Chapter Ninety-Five: Promoted Again

  This sleep, Wei Luo slept very soundly.

  She was woken up.

  Wei Luo opened her eyes in a daze and glared at the two maidservants, shouting: "What's all the commotion about?"

  Her words were loud and clear, a stark contrast to her usual gentle and quiet demeanor, and she seemed quite majestic. The two maidservants trembled simultaneously and knelt on the ground, hastily explaining: "It wasn't us who dared, it was the young master who had you summoned."

  Jingling is looking for me?

  Wei Luo completely woke up and as soon as she did, she discovered that the outside was sunny and bright. The sunlight shone through the window screen and onto the bed in front of her.

  It's terrible, how come it's so late?

  Wei Luo quickly got up, saw the sunlight and knew it was almost noon. She put on her deep clothes while waving her hand to command: "Put down your things and go out!"

  "Agreed."

  The two maids knew she was always like this, so they put down the washing utensils in their hands and retreated from the room, closing the door behind them.

  Wei Luo washed off her disguise and stared at herself in the water basin for a while.

  A beautiful face clearly emerges from the fine ripples of water like fish scales.

  This face is exquisite, with eyebrows and eyes like a painting. The white and delicate forehead, the slightly pointed chin, reveal a kind of elegant demeanor, a kind of innate nobility that only comes from being born into it.

  Such a face, paired with ink jade-like eyes, is very eye-catching and harmonious. Because these eyes are very cold, very clear, as if the jade buried in the stone for thousands of years, pure and unmatched, extremely aloof! Born emotionless!

  Looking at himself in the water basin, Wei Luo couldn't help but think: No matter how I disguise myself, I'm afraid only this face can match these eyes.

  She smiled brightly at this thought.

  This smile changed the person in the water instantly, transforming into a completely different appearance.

  Her elegant face turned enchanting, her cold and indifferent eyes showed cunning.

  After admiring it for a while, Wei Luo smugly sniffed her nose and put on an aggrieved expression.

  With eyes that seemed to be on the verge of tears, paired with that noble face, it was difficult to describe the poignant and moving beauty within.

  Smiling and smiling, Wei Luo let out a soft sigh, took out some medicinal mud and began applying it to her face.

  This face is too beautiful. As the eldest princess of Vietnam, she is slightly inferior to herself! Although this face can't be said to be stunningly beautiful, it's already very outstanding. Such a face, placed in that kind of place where there are artificial beauties everywhere, is also top-notch.

  In Wei Luo's opinion, she would rather have a face that is merely delicate and pretty.

  She came out after washing up, and the two maids were still waiting outside the door. When they saw her come out, they all bowed their heads and bent their bodies.

  Wei Luo strode towards the main hall where Jing Ling Gongzi was located.

  After telling a maid about his intention, Wei Luo quickly found Jingling Gongzi.

  This time, he was the only one there.

  He quietly leaned against a wall, holding a white jade chess piece, staring at the chessboard. There was no one to play against on the other side.

  Wei Luo quickly walked a few steps and arrived behind him. She slightly bowed, with her hands clasped together, and softly called out: "Wei Luo has seen the young master."

  While greeting him, she stole a glance and found that the stone mill was actually a chessboard with a game of Go in progress, and he was carefully studying the ancient manual.

  Jingling Gongzi slowly dropped a white chess piece, without looking back, and said in a low voice, "What virtue does Yue Ji have, that makes you so infatuated with her?"

  His voice was very soft and soothing, as if it were a gentle breeze.

  If it were in the past, Wei Luo would have been afraid.

  Now she was not afraid at all. She blinked, hastily lowered her head honestly and pretended to be afraid - she had to control her emotions, couldn't let him notice her change.

  Wei Lao replied in a low voice: "The young master will dominate the vassals, even if he can kill people, he cannot be too humiliating, lest he leave a bad reputation."

  A moment of silence.

  Jingling put down the white chess piece he had just picked up and said faintly, "Come here for now."

  "Yes."

  Wei Luo stepped forward at his call and came to his side.

  The Prince of Jingling turned his head and stared at Wei Luo's eyes for a moment before saying, "Good!"

  He directly praised afterwards, Wei Luo heard a rustling sound of brush strokes. She curiously turned her head to look and saw a scholar kneeling ten steps away from the two of them, holding a brush and writing something on a bamboo slip.

  She just didn't notice that there was someone in the corner. Wei Luo secretly sighed: Wei Luo, don't do this again, can't even notice such a big idle person when seeing him, and automatically ignore him.

  He wrote on a bamboo slip and then looked up and said, "It is recorded!"

  Wei Luo couldn't help but ask curiously: "What's going on?"

  The scholar looked at Wei Luo and explained: "Your Highness has an order. For every good strategy that is heard, it must be written down to pass on to future generations."

  It was like this all along.

  Suddenly, Wei Luo felt a little excited. She had heard before that when emperors and the like did things, there would be historians beside them recording their every word and action. She hadn't expected to see a scene from history with her own eyes here.

  Wei Luo was delighted for a while before being startled awake by the scorching gaze. She turned her head back to look at Jing Ling Gongzi with an inquiring expression.

  Jingling Gongzi still stared at her, his eyes fixed tightly on her as he said slowly, "It seems to be different."

  Wei Luo hastily lowered her head and secretly rolled her eyes, thinking: This person is always frighteningly astute.

  As she was thinking this way, a hand stretched over and lifted her chin with its index finger.

  Wei Luo blinked, and Mo Yu's eyes looked at Jingling Gongzi with a hint of helplessness. His tone was somewhat pained as he said, "Gongzi, such actions are not elegant in my opinion."

  "Oh?"

  Wei Luo's tone became heavier, and she painfully added: "Luo is a dignified husband..." Before she could finish speaking, the Prince of Jingling coldly glanced at her.

  This glance was truly intimidating, and Wei Luo, who had been speaking smoothly, immediately shut her mouth tightly.

  Jingling Gongzi still held her chin, carefully examining her face, staring at her pupils, and said: "The color of the pupils is like a mirror, and the complexion is slightly shallow."

  He said: His eyes are as bright as a mirror, and his makeup is also lighter.

  What a big shock!

  Her mouth twitched, and she thought resentfully: This is a monster! A complete monster! I was clearly paying attention, but must have been slightly careless due to excitement. How can he detect even such a subtle change? It's too terrifying!

  He said this, his hand that was supporting her chin moved up and stroked her face, furrowing his brow to ask: "What made you so happy?"

  Wei Luo faced his question, her small mouth pouted slightly, and she muttered: "Nothing."

  Jingling Gongzi stared straight at her, staring straight at her.

  He finally loosened his grip and bowed his head again to look at the chessboard.

  Weiluo thought he would wave his hand and order himself to leave, but instead heard the deep voice of the Jingling young master, "Weiluo has the talent for managing affairs, and can be a second-class food guest."

  "Shasha", the sound of a brush stroking a bamboo slip came again.

  Jingling Gongzi continued: "Order, promote as Ce Nei Shi, in charge of the main hall."

  After a while, Wei Luo finally lowered his head, clasped his hands together and responded loudly: "Yes."

  Her promise was loud and clear, but in her heart she didn't know whether to be happy or worried. She had been promoted, but now she would also be in charge of the main institute, which meant that from now on she would have to face him every day again?

  She stole a glance at the profile facing her, gazing at that exquisitely handsome side profile, and uncontrollably, her heart began to beat rapidly again.

  Chapter Ninety-Five: Promoted Again

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