Chapter Five, The Wang Family Has Seven Sons

The sound of the zither drifts, as if it were a flowing spring in the mountains, with clouds moving across the sky, embodying an indescribable sense of freedom and tranquility

Wang Jialang laughed heartily for a while, and then the sound of the qin rose again melodiously

In the flowing melody akin to spring water, Wang Jialang chuckled softly and said: "I have been in Pingcheng for several months, and have not gained much. It was only today that I heard about a lady from the Chen family who has squandered her entire fortune. I hurried here, and it turns out this trip was not in vain"

It is actually Wang Jiaqilang! My goodness, it is indeed Wang Jiaqilang himself who has come in person!

The Wang family is not an ordinary household; in the entire Pingcheng, the Wang family is one of the most prominent families. Moreover, it is none other than the Seventh Young Master of the Wang family who has arrived

However, this Wang Jiaqilang is a person from the illustrious royal family! He is indeed of noble bearing, dressed elegantly, and frequents only the learned and distinguished. Such a family boasts more than a dozen high-ranking officials in the court! A family like this, akin to the royal family, stands high above the clouds, commanding the admiration of the world!

Unbeknownst to them, everyone was glaring at Chen Rong with anger, at this moment, they completely forgot that Chen Rong was still their master

Chen Rong did not stop her steps; she walked straight towards the carriage, smiled lightly, and replied in a clear voice: "The sound of the zither is indeed beautiful, but I have matters on my mind and cannot appreciate this tranquil melody"

The young man was as handsome as jade, with eyes as black as lacquer, gazing at him with a smile. For some reason, upon encountering such a smile, Chen Rong's heart truly skipped a beat!

Yes, yes

Chen Rong reached out to rub her eyes and replied, "As a young maiden, upon seeing the lord's heavenly appearance, my heart raced, and I truly dared not look directly at him"

As soon as the voice of the gatekeeper fell, Chen Rong hurriedly walked out—she scattered her family wealth, broken coral, hoping to gain the favor of the Wang family. If she could travel with them, the journey would be much safer, and if she could establish a friendship with them, there would be even more benefits upon reaching the south. She did not expect such a great outcome, as she unexpectedly hooked the seventh son of the Wang family, known for his jade-like demeanor!

Outside the carriage, there stood more than twenty foolish-looking individuals, all gazing at the inside of the carriage with a mix of admiration and dazed expressions, their ears perked up as they listened intently to the sound of the piano

In a place like Pingcheng, the residents are naturally only branches of various prominent families. For instance, Chen Rong's father is merely a branch of the Chen family from Jiangnan, and the Wang family is similarly situated.

Chen Rong did not hesitate; she strode towards the carriage. With each step she took, the sound of her wooden shoes "thud thud thud" echoed intermittently. In the midst of the drifting melody, this sound was particularly jarring and grating. What was most vexing was that it was unclear whether she was doing this intentionally or unintentionally; with every step her wooden shoes struck the ground precisely at the turning points of the music, leaving the listeners feeling as if they could not catch their breath, a tightness constricting their chests.

Wow

Chen Rong is also a person of noble status among these servants, but when compared to the Seventh Young Master of the Wang family, her status is as different as clouds and mud, as far apart as the Milky Way

Chen Rong smiled as she had now reached the side of the carriage

Lu Rong smiled, her eyes fixed unwaveringly on his extraordinarily handsome face, and said: "Today I finally understand what it means to be a fallen immortal"

Chen Rong did not inquire about the whereabouts of Wang Jialang, the seventh son of the Wang family, and thus strode out of the courtyard. Indeed, as soon as she stepped out of the shaded path, she heard a melodious sound of a guqin coming from ahead.

