Historical time and space

This sky-high anger soared, and it immediately rushed Wei Luo's dizzy brain. Finally, she found a glimmer of clarity.

At this time, her waist tightened again, and then her chin was turned by a slender hand, and she could only hear Jingling's low laughter, "Fragrant lips and wine, foaming each other?" Good! ”

As he spoke, he actually raised his head and took a sip of wine, and lowered his head to cover her little mouth!

Han Ling's thin lips tightened more and more, and when a small sound of agitation and laughter began to be heard among the nobles, suddenly, Wei Luo's body slipped!

She slipped this time, and used five points of strength!

Now she is not Wuxia Ameng, this force actually bounced away the big hand that Jingling hugged his waist.

Only a "bang" was heard, and after Wei Luo flicked Jing Ling's hand away, the whole person slipped and retreated from his knees. She didn't wait for Jingling's reaction, her footsteps retreated slightly, and the whole person knelt down, kneeling in front of Jingling's feet and trembling in the way of throwing her five bodies to the ground.

Wei Luo's move was beyond everyone's expectations. For a while, all the nobles who were waiting to see the show were shocked, and they all looked up at Jingling. And the nobles who were noisy behind them, their voices became smaller and quieter, and they all turned their heads to look.

Jing Ling faintly and quietly stared at Wei Luo who was kneeling on the ground, and there was even a smile on his profound and handsome face: He must have a trick to use in this little boy.

He tilted his head slightly, put his hands between his knees, leaned forward, stared at the back of Wei Luo's black head, and smiled lazily. ”

He's saying, you've trembled and trembling enough, it's okay. As soon as he said this, the nobles in the front row who could hear it all widened their eyes, looked stunned, and puzzled.

Wei Luo, who was kneeling on the ground, ignored this sentence. She still pressed her forehead to the floor. After biting his lip secretly, Wei Luo trembled his voice and said in an extremely honest and uneasy tone, Luo had a dream of his father last night. ”

As soon as she said these few words, everyone's faces became solemn. Jing Ling's eyebrows jumped, staring at her coldly, and a dangerous flame burned in his eyes.

Wei Luo's sentence mentions his father, which is not an ordinary word. The heaviest person at that time, ranked more important than life and the future of the family, is the ancestral sacrifice.

It was a very strong belief, very strong, and it has been going on to this day. Most of the Chinese are "worship when you see God, and enter when you see temple", and the Lord and God, which are cherished in the eyes of Westerners Chinese, are a thing that "believes in it, and does not believe in it".

However, the seemingly casual and disrespectful Chinese have a general belief in their minds, and that belief is this: ancestors!

Therefore, Wei Luo's use of the word 'father' is a very serious and well-considered move.

Wei Luo still pressed his forehead against the floor, and said in a trembling voice My father scolded me, saying that wealth and power should be sought in the straight, wise, and sword! How can you do the things of courtiers as mere people? ”

Although Wei Luo's voice trembled, the volume was not small. The nobles who were looking for pleasure had all quieted down unconsciously. In this hall with excellent echoes, Wei Luo's trills resounded loudly.

Under Jingling's tight gaze, Wei Luo raised his head and knocked again, saying "Please call the shots!" ”

Her words are so clear, she has said that she can't do things like courtiers with her body, and she still has to be the master?

At that moment, all the nobles looked at Jingling.

Their eyes are very indifferent: just a delicate boy with good eyes! He did not want it, but forsaken it. Are there fewer boys in the world who are willing to serve Hou Jingling?

The crowd was calm and disapproving. Just waited for Jingling to respond.

Jing Ling still put his hands on his knees, maintaining a slightly forward posture and staring at Wei Luo.

The anger just now was just a flash in his eyes. Before anyone could see it, he put it away. At this time, he still had a faint, smiling smile on his face.

He stared at Wei Luo deeply, and only after a long time did he slowly say and come closer! ”

。。。。。。 "No."

Wei Luo took two steps on his knees and slowly came to his side.

Suddenly, a slender hand reached out and hooked her chin.

Wei Luo looked up.

Even when she raised her head, her eyes drooped slightly, her long eyelashes were fluttering there, and her pale lips fully expressed that her master was really nervous.

In fact, she didn't dare to look at Jingling at all, she was afraid.

Jing Ling hooked her chin and stared at her face up close, slowly, slowly, his face close to Wei Luo.

When the breath he exhaled seeped into Wei Luo's ear piercing, he spoke, his voice was very light and peaceful, "The person who hides his head and covers his face dares to talk about the 'ancestor'?" ”

He said this very ordinarily, very ordinarily. I can't hear the slightest bit of anger, and there is no slightest bit of wrongness.

However, Wei Luo, who was hooked by his fingers, was white, and she unconsciously bit her lip tightly.

She slowly raised her eyes and looked at Jingling.

These black jade eyes were pearlescent, full of begging, begging.

Wei Luo looked at Jingling with a pale face, and after his lips trembled for a long time, he said, "If you enter the hands of the king, I hope you have mercy!" ”

As soon as she finished saying this, she faintly felt a little familiar.

This sentence was once said by a fragile woman in the face of a bullying evil man!

At this moment, Wei Luozhu burst into tears and said these eight words tremblingly, because she really felt his murderous intention!

She sensed that his patience was running out. He used to think it was interesting, and besides, as far as he was concerned, there were many beauties in the world, and he didn't care whether Wei Luo's true face was beautiful or delicate. He just likes to tease her.

However, there is a murderous aura in the words he is saying now, a murderous aura that comes from the depths.

After Wei Luo said these eight words, his lips trembled vigorously, Mo Yu's eyes were full of tears, and his little face was as white as paper, but he couldn't say a word.

Jing Ling stared at her tightly, staring closely, not for a moment.

After a while, as soon as he let go of his hand, Shi Shiran stood up, looked down at her and said lightly, Don't you want to be a courtier? Also available. ”

Although his voice was faint, it was different from the whisper just now, and all the nobles could hear it.

This was the expected answer of the nobles, and no one was surprised.

Jing Ling stared at Wei Luo, who was kneeling on the ground again, and his magnetic deep voice slowly sounded in the main hall, "I think you are virtuous, and you can temporarily take the position of deputy internal affairs." ”

When he said this, his voice was cold, his eyes were heavy, and in his staring, Wei Luo's small body involuntarily and effortfully fell to the floor, almost becoming a flat body.

After staring at her for a moment, he snorted softly, and said in a tone that seemed to be an understatement, if you deceive me, you will not be forgiven! ”

There was a murderous aura in this voice, and anyone could hear it.

There are still no nobles who care, because they not only accept their words, but also punish them for their good words, and give both grace and power, which is also the way of the nobles. Although it is not used for noble magi, it is normal for people like Moyan who have had a humble experience.

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