TCN: Mei Gongqing

Chapter 114: Confrontation

Chapter 114: Confrontation

Chen Rong herself almost laughed out loud upon hearing the young scholar's laughter.

But she couldn't laugh, of course. Not only could she not laugh, she also had to bow her head docilely and take a step back.

Ran Min's countenance maintained its composure.

Slowly, his mouth curved into a smile. "Good for you Wang Qilang! You have my respect!"

He clasped his hands, stared past the scholar and shouted, "If that is your master's prediction, why has he not come out to meet me?"

The young scholar looked up at him and began to explain when another voice spoke to them: "Why don't you come inside, general? The wine has been warmed, the roast is fragrant. All we are waiting for is our hero to arrive."

He spoke with an easy and cordial voice. Ran Min softened despite himself.

He turned around and cast the girl hiding behind him a glance.

Chen Rong understood from his expression that he wanted her to come along... while she bit her lips, Ran Min had grabbed her wrist and gone on in.

Two young boys were waiting by the door of the bamboo house. They bowed to the approaching Ran Min and gestured them in.

Ran Min strode in.

Held by his grip, Chen Rong couldn't help but follow.

Once they were inside, the scent of wafting sandalwood laced with an unknown floral scent helped to calmed Chen Rong's tense nerves.

She slowly lifted her head.

At the center of the bamboo room sat a handsome young man. The difference tonight was that he was sumptuously attired. He wore a lavender robe with embroidered blue phoenixes while his dark hair scattered on his shoulders. There was a zither on the low table, his slender fingers resting on its strings.

Whenever she saw him, this young man always appeared so leisurely and noble. At this moment, basked in the candlelight behind him, in his nobility was also a majestic and resplendent air.

He was merely sitting there, but she quite thought his bearing and grace overshadowed the rest of the world. Why do I feel that even the Sima royalty would feel ashamed of themselves if they were to see Wang Hong like this? Chen Rong distractedly thought.

With his eyes fixed on Wang Hong, Ran Min approached and resoundingly laughed: "Wang Qilang, you sure look relaxed!"

Wang Hong smiled and slowly lifted his head.

In that short moment, Chen Rong instinctively shrank back, almost hiding behind Ran Min.

Wang Hong did not look at her.

He was quietly looking at Ran Min instead.

Ran Min knitted his brow, asking: "Is this how Qilang welcome his special guests?"

The zither was plucked to a series of beautiful notes. Wang Hong then raised a brow and casually replied, "General, you've come in the middle of the night to negotiate with me, am I right? In that case, I wonder if I can really call you a special guest."

His voice was resonating though it remained pleasant.

Chen Rong's head whipped up to look at Wang Hong.

In the candlelight, she saw a faint smile on his face. But a closer look revealed waves at the bottom of his clear eyes.

Ran Min was also taken aback.