Yue Ji

Chapter 81

Only Wei Luo heard the unusualness of these words, the phrase 'If anyone deceives me, there is no forgiveness! ' is a stern warning!Also a threat!
Wei Luo's forehead was pressed against the floor, dripping with cold sweat, like her, there were too many words to deceive Jing Ling, so much that both he and she knew it well.

Amidst the commotion of the crowd, Young Master Jingling sat down calmly. He stared at Wei Luo's dark head, waved his hand after a while, and said flatly, "Get back."

"promise."

Wei Luo got up, bowed and took two steps back before turning around and walking towards the banquet.Every movement of her is extremely respectful and honest, so that the rich and powerful who saw it even looked away from her indifferently: she is just a timid child!

Wei Luo returned to the cave, and just as she sat down on her knees, the young sage in the front row turned his head to look at her. He stared at her for a while, and sighed: "My father ordered you not to be a jester? Hey, my husband is my husband. But the road is hard."

On the contrary, a black and thin old man in sackcloth glanced at her appreciatively, and said with a quacking voice: "Fame and wealth should be taken directly, and the sword should be taken! Good!"

Wei Luo forced a smile towards the two of them.

Around her, there are sage swordsmen looking at her.Most of these gazes are appreciative.In particular, some magi would smile and nod to her when they met her gaze.

Among these people, a tall and fat swordsman also nodded to her, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth and said with a smile: "A child has a good father! In the end, there will be fewer treacherous children and grandchildren. Good!"

As soon as these words came out, Wei Luo's reluctant smile couldn't be maintained anymore.

During the following time, Wei Luo kept his head down, keeping his head down obediently and motionless.

The sheng music was wafting, the fragrance was soft and fragrant, and all the nobles were clearly in high spirits.However, after Young Master Jing Ling chatted with everyone for a while, he announced that the banquet was over.

When all the nobles left the banquet, they asked the virgins and boys they liked to go back to continue their joy.

When she came back, Wei Luo was no longer the close servant of Prince Jingling, so she was not qualified to sit in his carriage.Of course, she didn't want to.

Those who came from Jingling were all first-class magi, and there was no place for Wei Luo in their carriage.

In the end, Wei Luo himself requested to sit on the driver's side.

Sitting in the most spacious place, breathing the fresh air outside, Wei Luo's heart gradually became brighter.She squinted her eyes and looked up at the bright moon in the sky, thinking happily: No matter what, I can finally sleep peacefully tonight.

With the sound of wheels rolling and the light of the burning torch, Wei Luo smiled for a while, then involuntarily raised his head to look at Mr. Jingling's carriage driving ahead.

Looking at it, she slowly stopped smiling.

After a while, the motorcade returned to Jingling Mansion. After Wei Luo found a steward and told him about his new appointment, the steward arranged a small wing room in the third-class diner area. There were seven or eight rooms in the wing room, including a bathroom. There is a kitchen, although the kitchen is empty, not even a pottery fragment is seen.

Now she is the deputy internal affairs appointed by Master Jingling himself, therefore, not only are there two servants in the wing room where she lives, but she is also appointed by the steward to take charge of the servants.

That is to say, Wei Luo can intervene in the large area of ​​slaves in the third-class diners area, even though they are already in charge.

After everything was settled, Wei Luo took out the two servants, washed them and lay down on the bed.

She originally thought that she would sleep soundly as soon as she got out of bed, but she didn't expect that she would not be able to fall asleep at all.

That night, she understood many things.Most importantly, she understood the reason for the enmity between her predecessor and son Jingling.

Thinking of this, she shuddered.In the past, she was very optimistic and always comforted herself by saying that Mr. Jingling treated her differently, maybe she had been thinking too much, maybe he would not kill her after knowing her identity.Besides, I have changed a lot in the past three years, and he and his people probably won't remember a little girl who should have died.

However, after tonight, she couldn't be so optimistic.And when the First Princess of Yue Kingdom appeared, maybe she and the people around her would recognize her!

Stretching out his hand to cover his chest, Wei Luo turned his head to the side, looking at the bright moon outside through the screen window.The bright moon is round and round, and the floating clouds are intertwined.Wei Luo couldn't help but sigh softly.

Heartbeat, for her, is really a common thing.Seeing the outstanding, the type of opposite sex that she likes, no matter in the previous life or in this life, she has been moved, many times.

But this kind of heartbeat is only faint, faint, just some kind of emotion containing expectation and shyness.But as soon as she turned around and left for a few days, this kind of faint heartbeat would be forgotten by her.

But this time was different, really different.

Before today, she had had some kind of longing, some kind of dream in this most intense heartbeat in her life.

Today, after learning the reason for the grievance between the two, her heart began to feel cold, but she still couldn't control herself to yearn and dream.

Girlish feelings are always poetry.

After thinking wildly for a while, Wei Luo sat up abruptly.

In the silver light coming in from the screen window, Wei Luo's eyes were piercing, wide open: No!His last words are very unusual!I want to think about it, I will think about it carefully!

In the faint silver light, her almond eyes slowly narrowed.

No matter how tempted she is, she will plan for the worst!She has to think about countermeasures for every step in the future!
After thinking for a while, her mind began to feel dizzy, and she became a little unconscious.Wei Luo jumped down again, took out the wooden sword from his sleeve, and began to practice under the faint moonlight.

Only the sword can calm her mind and soul.Unfortunately, she has never been able to know how strong she is.

Subconsciously, swordsmanship is Wei Luo's last capital for escaping, so she never thought of fighting against the swordsmen under Lord Jingling.She didn't want to give away all of her final cards.

The faint sound of the wind whistled all night, and it wasn't until the early morning that Wei Luo closed his eyes with Yi Yita.

Wei Luo is now a manager-level figure in the mansion, and he has some power.Although this kind of right is only seen by the servants, it is nothing in the eyes of the diners, Wei Luo still gained a lot of freedom.

For breakfast, there is a bowl of corn porridge accompanied by a bowl of green beans, with oil on the green beans, and the oil is shiny.Then you can get a piece of mutton every month.Wei Luo's life now is fundamentally better than before.

After breakfast, she went out to find the original steward, told him that everything was as usual and that she didn't need to pay attention to herself, and then went back to the room.

She had to hurry up and think of a way, even if she couldn't think of a way for a while, practicing the sword could make her feel at ease.For some reason, Mr. Jingling's last sentence last night, "If anyone deceives me, no crime will be forgiven" kept ringing in her mind, and it kept ringing.

If only I could get out!

Since last night, this thought began to occupy Wei Luo's mind.

After practicing the sword for a while, Wei Luo started to step out.Practicing swords can't save the emergency now, she has to try interpersonal communication, maybe she can find a way out of it.

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(End of this chapter)