Chapter 77: Another Clash

  It's all over!

  She stiffened her body, feeling the warmth seeping in from his earlobe, and also his strong masculine breath. That omnipresent, masculine breath that penetrated every pore of her body!

  Unconsciously, her heartbeat again exceeded her self-control, and gradually, she began to feel that in the entire world, only her tense heartbeat existed.

  It's been two years of peace and quiet at last!

  Wei Luo really wanted to cry.

  She blinked, slowly, slowly turning her head. She didn't dare turn too quickly, because he was really close, Wei Luo was afraid that if she wasn't careful, she would stick her face to his lips.

  Wei Luo turned her head, opened wide a pair of eyes like black jade, blinked once, and stared at him.

  As her eyes blinked, the corner of Jingling's mouth involuntarily curled up. The child in front of him had a pair of eyes like black jade, clear and cold, as if they had absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for tens of thousands of years, and were not stained with worldly dust. But with her blink, the jade stone changed instantly, turning into lake water under the sun, rippling and jumping. The clarity and coolness also turned into cunning and shyness.

  Wei Luo blinked her eyes, staring blankly at the Prince of Jingling. As she stared, her small mouth trembled slightly, then she slowly backed away, keeping a distance of about half a meter between their faces.

  After she did all this, her eyes suddenly became spirited. Wei Luo's eyes slanted slightly as she seemed to glance at Jing Ling, and said with a flat mouth: "The little people really didn't know that when the young master was fighting in Qin State, he was still thinking of the little people."

  Her eyes were filled with disdain, her expression somewhat condescending, as if she thought he couldn't live without her. This gaze made the Marquis of Jingling's eyebrows jump, and his eyes also became slightly gloomy.

  He pulled a long face, and the strong masculine aura he had just emitted dissipated greatly. Wei Luo couldn't help but secretly let out a breath of relief. She really felt that the hormonal aura emitted by Jinling Gongzi was too intense, and she was worried that he would lose control and do something to her.

  Hehe, it's done this way, if you provoke this leopard too much, you will be left with no bones.

  Weiluo thought of this, and hurriedly collected the extra expressions on her face. She took another step back, with both hands prostrate, and five bodies cast to the ground. Half a year ago, she could already control the thickness of her voice with her internal breath. Now her voice was slightly low, and her tone was filled with sincerity. Weiluo bowed her head to the ground and said: "Among the vassal states today, Chu is the strongest, occupying half of the world! Jin, Qin, and Qi follow next. Yue and Wu are noble, but they are merely attached to Chu; Wei, Song, and other states are not even worth mentioning."

  Wei Luo suddenly brought up these national affairs, and the Prince of Jingling was taken aback. He slowly collected his gloomy expression, leaned back slightly, and quietly stared at her, listening intently.

  Wei Lao continued to kowtow on the ground, saying loudly: "The humble one knows that with your ability, young master, you want to lead Jin to dominate the world, making all the vassals surrender, and respond to every call."

  She paused, feeling that the breathing of the young master had become stable, and he had put down his anger towards her. She continued to speak in a gentle tone, "In this world, what is most precious? Talent! With one wise minister, one word can make 100,000 soldiers retreat; with one wise general, one battle can take down ten enemy cities! Young master has high aspirations, I am willing to work hard for you like a horse or a dog!"

  She said the last sentence heavily and then heard Jingling Gongzi chuckle: "The talent of a child, is it not a national scholar?"

  He is sarcastically saying that Wei Luo doesn't know what's important and has put himself in a position as if he were some kind of big shot.

  Wei Luo slowly lifted her head up.

  She lay there with her hands on the ground, looking up at him with her eyes locked in a gaze, her ink-jade-like eyes clear and cold, yet vibrant and calm, exuding an unparalleled confidence.

  The Duke of Jingling was taken aback for a moment.

  He slowly sat up straight, staring at Wei Luo, and said slowly: "Now that you've spoken, what can you do?"

  Wei Lao and he stared at each other, saying clearly: "To repel the external must first stabilize the internal, young master's primary responsibility is to become the Marquis of Jin!"

