After Wei Luo left the main hall, he no longer had any strength in his body.

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

It was night, and San Tin Street was quiet, and pedestrians could only be seen occasionally.

Wei Luo came to the cold garden and sat on the big stone in a daze, unable to move for half a day.

She didn't know what she was going to do.

She didn't know how long it was, but she heard the sound of carriages, the footsteps of the swordsmen, and the faint sound of talking.

Wei Luo turned his head in amazement and looked in the direction of the main hall, Jingling came back.

Didn't he stay in the palace and go back to the prince's mansion?

Wei Luo looked at the brightly lit main hall for a long time, and he didn't even move his eyes.

Time passed bit by bit. Overspeeding – magically

She knew that Jingling must be waiting for her there, and he was waiting for her to come forward and tell him everything that had happened back then. He was waiting for her to confide in him, to tell him that she had no shadow of what she had been killed. She stays with him now because she loves him, and she doesn't hate.

He was waiting for her to cut it.

For Jing Ling, he should have doubted it now, since she is a concubine and the legendary princess of Yuegong who doesn't even know the prison, then in just four years, how did she become the intelligence and insight she is like today, where did her behavior come from, and where did she come from? What was going on with her mother, what was going on with her father, what was going on with her childhood in the Yue Palace

He was waiting for her answer.

But she couldn't answer all of this.

She wondered if she should make up a master. But no, with Jingling's cleverness, he could know everything she had done from the time he robbed her to the time she arrived at Jingling Mansion after a little investigation.

Unless she tells him that she is a soul who has traveled through the afterlife. Only by telling the truth can everything be explained.

The resurrection of the soul by the corpse was also believed by people at this time, and it was also found in the records of the shamans. However, it exists as a terrible, cursed, heavenly punishment when it appears, a terrible calamity like a solar eclipse. In the eyes of the contemporaries, it was even more terrifying than a solar eclipse.

That's a ghost, a ghost, borrowing a human body, learning human language, movements, and living habits, lurking in the crowd.

Just thinking about this is terrifying, terrifying.

This thing, even after 2,000 years, may not be accepted by the world, let alone the current era of savage and ancient, superstitious ghosts and gods retribution

No, no, absolutely can't say!

It is better to be misunderstood by him all his life than to say!

No one can afford to do that.

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

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and behind the footsteps, there was the voice of a maidservant, "Madam, the prince has an order." "The prince has an order?

Jingling took the initiative to find me

Wei Luo was ecstatic, she quickly raised her head, stood up with a thud, rushed a few steps, and looked at the place where the voice came from outside the courtyard.

At this time, the maid said, "The prince ordered the doctor to check the pulse of the lady."

There was a sound of footsteps, and two ticks led an old man in his fifties and sixties in.

Wei Luo stared behind them in a daze

In the darkness, there was silence behind them.

Wei Luo lowered his eyes.

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

In a trance, the doctor said a few words of incomprehensible terms to her in a yin, yang, dirty and angry manner, and bowed down to leave.

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

I don't know how long it has been.

She stood up abruptly, turned around, and walked in the direction of the main hall.

She couldn't explain, and she couldn't explain everything in the Yue Palace. However, she didn't want to hide like this, and she didn't dare to see him.

The main thing is that she can't see him, and she is very panicked.

In a trance, Wei Luo, who was pale, had already come to the outside of the main hall.

Outside the main hall, the torches have long been extinguished, and there is only a faint candlelight, which is set off in the sleeping palace of Jingling.

Such a large dormitory, such a light like a bean, faint and cold, and the light is small.

Wei Luo stood at the foot of the stairs in a daze, looking through the screen window.

There was a faint inside, the voices were silent, only a boundless cold air came, and she couldn't see whether the tall figure existed at all. Overspeeding – magically

After hesitating for a long time, Wei Luo's cherry lips were unconsciously pursed.

She walked slowly and pushed the door open. Several layers of veils are fluttering, a lamp is like a bean, and the tall figure of Jingling can be seen at a glance. And he sat down on his knees on the table before the bed.

His back was facing her, his back was straight, and at this moment, he was extremely cold.

Wei Luo slowly walked towards him.

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

Slowly, she came five steps behind him.

Wei Luo looked up at him.

It was like this when she looked up, and suddenly, she saw a shallow tear flashing!

Wei Luo's face turned pale as paper.

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

She pressed her face against his back.

Jingling didn't look back.

Wei Luo was close to him, and she could clearly hear that his breath was carrying a wisp of turbidity, a wisp of choked.

He, he cried.

Her proud man, because she cried.

Suddenly, Wei Luo's heart ached.

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

At this time, Jingling's low and hoarse voice came, "Xiao'er, tell me what happened back then." ”

Sure enough, as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked about this. Wei Luo shook his head.

