Chapter 70: Personality
It was yet noon when Chen Sanlang’s carriage pulled up to Chen Rong’s courtyard the next day. “Ah Rong, let’s go,” a servant called in.
Chen Rong gave a reply and then carried her zither out.
When she got to the gate, she was surprised to find Chen Wei peering over from next door, curiously watching her and Chen Sanlang’s carriages. She appeared a little fearful of him, for her eyes were nervously darting around.
When Chen Rong approached, Chen Sanlang lifted his carriage curtain and gave the zither in her hands a glance. “Won’t so ordinary a zither make us look bad?” he commented with a frown.
He next leaned outward and handed an exquisitely made zither studded with jade and pearls to Chen Rong, smiling all the while: “Luckily, your third brother is well prepared. Ah Rong, use this one.”
Intentionally or not, his hand grazed the back of her porcelain one when he gave her the instrument.
Chen Rong held her zither with the same faithful appearance and took a step backward, faintly smiling: “You’re needlessly worried, third brother. Qilang has seen my zither before.”
Chen Sanlang paused to recall that Chen Rong had played ‘The Phoenix’s Love Song’ in front of everyone for Wang Qilang. He shook his head, mumbling: “Never mind, then. Do as you wish.”
He placed his zither back down and then glanced at Chen Rong’s full bosom, laughing as he did: “Ah Rong, come sit with me in the same carriage. We should let outsiders know just how close us siblings are.”
“Thank you third brother, but they’ve already prepared my ride,” said Chen Rong with a shake of her head and a smile. She then turned and walked toward her carriage.
Inadvertently, Chen Rong noticed Chen Wei peeking from behind the door with some envy.
Chen Rong withdrew her gaze, lifted her skirt and stepped inside, after which the two vehicles drove to the main gate, one following the other.
“I heard you and Wang Qilang had met on the road, is that right?” Chen Sanlang raised his curtain and smiled at Chen Rong. “And that was when you drew his attention?”
Behind the curtain came Chen Rong’s charming voice, which had an eerie allure just like her looks. Chen Sanlang squinted his eyes as he enjoyed listening to her reply. “Wang Qilang is quite the gentleman,” she said. “I’ve merely spoken to him once or twice.”
“The House of Wang ranks first among the nobility,” Chen Sanlang told her, “and their totem is Qilang. Meimei, it’s great luck for someone with your station to befriend him and receive his good opinion.”
Chen Rong could hear from his words that he thought she was reaching for the moon even if she were to become Wang Qilang’s concubine. But though she would only be a concubine, she’d be a favored one thanks to Wang Qilang’s good opinion of her.
She lowered her eyes in a secret sneer, but obediently replied, “Aye, you’re right.” Chen Sanlang watched Chen Rong’s graceful figure while his insides prickled with itches. None of the courtesans he had met could match this girl named Ah Rong, be it their figures or their faces. Not to mention she had the poise and air of the nobility so entirely different from those lowborn women. The girl before his eyes was such a stunner; pity she was a cousin.
After some time, he regrettably withdrew his gaze and, when he recalled his own affairs, smiled to say: “Ah Rong, do recommend your third brother to Qilang’s acquaintance when you see him.”
“That is of course,” Chen Rong docilely replied. do not steal this chapter
Amid the sound of rolling wheels, the two carriages left the Chen estate and entered town.
Restlessness permeated in Nanyang’s air. Chen Rong lifted her curtain to see the streets just as deserted as they had been in her previous life. The shops were especially empty, for many of them were closed.
A warmth neared her while she was lost in reverie. Chen Sanlang had directed his carriage closer to hers. Watching Chen Rong who was only an arm-length away, he gave a hearty laugh: “What are you looking at, meimei?” He next leaned over and took a whiff, grinning as he did: “You smell very nice. Who made your sachet?”
Chen Rong quietly moved away and dropped her gaze. “You tease me, cousin.”
She retreated to the other side of the carriage. do to steal this chapter
When he saw her move away from him, Chen Sanlang sighed and recited: “Prosperity can disappear in the blink of an eye. Like flowers in the spring, women are at their most beautiful for but a few days. No one knows what tomorrow holds in this troubled world. Why, then, do we not take pleasure here and now? Don’t you think so, too, meimei?”
He flashed Chen Rong a tender look.
The fluttering curtain revealed Chen Rong’s quiet countenance. She faintly smiled and answered, “It’s only natural that flowers bloom and die. That said, there are a few silly flowers that only bloom for someone someday.”
