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  Light and dizzy, Wei Luo only felt a tightness around her waist, and then her body was lifted into the air.

  She then sat her buttocks on a solid cushion. Her back leaned against a sturdy chest, with one arm across her waist.

  It was just a blink of an eye, and from top to bottom, from inside out, she could only smell one person's breath and hear one person's voice!

  Wei Luo tightly closed her eyes, holding her breath, thinking that this might calm herself down a bit. But it didn't work at all, not even a little bit, her heart beating faster and faster until she could smell the stench!

  So, Wei Luo opened her eyes.

  Jingling Gongzi held Weiluo in his lap, he picked up the square green zither from the table that had been refilled with the drink he had just consumed, then he turned around and handed the zither to Weiluo's lips, smiling softly: "Drink!"

  Wei Luo sat stiffly on his lap, possibly too stiff, her small body trembling nonstop.

  Feeling the coolness spreading from her lips, she lowered her eyes to look at the green bamboo cup he had brought to her mouth, and couldn't help but ask softly: "Can you put me down?"

  "Are you okay?"

  Jingling let out a chuckle and gazed at Weiluo with an ambiguous smile, saying lightly: "I didn't know that young Weiluo had become so hungry and thirsty, to the point of seeking pleasure in this grand hall amidst the crowd?"

  With a sudden flush, Wei Luo's small face turned bright red, and amidst her shyness, her eyes were brimming with tears. Blinking her long eyelashes, she slightly raised those ink-jade-like eyes to gaze at the Prince of Jingling.

  At this glance, the young master of Queling was stunned.

  All along, Wei Luo had been a cunning and timid child, with a mix of boldness and recklessness. In those dark jade eyes, there was often a cold calmness, but when there was a slight glimmer of light, it would reveal a mixture of cleverness and timidity, shyness and charm. Although her temperament was difficult to describe, there was always a hint of coldness hidden beneath the surface.

  He had never seen her like this before, with tears welling up in her eyes and a sorrowful expression. This deep-seated anxiety, panic, and pleading had suddenly made him think of the phrase "pitifully beautiful". What was even more unexpected was that seeing her like this had caused his own breathing to quicken!

  Wei Luo only needed to raise an eyebrow, and she clearly saw that the eyes of the Duke of Jingling had changed from being stunned to profound. His breathing was getting more and more urgent, the arm wrapped around her waist, and his hard chest were also getting hotter and hotter!

  Something's wrong!

  Wei Luo suddenly woke up, she hastily lowered her head and said in a low voice, intentionally cold by three degrees: "This humble person just heard the private words of Princess Yu!"

  Is she the legitimate princess?

  The eyebrows of the Duke of Jingling wrinkled slightly, but he didn't take it to heart. His breathing was still rapid, and he lowered his head, approaching her cherry lips as if he wanted to kiss her!

  "Wei Luo suppressed his intense heartbeat and said coldly, 'She had said that this time she came to represent the honor of her family and country, and had been entrusted by the Marquis of Yue and the King of Chu!'"

  When she mentioned 'Chu Wang', Wei Luo bit her teeth heavily.

  King of Chu?

  The Duke of Jingling quickly furrowed his brow!

  At last, his increasingly urgent and heavy breathing slowed down a bit. His forward-leaning motion also came to a halt!

  Wei Luo closed her eyes and quietly exhaled a breath of air.

  Jingling Gongzi's slightly cold voice came from beside her neck, "The King of Chu? Hmph!"

  He let out a heavy hum, his voice already carrying a hint of murderous intent.

  This murderous aura washed away the impulsiveness that had just surged up. The Prince of Jingling downed the wine in his hand, turned his head to look at Wei Luo who was hanging her head in a pitiful manner, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Scared the little one again!"

  Both he and Wei Luo understood this sentence.

  Wei Luo lowered her head, blinked her long eyelashes and said in a low voice: "Listening to the words of Princess Yuanyuan, I have no intention of abandoning Young Master at this time."

  Jingling Gongzi stared quietly at her, staring at her.

  After a while, he slightly smiled and sighed: "What a young child."

  He's not talking about the Crown Princess, but rather lamenting Wei Luo. This is just how Wei Luo is; even though she's already acted out her part and lost interest, she'll still see things through to the end, pretending as if nothing happened, continuing with the act, and finishing what she has to say.

  Jingling stared at Weiluo for a moment, his lips curling up again. His arm tightened once more, holding Weiluo's slender and soft body tightly in his embrace.

  He lowered his head, his face close to her neck, feeling the tremors that came from the delicate warmth and fragrance. His low voice came again, "What are you afraid of?"

  This was already his second time asking Weyland this same question tonight.

  Wei Luo's lips trembled a few times, she bit her teeth, in the midst of her wildly racing heartbeat and dizziness, she said softly: "I'm not used to being close to my husband!"

  This has been answered.

  Her answer was met with the snickering of Jingling Gongzi.

  His face continued to move closer to her neck, slowly, slowly, that high nose, on the fine hairs of her nape, lightly brushed against, like a spring breeze, lightly swayed, but hooked Wei Luo's heart straight into the sky, suddenly swooping away! In an instant, a numbness accompanied by dizziness, surged from her small feet, causing her legs to go soft, her knees aching, and her lower abdomen contracting!

  Right after that, Weiluo's neck hairs stood on end, and his second move was clearly conveyed. The young master of Jingling rubbed his nose against her nape, then slightly lifted his head and pressed his lips to her ear.

  His lips stuck to his own ear!

  He made this move, and Wei Luo couldn't take it anymore. Her legs went weak, and she slid down a couple of inches before being pulled back up by the iron arm that wrapped around her waist again.

  Then, the low and muffled laughter of Jingling Gongzi Sha came close to his ear, "It's actually tense!" He said this, slightly smiled again, and laughed: "The child's face is covered with powder everywhere, but this place has the least, and it can be approached!"

  He is talking to himself.

  That soft voice coming from the ear hole made Weiduo's knees weak again, and finally, he had a hint of clarity in his mind: He really knew everything about my disguise! Me, wasn't I doomed to be caught tonight?

  The four words "in desperate straits" came out, and Wei Luo's mind, which was spinning in mid-air, suddenly became a little clearer: No, no, I can still think of something, yes, I can still think of something!

  He held her tightly, unaware of her struggles, and only pressed Wei Luo closer to his chest, his face close to her neck. After taking a deep breath, he chuckled again: "What are you afraid of? Come with me, and glory can be expected! Little one," He had just said this, but suddenly stopped, as if thinking of something.

  Wei Luo's heart tightened again: He said it was interrupted at this time, and he must have suspected something. Alas.

  At this moment, the nobleman with rouge on his face turned to Jingling Gongzi and laughed loudly, saying: "Since you've got a beautiful woman in your arms, why are you only whispering to each other like birds? Why not have a romantic drink together, unfasten your sash, and indulge in love?"

  Every word the nobleman spoke was like a heavy drumbeat in Wei Luo's mind, and with each word, her heart pounded against her chest once! After finishing speaking, Wei Luo was already on the verge of having a heart attack, dizzy to the extreme!

  Never had she felt such a strong urge to take up her sword and kill someone, to cut down that fat, detestable old man with one swift stroke!