TCN: Mei Gongqing

Chapter 179: Rescued

Chapter 179: Rescued

Rumbling horseshoes.

Chen Rong leaned motionlessly against Murong Ke. His cold armor caused her flesh to ache, and his hot breaths raised goosebumps on her skin. In her previous life, she wouldn't be able to look at her lover anymore if a strange man had touched her like this, would she?

And now? Chen Rong bitterly smiled.

Murong Ke's mount was a tremendous horse. It carried another person as if she added no extra weight. Each jostle it made, however, slammed Chen Rong's delicate frame against the armor behind her.

The sky was pitch black for it was the very last hour before dawn. The darkness was especially dark, like thick ink extending from the depths of the earth all the way to the sky.

Torches flickered in the wind.

Chen Rong looked around to see shrubs and trees lining their way. Above them was a hill – one that wasn't very high, only about five meters, and everything beyond were unrecognizable.

Half of the troops had gone into the valley. However, people had difficulty moving because the road was dusty and gravelly. Their journey became bumpy, and the queue kept stretching out.

Chen Rong glanced back.

Of the two thousand men whom Murong Ke kept with him, only half were fine riders while the rest were foot soldiers. Chen Rong's eyes stilled at the burning flames.

"What are you looking at?" a low voice inquired over her head.

"Nothing," she replied.

Murong Ke harrumphed: "It won't be long until you get to see your man. Think of what to say to him." He paused, and then added in a mocking voice: "It may be your last conversation."

When Chen Rong didn't answer, he looked down at her.

Chen Rong kept her face cool and calm. Not waiting for Murong Ke to speak, she looked up and said, "You're right."

She straightened her back and put a smile on her face. Smoothing her hair and pulling her lapels together, she said, "This will be the last time I see him... What people say or what he thinks is no longer important. I have to make him remember me."

She carefully groomed her appearance with both of her hands. Murong Ke's fingers clenched to see this.

His hand was resting on her chest, and as it clenched, it closed around her breast.

Chen Rong froze, unable to maintain the smile on her face.

Murong Ke looked up and stared intently ahead. "What's wrong?" he asked with a mockery in his cold voice.

Chen Rong lowered her gaze.

Her hands dropped weakly.

Murong Ke's voice grew impatient when she did not speak. "Why aren't you saying something?"

After a while, Chen Rong's quiet voice sounded: "What would you like me to say, my lord?" She numbly smiled. "To cry and beg for mercy, or jump off the horse in despair and kill me?"

Murong Ke froze at these words.

Chen Rong slowly removed his hand from her chest. "M'lord, you forgot yourself."

He did forget himself.

Wang Hong wasn't even in the vicinity at this time. What was he doing, being frivolous to her? Was it jealousy?