She couldn't say a word, just tears flew and she shook her head desperately.

Jingling turned his head slowly.

He stared blankly at her, staring at her with tears streaming down his face, but constantly shaking his head.

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

In the voice, I have given up the incomparable disappointment and incomparable loneliness.

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

Jingling pursed his thin lips, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. He withdrew his gaze, slowly closed his eyes, and said coldly, "If you can't say it, why do you want to come?" Retreat. ”

Wei Luo kept shaking her head, and she choked up and said, "Jingling, the child is crazy about you." You can live, you can die. Now on the side of the king, there is no second heart...... "Her words are not finished, she can't finish them."

After she said such a sentence, she slowly got up, slowly stepped back, slowly, slowly withdrew from the outside of the temple.

When the door of the hall closed with a "squeak", what was blocked was Jingling Muran's cold, extremely disappointed, and weak eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a sound of a gentle rippling of clothes. Wen Gong appeared in the temple.

He strode towards Jingling, squatted down, and after getting closer to him for a few looks, he shook his head and sighed: "Wen Junhou is deeply distressed and came here on purpose.

With that, he walked to the opposite side of Jingling and sat down.

This time, Wen Gong didn't pour wine for himself, he looked at Jing Ling, who was pale and gray, worriedly, and looked at his red eyes. Wen Gong smashed his dry mouth and muttered, "It's just a woman, why is it like this!"

Jing Ling closed his eyes and remained motionless. It seems that he didn't know that Wengong was coming.

Wen Gong lowered his head, played with a few wines, and sighed: "I know everything. How did such a woman come out of the waiting? I can't believe it. ”

Jing Ling slowly opened his eyes.

He stared at the darkness and said in a deep voice: "Back then, I personally robbed and killed her......"

That's all he said.

Wen Gong also froze.

In the darkness, the two sat opposite each other, and for a long time, they did not speak.

After a while, Jingling 1's hoarse voice came slowly, "I have personally robbed and killed her!" Wen Gong frowned and replied: "The woman knows the reason, and even if she was replaced, she would do the same." She will not care if she kills her. Otherwise," Wen Gong only said this, and the meaning of his words was understood by Jingling in his heart.

Yes, if she cared about the things back then, she wouldn't have fallen in love with herself.

Over the years, her affection for herself is indeed beyond doubt.

Thinking of this, Jing Ling smiled bitterly, and he muttered: "Back then, the person I killed was actually a child!" Overspeeding – magically

His voice was soft, soft, with a faint sigh.

As soon as Jingling's voice fell, Wen Gong's face suddenly sank.

He stared at Jingling and shouted in a low voice: "How can the prince be so obsessed" Wen Gong stared at a pair of yellow and cloudy eyes, and said angrily: "This woman has repeatedly concealed it, and until now, she is also unknown!" How did the prince deal with it? ”

Jing Ling's thin lips were pursed and tight.

Wen Gong's upper body leaned slightly, he pinched Jingling, and said word by word: "Conceal your life history in the front, and force the prince to favor her alone!" A marquis's husband, did he let her be so arrogant? ”

Jing Ling pursed his thin lips again.

Seeing this, Wen Gong sighed, "The way of husband and wife is the norm of humanity." A dignified husband, how can he allow a dignified prince to be so gentle as someone playing with the prince in his hands? ”

This sentence is already a pity, and it is already hated!

After a while, Jingling said in a low voice: "Late at night, go back."

When Wen Gong heard this, he let out another long sigh. He stood up, crossed his hand towards Jingling, turned and strode away.

Jingling remained motionless.

All night, he sat like this, sat motionless.

Every half hour passed, the maidservants crept 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, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his voice came out ethereally, "It's cold." ”

Wei Luo didn't sleep all night.

She had been sitting on the big rock, clasping her knees, motionless.

After some time, she heard the sound of footsteps, and then several people stopped in front of her. Then, she heard a voice say: "The prince has an order, and the lady has retreated to the army of Qin and Chu, and she has made great contributions, and she is specially sealed with the acropolis!" Please be enthroned!"

Then, there was a sound of Sissiso, and a hide was placed in front of her, and the voice said, "This city was originally full of names, but now it is guarded." Madame, please read!"

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

It's so low-key, and it doesn't alarm anyone, and it gives her a fief, or it's a fertile place in the central hinterland. Well, with her credit, this reward is not thin, not only is it not thin, but it is quite rich.

Suddenly, Wei Ge was in pain in his heart and lungs, his eyes were dark, and he almost suffocated and fainted!

He, he is so clear, has he given up on himself? He, he finally couldn't stand himself, finally didn't want himself.