In this era, there are very few literate people, and even fewer people have wisdom, and those who have wisdom rarely show wisdom in personal demeanor. Therefore, it was rare to see someone with a bit of humor like Wei Luo. If it weren't really rare, Tai Shi Gong would not have opened a separate biography for a few comics.

In the laughter, everyone looked at Wei Luo differently, the nobles exchanged their heads and commented on her, and the high-ranking nobles sitting in front of them also looked at her with their eyes.

After a while, a noble man waved his hand and said to the fat principal: "This is good! Keep it. ”

The person in charge hurriedly responded: "Yes." ”

In response, he waved his hand and motioned for Wei Luo to stand aside.

Wei Luo didn't breathe a sigh of relief until then, and as soon as she lifted her foot, she felt a sense of weakness, and took a deep breath to make herself walk to the side steadily. It wasn't until she stood up that she realized she was sweating.

Since arriving in this world, Wei Luo found that his sweat glands were particularly developed, and he was frightened countless times. She was a little suspicious that if she continued like this, her heart would be as strong as those butchers who kill pigs without blinking.

As soon as Wei Luo retreated, it was dealt with by the miscellaneous servants. There are not many nobles who are such strong men, but a few sergeants came to take them all away, and they were ready to be sent to the battlefield.

After the handymen dealt with it, it was the remaining virgin girls and men, and none of the nobles were interested, and finally the fat master waved his hand and let people take it down. Wei Luo's ears were at the tip, and he heard his muttering, "I will raise it for a few days and sell it to merchants." ”

Unconsciously, Wei Luo was the only one left in the field.

In fact, Wei Luo is a little strange, he is just laughing at himself, just come and ask for it, can he be so embarrassed?

She lowered her head and listened very carefully, and at last, a faint voice came, "This is very good! Why don't you offer the prince and marquis to laugh? ”

Give it to the Marquis of Jin? When his riddler? Wei Luo couldn't help frowning, thinking carefully about the pros and cons of this matter.

At this moment, a female voice sounded hoarse and slightly shrill in a hoarse voice, like a blade scraping on a stone, "This child belongs to me." ”

As soon as the female voice came out, everyone turned their heads in unison.

Wei Luo also raised his head to look at the person who spoke.

This is an extremely obese woman, but she is only one meter five tall, and Wei Luo is estimated to be no less than one hundred and sixty pounds when she looks at the volume of the mountain of meat.

Generally speaking, obese people will look like a Buddha and will be born with a kind eyebrow and good purpose. But this woman was different, on her fat face, there was a pair of small, only one line of small eyes, and when those small eyes looked at Wei Luo, they made her shiver for some reason.

Moreover, the woman was so fat, but her lips were extremely thin, almost not upper, and the lips that did not speak only had a line, which brought people a strong anger and viciousness.

Wei Luo only glanced at it, and felt very uneasy in his heart.

She hurriedly turned her eyes to look at everyone, and at this look, she found that all the nobles were silent, and those nobles who were quite kind to her just now were even more sympathetic and pitiful to her.

Wei Luo's heart sank.

After the woman said that, she turned her head to look at the fat chief behind Wei Luo. When Wei Luo saw that he was about to open his mouth to agree, his heart tightened, and he couldn't take so many steps forward, and smiled at the woman, ready to speak.

As soon as her mouth opened, the woman swept towards Wei Luo in a sinister manner, causing her to shrink when the words came to her lips.

The woman stared at Wei Luo like a pig and a dog, grinned, and said sharply: "Xiao'er, Princess Jiang and I have rules. The first is that you can't speak out without my permission. Speaking of this, she stared at Wei Luo's small body and said gloomily, "Concubine Pingsheng is most disgusted with a proud smile, I don't know the noble and lowly!" ”

She showed Wei Luo her undisguised disgust and hatred.

Wei Luo was shocked.

She looked at Princess He Jiang blankly, her mind racing.

He Princess Jiang continued to scream: "For a lowly person like you, it is really a blessing of heaven to be able to enter my mansion. From this day forward, you need to please me at all times. When I make you speak, you need to speak to make me laugh. ”

Wei Luo's face turned pale, and he had been forbearing, and his honest expression finally showed a little anger.

Princess Jiang couldn't help but be excited when she saw her and was about to get up indignantly and walk away. Her tall and fat nose began to stir, and she stretched out her thick red tongue and licked her lips, as if the Wei Luo she was facing was a good meal, a good meal that was about to start.

