Chapter 114

Wei Luo who became a slave

Wei Luo walked out of the courtyard gate slowly, she lowered her head and walked straight in the direction of the main courtyard.

The news had apparently come out, and from time to time someone was pointing at her. From the words of these people, it can be heard that they already know that Wei Luo has been demoted from a wise man to a slave by Gongzi because of the suspicion of being a spy.

After becoming a Magi, Wei Luo walked very casually, because no one dared to do anything to her except Childe. Now that she's a slave, she's going to have to be careful. As a slave, any wise man and swordsman has the right to kill her.

Although the servants and swordsmen looked at Wei Luo one after another, they still kept a certain distance. Because, although Wei Luo has become a slave, he is still a person next to Gongzi.

After a while, Wei Luo came to the main courtyard.

In order not to be humiliated, she first returned to the first steward and took two sets of sackcloth and straw sandals to change into for herself. Then, he walked slowly towards the study of the prince of Jingling.

When she came outside the study, it was very quiet, and all the swordsmen kept their faces silent. Wei Luo slowly came to the side room outside the study next to the wall, and then, quietly followed the corner of the wall to the side behind him, picked a corner, and stood with all the maids and maids.

Through the shaking gauze curtain, it can be seen that the prince of Jingling is buried in the bamboo slip mountain, while looking through the bamboo slips, while holding a pen rustling and writing something.

From Wei Luo's point of view, his handsome face was calm, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his expression was cold and serious, just like he was usual, and he couldn't see the slightest clue.

Wei Luo just glanced at it, and then quickly lowered his head.

I don't know how long it took, a diner strode in, he crossed his hands to the prince of Jingling, and said loudly: "Childe, Prince Qin and the two Qin Ji are already waiting outside the courtyard. ”

Gongzi Jingling slowly put away the bamboo slips, looked up at the diner, and said, "I don't see it." ”

"No,"

The diner answered and withdrew.

Jingling Gongzi picked up another bamboo slip and wrote it rustlingly.

This day, he has been busy and busy. He was busy, and the maids didn't dare to move.

It wasn't until late evening that he walked out of the study.

Wei Luo and his maidservants followed him.

Wei Luo stood for a long time, didn't eat, and was hungry, but after all, she was a kung fu person, and she could completely hold on to this discomfort.

After a round outside, he went back to his study and continued his work.

This work is until late at night. During this period, Wei Luo and the others did not eat.

It was late at night.

Gongzi Jingling put down the bamboo slips and began to get up and walk to the bedroom.

Wei Luo and the maidservants followed him in the same way, following in unison.

This night, until Jingling fell asleep, Wei Luo found a corner in the side hall, spread it on the floor with an empty stomach, and slept improvisely.

Because, the side hall is dedicated to the maids and maids to sleep peacefully, and people are already asleep, and Wei Luo, a slave who was suddenly added, should find a place to sleep by himself.

The next day, it was still like this, after Wei Luo ate a little food made of chaff and black grass roots, he kept standing beside Gongzi Jingling, watching him work.

From beginning to end, Gongzi Jingling didn't look at her, not even at all.

After a few days like this, gradually, more and more servants and swordsmen discovered that although Gongzi Jingling kept Wei Luo by his side, he was obviously cold to him.

With this discovery, the eyes that stared at Wei Luo became more and more complicated.

On this day, the prince of Jingling decided to attend a banquet.

In this banquet, Prince Yan of Qin, who has been held hostage in Xintian, and Princess Qin, who has been accepted as a concubine by the two Jin princes, will also attend.

Since the prince of Jingling defeated Qin and returned to China, whether it is the marquis of Qin or the prince of Qin, they have repeatedly asked the marquis of Jin to allow the prince of Qin to return to China, but it has been half a month, and they have not received a reply from the prince of Jingling. At this critical time, there was an assassin of the Qin State who assassinated the prince of Jingling, which made the prince of Qin almost crazy!

The restless Prince of Qin came to see him every day in the past few days, but he was rejected by the prince of Jingling. And today, the prince of Jingling will participate in the banquet of the fifth son of the Marquis of Jin, the prince of Jingyang.

This Jingyang son is one of the sons who accepted Princess Qin as Ji.

This is a rare opportunity, and Prince Qin can't wait to meet the prince of Jingling.

Wei Luo also followed behind the prince of Jingling, and together with the swordsmen and maids of the diners, sat in the carriage and drove towards the palace of the prince of Jingyang.

When their carriage arrived at the Jingyang Gongzi's mansion, the ministers and nobles who had been waiting for a long time stepped forward to greet the Jingling Gongzi.

At this time, Wei Luo and the others also got out of the carriage.

As soon as Wei Luo stepped out of the carriage, he looked at her. For this little child that the prince of Jingling cares about, the nobles of Xintian City are quite concerned. Therefore, many people have heard rumors that he was demoted from a wise man to a slave because of the assassination of his son Jingling.

Even if he is a slave, Wei Luo is also very conspicuous.

Among the people behind Gongzi Jingling, only she is the most handsome and the most noble. But this noble and handsome child has become a slave, and it's wonderful to think about it.

Wei Luo lowered his head and followed behind everyone step by step, not caring at all about the gaze on him.

She had been mentally prepared for this for a long time.

On such a warm spring day, the prince of Jingyang was reluctant to hold a banquet in the main hall. He set up the feast in the largest garden in the middle of his house.

On the meadow, which can accommodate 1,000 people, there are peach and pear trees full of flowers growing every 10 meters. The pink petals and white petals are intertwined, and when the wind blows, the fragrance is fragrant.

At this time, every peach and pear tree was planted with a burning torch.

The grass covered with thick brocade, the prepared tables, the fragrant wine and meat, the whole sheep hanging on the peach tree poles, and the torches all show the luxury that belongs to the nobles.

The most luxurious thing is that there is a woman half-kneeling beside each collapse. The clothes on the upper bodies of these women are extremely thin and light, although they are covered with pink, red, and light yellow layers, but the three layers are still thin together, not only the erect breasts can be seen at a glance, but even the small mole on the back can't hide from everyone's eyes.

There were hundreds of such beautiful women kneeling beside the collapse.

All of a sudden, the spring breeze, which was originally a little hot, became a little hotter again.

Jingling Gongzi slowly walked to the left side of the collapse, and Shi Shiran sat down. When he sat down, so did the Magi and the Swordsmen behind him.

At this time, some eyes were looking at Wei Luo, waiting for his action.

Sure enough, after Wei Luo and the two maids retreated half a step back, they knelt on the grass behind Jingling, their heads bowed, their faces slightly outward, this posture was to avoid letting their breath spray on the master, and let their faces affect the master's appetite. This is the slave pose.

Wei Luo had never done this pose before, because although she had been given as a gift before, strictly speaking, she was not a slave at that time, she was just a servant.

And now, she's a slave.

As soon as Wei Luo made this action, a small uproar sounded in the crowd: Sure enough, the beautiful young man was already a slave.