TCN: Mei Gongqing

Chapter 183: Meet Up with Ran Min

Chapter 183: Meet Up with Ran Min

Chen Rong wanted to struggle free when she felt his desire growing anew. But when she heard him say 'live for today' she couldn't help but think: Never mind, I don't know what will happen tomorrow. The child may not have the chance at life even if I did get pregnant. I should go along with his wishes.

Thinking thus, she wrapped her arms around his neck and received his kiss. Gradually, the carriage was filled with spring again.

The vehicle slowly traveled through the evening. After spending two nights in the wilderness, it was again dawn.

Chen Rong lay in Wang Hong's embrace and lazily watched the scenery outside.

Wang Hong lowered his head and caressed her bare shoulders. He was afforded a partial view of the swell and valley of her breasts from this position.

In the morning light her mouth was slightly swollen, her eyes shimmering, and her smooth skin alluringly fragrant. She was always like this – utterly bewitching as soon as she laid down her defense.

A hand extended to clasp her bruises again, now much darker than they had been.

Although his touch was light, Chen Rong still winced from the pain. She turned around and complained, "It hurts." Seeing him looking at her, she sniffed her nose aggrievedly and added, "It really does."

Wang Hong closed his hand over her breast and tiredly asked, "Ah Rong?"

"Hmm?"

As he was about to speak, a series of clopping horseshoes arrived outside. "My lord, General Ran is here."

Ran Min is here?

Chen Rong shivered. She heard Wang Hong chuckling above her head. "Didn't the battle just end? Yet he rushed here instead of resting. I can't deny that man's devotion."

Chen Rong downgazed upon his last few words.

Wang Hong glanced at her and ordered, "Get ready."

"Aye."

The carriage stopped. Chen Rong retrieved a set of clothes and helped Wang Hong change. She then reached for the dress that he had prepared for her.

When she touched the white outfit, a hand stilled over hers.

Chen Rong turned around in surprise.

Wang Hong glanced at the white dress and then reached for a red one with goldwork embroidery. "Wear this one," he said, placing it on Chen Rong.

At her puzzled look, he kept his head turned to awkwardly say: "Wear it."

Chen Rong retrieved the dress from him. The pleats gathered like crashing waves and golden strands glittered like morning light. It was altogether an exquisite dress.

She never wore red in the past.

If it wasn't for Murong Ke's coercion, she wouldn't have known that she could look so striking in this color.

At present, she still had conflicting feelings about the color, but since Wang Hong insisted... Chen Rong bit her lips and removed her outer robe. Her slender, snow-white neck and beautifully curved shoulders appeared before Wang Hong's eyes. His hands instinctively reached out towards her skin.

Caressing her, he said, "Your ice-like skin glistens like the moonlight, your jade-like skin is sumptuous and warm. There lies indeed the fabled gentle town."