themselves... Also, who will stab themselves for no reason? I don't have to think about it, but I know it is her reason.

After a while, Chen Rong came to Wang Hong's dormitory.

There were a few loud voices in it, and obviously Wang Hong was on the agenda. The two guards stopped their steps and gently lowered Chen Rong to the side.

When I heard the voice of Wang Hong, Chen Rong couldn’t help but erect his ears. "How is the Queen Mother?"

A loud voice came, "The Queen Mother does not care. She said that with the power of the royal family, how can I not find a few servants, a Confucian student? It must be Lang Jun from it."

......

After a moment of silence, Wang Hong’s low and weak voice came. "These people must be protected. If you hurt one, you are asking."

"Yes."

The other one went forward and said: "Gang Langjun, from the Sun Lulu husband, red dress, is now around the world. Now in the Jiankang City, Wu Wa Yue Ji, all the way to enjoy the red dress. There is also a underground dark library, I am willing to buy Guanglu doctor for 10,000 yuan, as long as it is not dead." Suddenly, this person said: "This dark hall is spoken two months ago." Two months ago? At that time, Wang Hong and her had not returned to Jiankang. At that time, did the underground dark hall stare at her?

Chen Rong hit a chill. She knows this underground darkhouse. It has been around for a long time. I don’t know how many great aristocrats there are, and how many Sima’s children are involved. There, you can buy everything you want. There are rumors that the Queen Mother Li disappeared on the road to the south, and some people saw her in the underground secret hall. At that time, she had become a slave to some people to vent their lust. Because the son of Li Taisheng was already sick and dead, she did not even cultivate the power, and the people who moved her did not care.

Wang Hong’s indifferent voice came, “Under the underground?” he said, “Do they really think that I dare not move it?”

The man quickly said: "Lang Jun is at the tip of the wind and needs to be patient."

Wang Hong shook his head and said: "I have promised her to leave. This dark hall must move." After a pause, he seems to have thrown something out. "You are holding this. This is the assembly of Wang's nephew." Order, this order will mobilize all the Wang’s forces. Go, I will never hear an underground dark hall when I build Jiankang City."

The man was shocked. He cried: "Lang Jun, this assembly order is only available once in your life. Do you use it on a woman?"

Wang Hong’s voice came faintly. "This is what I owe her."

This is what I owe her.

How is his voice so cold?

Chen Rong seems to hear it for the first time. He mentioned himself in such a cold voice. It’s hard to be done. He wants to report her feelings and think about everything between him and her.

Rao is Chen Rong who has decided to leave this man several times, but at this moment, when she heard his voice, the heart still sinks and sinks...

At this time, Wang Hong’s voice turned soft. "How is her injury?"

A prostitute replied: "There has been a turn for the better. If this continues, it will be better in January."

"Is it?" Wang Hong smiled low and whispered: "She wants to go back to Nanyang... You go to Nanyang and warn you to Nanyang Wang and the nobles first. Then buy her a thousand acres of land, two Zhuangzi. The guards, who sent thirty, and ten prostitutes, can all be loyal to her. You should be her manager. If she asks, tell her, I have promised, she has a favorite man. I can still marry. If she doesn't want me to know everything about her, she can withdraw it after finding a reliable person for her."

When he said it, it seemed to be extremely exhausting. Closing his eyes, Chen Rong erected his ears and heard his whisper. "It is really meaningless to be hated by the woman I love. She gave her because of what I lost."