She was so excited that she wanted Wei Luo to be angry right away. Wei Luo was startled, and his slightly blue face slowly eased.

Princess He Jiang was obviously more interested in her being able to control herself, she squinted her small eyes, which were already only a line, stared at Wei Luo like a snake through the layers of meat, and said, "When the concubine is not there, you can also make wine vessels." ”

As soon as the word 'wine vessel' came out, the nobles in front of and behind her showed expressions of disgust. When Wei Luo was still wondering, Princess Jiang and Princess Jiang had already added with great interest: "Slaves who commit crimes, concubines like to peel off their heads to prepare wine vessels!"

Children have to be careful. ”

Using human heads to make wine vessels?

Make a drinking vessel out of a human head!

Suddenly, Wei Luo understood, understood.

She gritted her teeth and took two deep breaths, her brain running at the same speed it had before. Obviously, when he arrived in this so-called mansion with Princess Jiang, he had only a dead end.

She had to think of a way to save herself, she had to think of it right away, right away!

Just when Wei Luo was anxious and panicked, the fat principal had already crossed his hands and sneered: "Good! ”

"Wait—"

Before his good words came out, Wei Luo had already shouted loudly. She stepped forward again, in the blazing torches, quietly stared at Princess Hejiang, raised her voice, crossed her hands, and said loudly: "Princess Huiyu, the villain is really a person from the palace of the prince of Jingling, before coming here, he was just set up as a personal servant. Nai was killed by a thief because of a small mistake and got involved in the Meihime affair. ”

She said this loudly and without spitting out a breath, grinning with white teeth, "For the sake of the princess, if you want the villain to enter the mansion, you have to have a prophet to meet the son." ”

Wei Luo said loudly and reasonably. She knew that when she arrived at Princess Hejiang's mansion, it was better to live than to die, and now only Gongzi Jingling was the straw she could grasp, and she had no other way, even if she died, she would have to be a bo.

Wei Luo spit out a word, and his eyes narrowed again with Princess Jiang, and the eyes that were almost invisible shot out of a yin and yin green light.

Wei Luo looked at her without giving in, and did not move.

After a stalemate for a while, he and Princess Jiang suddenly raised their heads and laughed.

Her laughter was hoarse and hoarse, like a knife scraping a stone wall, and like a broken gong beating, which was really ugly.

But what made Wei Luo panic was that there was a smug and funny thing hidden in her laughter.

Laughing with Princess Jiang, in the huge square, in addition to her laughter, there is only the sound of the wind and the sound of torches burning. At this time, everyone looked at Wei Luo as if they were looking at a dead person.

Wei Luo's heart really sank.

After laughing with Princess Jiang for a while, she slowly suppressed her smile, she fanned her nose, and said slowly: "Who is Jingling?" If anyone dares to enter his house and take you, you must have been rejected by him. The child has such a big burden, dare to scold me with Jingling? ”

As she said this, she stretched out her fat red tongue and licked her lips, looking at Wei Luo's eyes with a kind of smug excitement.

In the eyes of Wei Luo, whose face was gray and desperate, she quacked and said, "Xiao'er is so afraid of me? Very good, very good! ”

"Someone!"

"No—"

"Lock this place in the house."

"No."

From the dark corner, two swordsmen emerged, and they strode towards Wei Luo.

Wei Luo's hand tightly pressed the wooden sword in her sleeve, she took a deep breath, and secretly thought: Such a person will not give me a second chance, I better kill myself!

Her hand holding the hilt of the wooden sword had been steady, steady, steady from the end.

In the blink of an eye, two swordsmen walked up to Wei Luo, and they simultaneously reached out and grabbed her shoulder.

And Princess Jiang's viper-like eyes were excited to the extreme. She kept licking her lips with her fat red tongue.

Wei Luo's breathing slowed, and she slowly pulled out the wooden sword in her sleeve pocket.

Just when everything was quiet and everyone was silent anymore, a loud singing voice suddenly broke the night sky, "Jingling Gongzi has arrived-"

The son of Hanling has arrived!

Wei Luo turned his head to look at a carriage that was slowly moving into the square, and for a moment.

She never knew that one day she would be so eager for someone to come!

She never imagined that when she heard the name of the prince of Jingling for a moment, she would be so moved, so happy, and so expectant.