It is important to note that she has just gone through emotional pain and has been reborn. She originally thought that her heart would never beat for a man again. Yet, in such circumstances, she unexpectedly felt her heart racing, revealing just how extraordinarily handsome the person before her is

The handsome man smiled heartily

Amidst the astonishment of the crowd, she extended her hand directly, lifting the curtain of the carriage while responding with utmost naturalness: "I have long heard of the divine appearance and the beauty of the Wang family's seventh son, yet I have never had the fortune to see him. Today, upon hearing of your arrival, I am overwhelmed with joy. I fear that you may leave before I have the chance to meet you, which fills my heart with anxiety!"

The sound of the zither in the carriage abruptly ceased, and a clear, pleasant laughter floated in the air, "The lady arrives in a flurry, but is the zither not beautiful?"

Lu Rong sighed deeply and replied, "Your appearance is too striking. I still wish to marry and have children; having seen you today, from now on, what other man could possibly catch my eye?"

The cheerful laughter in the carriage grew even louder

He is a rare handsome young man, approximately seventeen or eighteen years old

The handsome man gazed at her, noticing that although she appeared mesmerized, her pitch-black eyes remained clear and bright. He couldn't help but smile, revealing his snow-white teeth, and asked, "What do you see?"

The matron glared at the man and said, "Regardless of whether it is taken seriously or not, being well-prepared will never be a mistake"

People say that those who emerge from such a family possess the appearance of immortals. They may not know whether this statement is accurate, but everyone in Pingcheng knows that the Wang family's seventh son, who arrived in Pingcheng three months ago, is truly a person among the immortals

Unknowingly, Chen Rong truly became infatuated

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly lifted the curtain of the carriage with a swift motion

Chen Rong withdrew her gaze and smiled with satisfaction, "What does it mean? The Wang family has agreed, tomorrow we will set off with them!"

Just as the crowd began to disperse and everyone started to busy themselves, a hurried sound of footsteps approached. It was the doorkeeper, drenched in sweat, who ran over and said to the room where Chen Rong was: "I report to the young lady, the seventh son of the Wang family has arrived"

Until Chen Rong flicked her long sleeves and turned back to the bedroom, everyone was still looking at each other in confusion. After a while, one person asked Ping Niang, "Ping Niang? Is what A Rong said true?"

At this moment, Chen Rong finally turned her head and looked directly at the young man in the carriage

Following the sound of the piano, Chen Rong arrived at the square, where a magnificent carriage was parked. The music was emanating from within the carriage

An old servant looked puzzled at the departing carriage, walked up behind Chen Rong, and said anxiously: "A Rong, what does the Wang family mean by this?"

At this moment, she wore a pair of wooden clogs on her smooth little feet, and her wide purple robe accentuated her skin like jade. On her exquisite face, her eyes sparkled brightly, dispelling much of her youthful innocence.

Wang Jialang's cheerful laughter echoed once more, "Since you are pleased, why do you hastily depart?"

The youth's handsome features are undoubtedly beyond words; what is most important is the serene and mysterious aura reflected in his brows and expression. It is as if he embodies the ice that has remained unmelted on the mountain for a thousand years, radiating a splendid glow in the light of the rising sun, and it is also reminiscent of the water in ancient tales, possessing an exquisite tranquility amidst the swaying willow branches of spring.

At the moment she turned away, the person in the carriage chuckled softly, "The lady has come to see me. Now that she has seen me, why does she avert her gaze?"

The man asked, "What concerns does the lady have?"

Everyone stopped in their tracks, turned around, and stared in astonishment at Chen Rong's room

In his laughter, Chen Rong stepped back, completely unconcerned, and without hesitation, pulled down the carriage curtain, severing the line of sight between him and her

A ray of colorful light shone into her eyes, and in that moment, she involuntarily turned her gaze slightly to the side, avoiding it

Wow

He said this, cleared his throat, and uttered the words, "Let us go." As soon as these words were spoken, the sound of the zither ceased.

In the carriage, the sound of laughter grew even louder. This laughter was like the sound of ice and jade striking each other, extremely clear and refreshing

Until his carriage exited the gate of the residence, he did not disembark from the carriage, nor did he mention to Chen Rong the matter of her accompanying the Wang family.