Yue Ji

Chapter 279 Fiefdom
After Wei Luo left the main hall, he had no strength left in his body.

After wandering around in the Jin Palace for a while, she slowly walked back to the Young Master's Mansion.

It was late at night, and Xintian Street was very quiet, and pedestrians could only be seen occasionally.

Wei Luo came to Hanyuan and sat on the big rock blankly, unable to move for a long time.

She didn't know what to do with her.

After an unknown amount of time, she heard the sound of carriages, the footsteps of swordsmen, and faint voices.

Wei Luo turned around in astonishment, and looked in the direction of the main hall, Jingling had returned.

Did he not stay in the palace, did he also go back to the Prince's Mansion?
Wei Luo looked at the brightly lit main hall for a long time without even moving his eyes.

Time passed bit by bit.

She knew that Jingling must be waiting for her there, and he was waiting for her to go forward and tell him everything about that year.He was waiting for her to confide, to tell him that she had no shadow of being killed that year.She stays by his side now because she loves him, and she has no hatred.

He was waiting for her to confess everything.

As far as Jing Ling is concerned, he should already be suspicious by now. Since she is a concubine and the legendary Yue Gong princess who can't even read a word, how did she become what she is today in just four years?Where did her intelligence and knowledge come from?Where did her behavior that was completely different from that of people at the time come from?What happened to her mother, her father, what happened to her childhood in Yue Palace?

He is waiting for her answer.

But she couldn't answer all of these.

She thought about whether to make up a master.But no, with Jingling's cleverness, after a little investigation, he would be able to know everything she did from the time he robbed and killed her to the time she arrived at Jingling Mansion.

Unless she told him that she was a soul who traveled through time from a later life.Only by telling the truth can everything be explained.

People at this time also believed in the theory of returning the soul from a dead body, and it was also recorded in the records of witches.However, it exists in the world as a terrible, cursed, disaster like a solar eclipse, which means punishment from the heavens when it appears.In the eyes of the people at that time, it was even more terrifying than a solar eclipse.

That's a ghost!A ghost borrows a human body, learns human language, movements, and living habits, and hides among the crowd.

Just thinking about it is terrifying.

This matter, even after 2000, may not be accepted by the world, let alone this barbaric and ancient era where superstition of ghosts and gods retribution?

No, no, absolutely not!
I would rather be misunderstood by him all my life than say it!

No one can afford the consequences.

Wei Luo lowered his head, hugged his arms tightly, and remained motionless.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and behind the footsteps came the voice of a maidservant, "Madam, the Lord has orders." The Lord has orders?
Jingling took the initiative to find me?
Wei Luo was ecstatic, she quickly raised her head, stood up with a bang, rushed a few steps, and looked eagerly at the place where the sound came from outside the courtyard.

At this time, the servant girl said again: "Your Majesty ordered the doctor to diagnose the pulse of the madam."

With the sound of footsteps, two maidservants led a five or sixty-year-old man into the room.

Wei Luo looked behind them blankly.

In the darkness, there was nothingness behind them.

Wei Luo lowered his eyes.

The doctor walked up to her, motioned Wei Luo to sit back on the big rock, and took her pulse.

In a trance, the doctor said a few incomprehensible terms to her in a visceral and yang manner, and then bowed to leave.

Until they walked far away, Wei Luo was still in a trance.

I don't know how long it took.

She stood up numbly, turned around, and walked towards the main hall.

She couldn't explain, nor could she say everything in Qingyue Palace.However, she didn't want to hide like this, and she didn't dare to see him.

The most important thing is that she was very flustered when she couldn't see him.

In a trance, the pale Wei Luo had already arrived outside the main hall.

Outside the main hall, the torches had already been extinguished, and there was only a faint candlelight, which was set off in the bedroom of Jingling.

In such a large bedroom, such a lamp is like a bean, faint and cold, with tiny light.

Wei Luo stood at the bottom of the steps in a daze, looking inside through the screen window.

The inside was indistinct, the voices of people were silent, and there was only a kind of boundless emptiness, and she couldn't see whether the tall figure existed at all.

After hesitating for a while, Wei Luo's cherry lips were unconsciously pressed tight.

She stepped up slowly and pushed open the door.

Several layers of veils fluttered, and a lamp was like a bean, and the tall figure of Jingling could be seen at a glance.He knelt and sat on the table in front of the bed.

With his back facing her, his straight back was extremely cold at this moment.

Wei Luo walked towards him slowly.

She walked very slowly, her footsteps were slightly lighter, but the sound of her footsteps could still be heard clearly in this quiet night.

Slowly, she came to five steps behind him.

Wei Luo looked up at him.

As soon as she raised her head, suddenly, she saw a light tear flashing by!

Wei Luo's face turned pale as paper.

She took two quick steps, then knelt down behind Jing Ling, stretched out her arms, and hugged his waist heavily.

She pressed her face against his back.

Jingling didn't look back.

Wei Luo pressed against him, and she could clearly hear that there was a cloud of stale air and choking in his breathing.

Him, he cried.

Her proud man because she cried.

Suddenly, Wei Luo's heart ached like a twist.

Her eyes were red, and before she knew it, tears had flowed down her face.