  Jingling was taken aback.

  'Before taking external affairs, one must first stabilize internal ones.' These six words are simple yet extremely powerful. They have been through thousands of years of wind and rain, and continue to be remembered by people in later generations, having an extraordinary vitality.

  Unconsciously, Jingling Gongzi's gaze towards her had changed.

  Wei Luo could see it, there was a struggle in his eyes.

  He's struggling, why is he struggling?

  At this moment, countless thoughts, countless ideas, and countless emotions that cannot be expressed as either joy or sorrow all burst forth.

  Wei Luo hastily lowered her eyes, hiding her emotions. She nodded again and said in a crisp voice: "Young Master's ambition is to conquer the world, and I am confident that my talents can make Young Master value me! As a lowly person, I don't have the swordsmanship to take someone's head off in a crowd of ten people, nor do I have attendants following me around. Even if my background is unclear and my behavior is suspicious, what can be done about it? In today's world, wars are breaking out everywhere, and even if one is extremely wealthy and powerful, they still can't guarantee their safety from morning to night. Young Master wants to recruit scholars from all over the world and dominate the feudal lords, so how can he not be cautious and seek clarity in everything? If the virtuous guests who come to serve Young Master must have a clean family background, a trustworthy face, and moral integrity, isn't Young Master rejecting talent from all over the world? It's hard to find someone with all these qualities. As long as this person has the talent that Young Master can use, even if they were once a slave or had committed murder and arson, what does it matter?"

  She said to this point, with a heavy knock, and said in a hoarse voice: "The humble one originated from danger, and really didn't want the true face to be seen by the world. For many years, I have been fearful and sought nothing but a place to settle down. Now that I have entered the young master's mansion, I have found that the young master is indeed a wise lord of the current era, and my heart truly belongs to him. I hope the young master will not investigate my origin and face again, and I will swear to repay with my life!"

  Wei Luo said up to here, once again nodded with her head on the ground and did not get up for a long time.

  Silence, absolute silence.

  Wei Luo lay on the ground, perked up his ears and listened to the slightly urgent breathing of the Duke of Jingling. He couldn't help but feel puzzled: my words were reasonable and touching, why was he still hesitating? A person with such ambition shouldn't be hesitant.

  It wasn't long before Jingling Gongzi waved his hand and said hoarsely: "Weiduo!"

  Wei Luo smiled and replied in a crisp voice: "Yes."

  The voice of the Duke of Jingling came faintly, "Your words have moved me. Temporarily make you a third-class guest!"

  "Hello?"

  Wei Luo's response was truly clear and loud, full of momentum, without any concealment of her joy and happiness.

  As soon as her promise was made, the body of Jingling Gongzi slightly leaned forward.

  He slowly approached Wei Luo, his eyes as black as ink, quietly staring at her eyes, and slowly said: "However! Your child's hundred ways of covering up, clever words and expressions, the false places can be detected by everyone, not just the words you just said can cover it!"

  In an instant, Wei Luo's small face, which had just turned red with excitement, began to turn pale again.

  Jingling Gongzi held the wine jug that had been passed to him, took a light sip, and then scanned her face, saying: "The art of disguise is indeed exquisite! Two years ago, she was so ashamed and timid that redness could not be seen on her face, whiteness could not be shown, but now it can be seen at a glance."

  With a sudden movement, her lips trembled as she raised her eyes to look at him. At this moment, what unexpectedly came out of Wei Luo's mouth was, "You, how can you be like this? You know I'm disguising myself, yet you still try to deceive me with your words?"

  This tone, how does it sound a bit irritated?

  The Duke of Jingling burst into loud laughter, he stood up with a flourish and shouted: "Wei Luo is only a third-rate foodie, but his words are delightful, truly a jester! Order, promote him to be my personal minister!"

  His voice fell, and several clear voices came simultaneously, "Obey the young master's order!" As soon as the voice fell, the sound of brushes rising was heard, and it was already someone related who had recorded this order.

  As soon as this was said, Wei Luo's identity changed again. From a close servant, she became a third-rate guest and a close minister - a jester.