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  This surge of anger suddenly rose up and swept through Wei Luo's dazed brain. Finally, she regained a thread of clarity.

  At this time, her waist tightened again, and then her chin was turned by a slender hand. Only the low laughter of Jingling came out, "Fragrant lips ferry wine, moisten with foam? Good!"

  He said as he actually tilted his head back and took a sip of wine, then lowered his head and leaned in towards her small mouth!

  Han Ling's thin lips tightened further, and among the nobles, a small commotion and snickering began to spread. Suddenly, Wei Luo's body slipped!

  She used 50% of her strength in this slide!

  She's no longer the Wu Xia who was under his control. With this exertion, she actually managed to push away the large hand that had been tightly wrapped around her waist.

  All that could be heard was a loud "thud" as Wei Luosheng suddenly pushed away Jinling's hand and slid out from under his knees. Without waiting for Jinling to react, she took a few steps back, then fell to her knees, trembling uncontrollably in a kowtow position at Jinling's feet.

  Weiluo's move was beyond everyone's expectation. For a moment, the nobles who were waiting to see the show were shocked, they all looked up at Jingling in unison. The nobles behind them, who were making a ruckus, also gradually quieted down and turned their heads to look over.

  Jingling gazed quietly at Wei Luo, who was kneeling on the ground, with a hint of a smile on his deep and handsome face: he must have some tricks up his sleeve.

  He slightly tilted his head, placed his hands on his knees, leaned forward, stared at Wei Luo's black back of the head and lazily smiled "Enough, it can be said!"

  He said, you've trembled enough, that's it. As soon as he spoke these words, the noble people in the front row who heard them widened their eyes in shock and confusion.

  Wei Luo, who was still kowtowing on the ground, seemed to have not heard the words. She continued to press her forehead against the floor. After biting her lip secretly, Wei Luo trembled with a very honest and uneasy tone, saying: "I had a dream about my deceased father last night."

  She had only said a few words, but the faces of everyone present turned solemn. Jingling's brow twitched, and he stared at her coldly, with a dangerous flame burning in his eyes.

  The words "ancestral rites" were mentioned in this sentence, which is not an ordinary phrase. What people valued most at that time was the life of their relatives and the future of their family, but even more important than these was the ancestral rites.

  This is a very strong belief, very strong to this day. The vast majority of Chinese people are "worship when they see the gods, enter when they see the temple". The Lord and God cherished by Westerners are just a "believing is having, not believing is nothing" plaything in the eyes of Chinese people.

  But seemingly careless and irreverent Chinese people have a common faith in their hearts, that is: ancestors!

  So, Wei Luo's use of the words 'late father' is a very serious move that must have been carefully considered.

  Wei Luo was still pressing her forehead against the floor, her voice trembling as she said: "My late father scolded me, saying that wealth and power should be sought in integrity, wisdom, and bravery! How could I, with my humble body, engage in the affairs of a jester?"

  Although Weiluo's voice was trembling, the volume was not small. The nobles who were having fun had all quietly fallen silent. In this large hall with good acoustics, Weiluo's tremolo sounded very loud.

  Under Jingling's intense gaze, Wei Luo raised her head and knocked her forehead against the ground heavily, saying "I beg for your mercy!"

  She said it so clearly, saying that one cannot use their own body to carry out the affairs of a minister, yet still want to be in charge?

  At present, all the nobles look towards Jingling.

  Their eyes were calm: He was just a delicate child with good eyes! He didn't want to, abandoned him. Are there still few boys in the world who are willing to serve Queling?

  Everyone was very calm and didn't think much of it. They just waited for Jingling Shun to respond.

  Jingling still had both hands on his knees, maintaining a slightly forward-leaning posture as he stared at Wei Luo.

  The flash of anger just now, in his eyes, was only a fleeting moment. Before anyone could see clearly, he had already put it away. At this time, his face still wore a faint, seemingly smiling smile.

  He stared deeply at Wei Luo for a long time before slowly saying "Come closer!"

  "Okay."

  Wei Luo took two steps forward and slowly came to his front.

  Suddenly, a slender hand stretched out and hooked under her chin.

  Wei Luo raised her head.

  Even when she lifted her head, her eyes were slightly downcast, and her long eyelashes fluttered constantly. Her pale lips fully expressed that the owner was really nervous.

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

  Jingling hooked up her chin, staring at her face close range, slowly, slowly, his face approached Wei Luo.

  As the breath he exhaled seeped into Weiluo's ear, he spoke up, his voice very light and calm, "You who hide your head and cover your face also dare to mention 'my late father'?"

  His words are really quite ordinary, extremely ordinary. Can't hear any anger or anything out of place.

  However, Wei Luo's face turned pale as snow, and she unknowingly bit her lip tightly.

  She slowly raised her eyes and looked towards Jingling.

  These dark jade eyes are shining brightly, full of pleading, pleading.

  Wei Luo's face turned pale as she gazed at Jingling, her lips trembling for half a day before she finally spoke up, "I'm in your hands, please have mercy!"

  As soon as she finished saying this sentence, she vaguely felt a sense of familiarity.

  This sentence was once said by a weak woman facing an overbearing ruffian!

  At this moment, Wei Luo's eyes were filled with tears and she trembled as she spoke these eight words, because she truly felt his murderous intent!

  She felt that his patience was wearing thin. Previously, he thought it was fun, and besides, in his opinion, there were many beautiful women in the world, so whether Wei Luo's true face was beautiful or delicate, he didn't care. He just liked to tease her.

  But now his words had a murderous tone, a heavy and oppressive killing intent.

  Wei Luo said those eight words, her lips trembling uncontrollably, tears welling up in her eyes, her small face as white as paper, yet she couldn't utter another word.

  Jingling stared at her tightly, without blinking for a moment.

  After a while, he relaxed his hand and stood up slowly, looking down at her and said faintly: "Don't you want to be a jester? It's also possible."

  His voice was faint, but different from the whispers just now, and all the nobles could hear it.

  This is an answer that everyone expected, and no one was surprised.

  Jingling gazed at Wei Luo, who was still kowtowing on the ground. His low, magnetic voice slowly echoed in the grand hall, "Considering your talent, you may temporarily take charge of the deputy internal affairs."

  He said this, his voice suddenly turned cold, his eyes sank, and under his gaze, Wei Luo's small body involuntarily struggled to press itself against the floor, almost becoming a flat surface.

  After staring at her for a moment, he hummed softly and said in a tone that seemed casual, "If you deceive me, the crime will not be forgiven!"

  This voice is filled with murderous intent, and anyone can hear it.

  Still, no nobleman pays attention to him because he both accepts his words and punishes his reckless speech, using both kindness and authority. This is also the way for nobles to govern their subordinates. Although it may not be used on high-ranking virtuous scholars, it's quite normal for someone who has had humble experiences like Mo Yan to use this method on a lowly person like him.

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