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Chen Sanlang withdrew his smile when he said, “Someday? Are you still hoping to bec
Chapter 70: PersonalityIt was yet noon when Chen Sanlang’s carriage pulled up to Chen Rong’s courtyard the next day. “Ah Rong, let’s go,” a servant called in.Chen Rong gave a reply and then carried her zither out.When she got to the gate, she was surprised to find Chen Wei peering over from next door, curiously watching her and Chen Sanlang’s carriages. She appeared a little fearful of him, for her eyes were nervously darting around.When Chen Rong approached, Chen Sanlang lifted his carriage curtain and gave the zither in her hands a glance. “Won’t so ordinary a zither make us look bad?” he commented with a frown.He next leaned outward and handed an exquisitely made zither studded with jade and pearls to Chen Rong, smiling all the while: “Luckily, your third brother is well prepared. Ah Rong, use this one.”Intentionally or not, his hand grazed the back of her porcelain one when he gave her the instrument.Chen Rong held her zither with the same faithful appearance and took a step backward, faintly smiling: “You’re needlessly worried, third brother. Qilang has seen my zither before.”Chen Sanlang paused to recall that Chen Rong had played ‘The Phoenix’s Love Song’ in front of everyone for Wang Qilang. He shook his head, mumbling: “Never mind, then. Do as you wish.”He placed his zither back down and then glanced at Chen Rong’s full bosom, laughing as he did: “Ah Rong, come sit with me in the same carriage. We should let outsiders know just how close us siblings are.”“Thank you third brother, but they’ve already prepared my ride,” said Chen Rong with a shake of her head and a smile. She then turned and walked toward her carriage.Inadvertently, Chen Rong noticed Chen Wei peeking from behind the door with some envy.Chen Rong withdrew her gaze, lifted her skirt and stepped inside, after which the two vehicles drove to the main gate, one following the other.“I heard you and Wang Qilang had met on the road, is that right?” Chen Sanlang raised his curtain and smiled at Chen Rong. “And that was when you drew his attention?”Behind the curtain came Chen Rong’s charming voice, which had an eerie allure just like her looks. Chen Sanlang squinted his eyes as he enjoyed listening to her reply. “Wang Qilang is quite the gentleman,” she said. “I’ve merely spoken to him once or twice.”“The House of Wang ranks first among the nobility,” Chen Sanlang told her, “and their totem is Qilang. Meimei, it’s great luck for someone with your station to befriend him and receive his good opinion.”Chen Rong could hear from his words that he thought she was reaching for the moon even if she were to become Wang Qilang’s concubine. But though she would only be a concubine, she’d be a favored one thanks to Wang Qilang’s good opinion of her.She lowered her eyes in a secret sneer, but obediently replied, “Aye, you’re right.” Chen Sanlang watched Chen Rong’s graceful figure while his insides prickled with itches. None of the courtesans he had met could match this girl named Ah Rong, be it their figures or their faces. Not to mention she had the poise and air of the nobility so entirely different from those lowborn women. The girl before his eyes was such a stunner; pity she was a cousin.After some time, he regrettably withdrew his gaze and, when he recalled his own affairs, smiled to say: “Ah Rong, do recommend your third brother to Qilang’s acquaintance when you see him.”“That is of course,” Chen Rong docilely replied. do not steal this chapterAmid the sound of rolling wheels, the two carriages left the Chen estate and entered town.Restlessness permeated in Nanyang’s air. Chen Rong lifted her curtain to see the streets just as deserted as they had been in her previous life. The shops were especially empty, for many of them were closed.A warmth neared her while she was lost in reverie. Chen Sanlang had directed his carriage closer to hers. Watching Chen Rong who was only an arm-length away, he gave a hearty laugh: “What are you looking at, meimei?” He next leaned over and took a whiff, grinning as he did: “You smell very nice. Who made your sachet?”Chen Rong quietly moved away and dropped her gaze. “You tease me, cousin.”She retreated to the other side of the carriage. do to steal this chapterWhen he saw her move away from him, Chen Sanlang sighed and recited: “Prosperity can disappear in the blink of an eye. Like flowers in the spring, women are at their most beautiful for but a few days. No one knows what tomorrow holds in this troubled world. Why, then, do we not take pleasure here and now? Don’t you think so, too, meimei?”He flashed Chen Rong a tender look.The fluttering curtain revealed Chen Rong’s quiet countenance. She faintly smiled and answered, “It’s only natural that flowers bloom and die. That said, there are a few silly flowers that only bloom for someone someday.”A rejection. go to moc.824retsmahChen Sanlang withdrew his smile when he said, “Someday? Are you still hoping to bec
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