TCN: Mei Gongqing

Mei Gongqing 153-154

Chapter 153: The Imperial Family

Chen Rong knitted her brow and instinctively looked up at Wang Hong.

When she faced eyes that were as clear as water, very gently looking back at her, she looked away and quietly asked, "What do you think I should do Qilang?"

Wang Hong smiled. "Ask the bearer to wait so that Ah Rong can take a bath and change her clothes."

"Aye," Ying'gu replied upon hearing Wang Hong's voice.

Once Ying'gu left, Wang Hong gazed down at Chen Rong. His long slender fingers caressed her face as his comforting voice sounded: "Don't be afraid, you have me."

"Aye." She gently pushed him aside and walked to the front.

Wang Hong tilted his head and wordlessly watched her leave. He couldn't help but notice her stiff and straight back... The stubborn woman.

After Chen Rong was finished with her bath and had changed into new clothes, she went to the main entrance of the temple.

A carriage sent by the emperor was waiting outside for her. When he saw her come out, the eunuch announced: "Depart."

Chen Rong gave the eunuch a bow and stepped onto the carriage. By the time it drove away she was still looking back.

Wang Hong did not follow her.

She withdrew her gaze.

The vehicle pulled out of the Daoist temple and entered the streets.

Chen Rong didn't remember how long it had been since she last took to the streets... she knew her looks easily intrigued people, so in order to avoid unnecessary complications, she had always suppressed her desire to go out.

The pedestrians, horsemen and other carriages gave way wherever the royal carriage went. Through a small slit in the curtain, she observedthe passersby as they came and went.

The carriage was now driving through Willow Lane; it was where the Wu slaves and Yue girls received their guests. Colorful banners fluttered from the lofts, where all types of beautiful women imaginable abounded.

They leaned on the balconies, pointing at the people below and laughing gaily. By the time Chen Rong's carriage approached, one of them retrieved a green flute and blew a tune; her eyes sadly gazed somewhere in front of her.

Shortly after the music was played, a beautiful girl who looked exactly like her leaned in to the other and asked, "Which family is he from, the jade-like man leaning against his horse by the south bridge?" There was a sing-song rhythm in her melodious voice.

Unconsciously everyone including Chen Rong followed the beauty's gaze.

To their left, water ran under a small bridge, draped by willows and poplars.

Under the willow trees, there was indeed a handsome lad by his horse. He had fair skin, clear eyes, rosy lips, and a willowy figure.

This boy...

Chen Rong couldn't help but lean out and lift the curtain.

This boy with his thin waist and exquisite beauty, was he not Sun Yan?

Why is he here? When did he come to Jiankang? Right, he must have come with Ran Min. He is an aristocrat, so it will be much easier for Ran Min to operate in Jiankang with him here.

At this thought, Chen Rong could not help biting her lip: That is to say Ran Min won't leave Jiankang in the foreseeable future? She reached for the curtain as these thoughts ran through her mind.