At this time, Jingling's deep and hoarse voice came, "Son, tell me what happened back then."

Sure enough, he asked this from the very beginning.

Willow shook his head.

She couldn't say a word, but she was shaking her head desperately with tears streaming down her face.

Jingling turned around slowly.

He stared at her numbly, staring at her with tears running down her face, but she kept shaking her head.

After a while, he said stiffly, "To this day, you still can't say it?"

In the voice, there was already incomparable disappointment and incomparable loneliness.

Wei Luo leaned down, she choked up and sobbed, and replied in a low voice: "I, can't say."

Jing Ling pursed his thin lips, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.He withdrew his gaze, slowly closed his eyes, and said coldly, "Since you can't say anything, why come here? Go back."

Wei Luo kept shaking her head, and she said with a sob: "Jingling, my son loves you like crazy. I can live for you, but I can die for you. Now I am by your side, and I have no second thoughts..." Her words did not After finishing speaking, she couldn't finish speaking.

After she said such a sentence, she slowly got up, stepped back slowly, and slowly, slowly exited the hall.

When the palace door closed with a "squeak", what was blocked was the extremely disappointed and powerless eyes in Jingling's coldness.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a soft sound of clothes being scratched in the air.

Duke Wen appeared in the hall.

He strode towards Jingling, squatted down, took a close look at him, shook his head and sighed: "I heard that Junhou is in great pain, so I came here on purpose."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the opposite side of Jingling and sat down.

This time, Mr. Wen didn't pour the wine for himself, he looked worriedly at the ashen-faced Jingling, and at his red eye sockets.Mr. Wen slammed his dry mouth, and murmured: "It's just a woman, why is it like this!"

Jing Ling closed his eyes and remained motionless.It was as if they didn't even know Mr. Wen was coming.

Duke Wen lowered his head, played with the wine bottles on the table, and sighed: "I already know everything. Such a woman is actually from the Marquis of Yue? I really can't believe it."

Jing Ling slowly opened his eyes.

He stared at the dark place, and said solemnly: "Back then, I personally robbed and killed her..."

He only said these few words.

Mr. Wen also froze.

In the darkness, the two sat facing each other for a long time without speaking.

After a while, Jingling's deep and hoarse voice came slowly, "I once, personally robbed and killed her!"

Mr. Wen frowned, and replied: "Women know the truth. Even if it was her, she would have done the same thing. She would not care about killing her. Otherwise," Mr. Wen only said here, Jing Ling understood the implication behind his words.

That's right, if she cared about what happened back then, she wouldn't fall in love with herself.

Over the years, her affection for him was beyond doubt.

Thinking of this, Jingling smiled bitterly, and murmured: "Back then, the person I killed was actually a child!"

His voice was very soft, with a faint sigh.

As soon as Jingling's voice fell, Mr. Wen's expression darkened.

He stared at Jingling, and shouted in a low voice: "Why is Junhou so obsessed?" Wen Gong stared at a pair of yellow eyes, and said angrily: "This woman has kept concealing things until now, and she has not said anything in detail! How about Junhou?" where?"

Jing Ling's thin lips were tightly pressed.

Mr. Wen leaned his upper body slightly, he stared at Jingling, and said word by word: "Conceal the origin of your life first, and force the lord to spoil her alone! The lord is a dignified husband, let her be so arrogant?"

Jing Ling pursed his thin lips again.

Seeing this, Mr. Wen sighed, "The way of husband and wife is the norm of human relations. How can a dignified husband let a woman play with his hands? Can a dignified gentleman be so gentle?"

This sentence is already a pity, and it is already hated for indisputable!
After a while, Jingling said in a low voice, "It's late at night, please come back."

When Wen Gong heard the words, he let out another long sigh.He stood up, crossed his hands towards Jingling, turned around and strode away.

Jingling remained motionless.

This night, he has been sitting like this, sitting so motionless.

Every half an hour, the maidservants would sneak in and put on another candle.

And Jingling's posture has never changed.

I don't know how long it took until a red sun rose in the east, and he breathed out a low breath of foul air, and the voice came out faintly, "Calm down."

Wei Luo didn't sleep all night.

She has been sitting on the boulder, hugging her knees, motionless.

After an unknown amount of time, she heard footsteps, and then several people stopped in front of her.Then, she heard a voice say: "Your Majesty has an order, Madam retreated from Qin and Chu's army. She has made great achievements, and she is sealed with a guard city! Madam, please be granted the title!"

Then, there was a sound of Sixi Suosuo, and an animal skin was placed in front of her. The voice said: "The original name of this city is Man, but now it is changed to Wei. Madam, please read it!"

It wasn't until these people left that Wei Luo, who had been in a trance, became slightly sober.She lowered her head and looked at the map.

Did she just give her a piece of land in such a low-key way without disturbing anyone?It is still a fertile land in the central hinterland.Well, based on her merits, this reward is not thin at all, not only not thin, but quite generous.

Suddenly, Wei Luo's heart and lungs were in pain, his eyes went dark, he almost suffocated, and passed out!
He, he calculated so clearly, did he give up on himself?He, he finally couldn't stand himself, finally didn't want himself?

(End of this chapter)