The footsteps faded away, the lanterns fluttered, and everything gradually turned quiet.

After Gongzi Jingling waved everyone away, he didn't leave, just sat quietly on the collapse, his chin in his left hand, and looked sideways to think about something. His handsome face looked half-light and half-dark from this angle, as if it were a sculpture from ancient times.

Wei Luo glanced at him, lowered his head, and stepped back with the three diners.

She had only taken five or six steps back, and suddenly, the deep magnetic voice of the prince of Jingling came, "Wei Luo? ”

Wei Luo was stunned, she looked up and blinked at Gongzi Jingling, not understanding why he called herself. But he didn't look back, and Wei Luo looked at it in vain.

She bowed her head and whispered, "Yes." ”

While responding, she walked in small steps towards the silent Jingling Gongzi.

She kept coming to Jingling's side, looked at him carefully, and saw that Jingling Gongzi did not speak, nor did he signal, Wei Luo flattened his mouth, a little at a loss.

At this moment, Jingling Gongzi said in a low voice: "Kneel." ”

Yes?

Wei Luo was taken aback.

She stared wide-eyed and looked at Jingling Gongzi stupidly, of course, from her angle, she could only see half of his side face with a silhouette like a mountain ridge, still in the dark, and she couldn't see any expression clearly.

Wei Luo hesitated, slowly knelt down on his knees, lowered his head, arched his ass high, and knelt like a pig again. Wei Luo looked at the cracks in the bluestone slab ground, and thought hatefully: I hate kneeling! I hate this pose!

At this time, there was a warm feeling on her head.

But it was Jingling Gongzi who reached out and stroked her hair.

Wei Luo is stupid, really stupid.

She stared blankly at the ground, not daring to move. The warmth and strength of that hand came from his scalp, Wei Luo wanted to put his head on top of it to verify if he was delusional: why would Gongzi Jingling put his hand on his head? Oh my God, he's not just letting go, he's touching.

Yes, Jingling Gongzi's hand was gently stroking, the action was gentle and natural, as if stroking a dog's hair. Wei Luo grinded his teeth, very helpless about his transformation from a pig to a dog.

Gongzi Jingling stroked her hair, and opened his mouth in a low and deep voice, "Very intelligent." Yet, Wei Luo, who are you? ”

Wei Luo's small body stiffened.

Why did he ask this again?

Panic and suspicion and uneasiness came like a tidal wave. Wei Luo's lips trembled, and he suddenly felt that his surroundings had become extremely quiet!

She had a white face, her mind turned quickly, and she blurted out, her voice was crisp, "The villain is the more good at people, no brothers, his father died early, his family has a collection of thousands of books, he inherited his mother's teaching, and his mother once said that the ancestors came to defend themselves against Yigong." A year and a half ago, my mother died. The villain went out with the caravan, but unexpectedly encountered bandits, lost all his property, and almost became a slave. Fortunately, the villain was witty and was able to escape. Later, when he met the Meiji convoy, he asked for entry in the middle of the night and had to collect 。。。。。。 ”

These words were the original words she had spoken in the carriage, and they were not bad word for word. Because Wei Luo deliberately memorized these words silently several times. She was going to ask about herself in the future, so she replied like this, so that she could ensure that she was worthy of what she told the prince of Jingling.

Wei Luo spoke very smoothly, very smoothly, but as she spoke, her voice became lower and lower, lower and lower. Because she clearly felt that there was a gaze above her head that was coldly pressing, staring searingly! That gaze made the air freeze, her vest began to cold, and she was really scared.

However, Wei Luo is Wei Luo after all, and she insisted on reciting this sentence word for word. Even though the sound is getting lower and lower.

When she had finished her back, she threw herself on the floor with her tall body - an invisible coercion enveloped her heavily, like a thousand pounds, and she was really overwhelmed.

Silent.

Be quiet!

There was no sound in the hall.

I don't know how long it took, a slender white hand reached out, and then, the middle finger of that hand stretched out, hooking her chin.

The white and slender fingers touched her skin, and immediately, Wei Luo shivered, she wasn't cold, she just, but for some reason, she felt a little uncomfortable. No, it's very uncomfortable, her little face is gradually heating up, and her heart is starting to beat again.

Wei Luo blinked, eager to complain. But of course she didn't dare.

She had a sensation, a very subtle feeling. It was as if with the arrival of this finger, the whole air, in the breath, began to fill the air with the breath of its owner again. Just like last night!

Thinking of this, Wei Luo's face turned even redder, fortunately, the disguise on her face was really thickly painted, as long as it was not red to the tips of her ears, she would not be seen by outsiders at all.

At this time, the finger that hooked her chin was slightly forced, forcing her to raise her head.

Wei Luo raised her head and looked at the eyes of Jingling Gongzi as dark as the starry sky, and when she looked at each other, she grinned and smiled.

Gongzi Jingling stared at her quietly, staring at him for a moment, staring at her smile until the cold sweat of her vest began to break out again, he opened his thin lips slightly, and said lightly: "Bold but one day is better than one day?" ”

How should we react to this sentence?

Before Wei Luo could figure it out, Gongzi Jingling had already stretched out his hand. He stretched out his hand and patted Wei Luo's little face, the movement was very gentle, graceful and natural. Patting her black little face, Gongzi Jingling said quietly: "Attendant." ”

With that, he collapsed and turned around.

Wei Luo hurriedly got up from the ground and followed him with a fart. When he walked out of the main hall and came to the darkness in the square, Wei Luo's little face finally became bitter: why did he behave so strangely? He, he really doubted me! What should I do, should I get out of the house right away?

Escaping from the mansion is not a good idea, not only because she can't survive outside alone, but also because she has never felt the killing intent of Prince Jingling. Even though he was suspicious of himself, he had no malice. It was a feeling that had been firmly in her mind since she woke up. Wei Luo unconsciously was no longer so afraid of Jingling Gongzi. If she really wants to say that she is afraid, she is just afraid of her strong, uncontrollable heartbeat.

Wei Luo walked behind him, and the sky was shining with a bright moon, and inadvertently, the two figures, one tall and one small, one large and one thin, overlapped together, completely overlapping, as if they were originally one person. Looking at the overlapping figures, Wei Luo found that his heartbeat was a little faster.

The spring breeze blew through the trees, making the leaves rattle. I don't know why, the spring breeze that should have been cool blew on her body, which added a bit of dryness, and her heart also warmed up.

Unconsciously, Wei Luo licked his lips. She lowered her eyes and took a few steps until her shadow no longer overlapped his, and she did not stop.

A leaf fell leisurely, and it floated onto Wei Luo's instep, and Wei Luo kicked it with a small foot and shook it off. As soon as this action was made, the man in front of him turned his head to look at her, and he looked deeply, his dark eyes as deep as the sea.

He stared deeply at Wei Luo for a moment, did not speak, turned his head and continued to walk.

Wei Luo followed closely behind him, and seeing the bedroom of the prince of Jingling appear in the field of vision, her heart suddenly jumped twice: If he calls me Kuanyi again tonight, what kind of excuse can I find to refuse?