Four people first glanced at each other, just about to shift their gaze, but then quickly turned back to look at Wei Luo, their eyes wide with shock and amazement.

  Those two maidservants were the first to react. They hastily looked back at Wei Luo, and then one of the swordsmen shouted: "You, who are you?"

  Wei Luo's hands were clasped together, and a faint smile spread across her face. Such a faint smile would have looked flattering on her previous facial expression, but on her current pale and noble face, it looked elegant instead. She smiled lightly and said, "I am Wei Luo."

  The four of them looked at each other in dismay.

  The two maidservants shifted their gaze from behind her, opened their small mouths, and stared at Wei Luo in shock for a few moments before simultaneously rushing into the house.

  Before long, the two women rushed out of the house again, staring at Wei Luo and exclaimed: "You, you really are him?"

  Wei Luo nodded and said to the two swordsmen who were in a state of shock and uncertainty, "Gentlemen know about my disguise."

  Wei Luo mentioned Jinling Gongzi, and the two swordsmen woke up at the same time. They looked at each other, then one of them strode into the room.

  Before long, he also walked out and shook his head.

  The two swordsmen, one in front and one behind Wei Luo, said: "Let's go see the young master."

  Just two steps away, the swordsman suddenly remembered something and turned to the two maidservants, shouting: "You two follow us!" It seems that he was still uneasy and wanted these two maidservants to serve as witnesses.

  At this time, the two maids had already believed that the beautiful young man in front of them was Wei Luo. Such a pair of ink jade eyes, who else could have them?

  As he stepped out of the gate, a swordsman loudly said to several swordsmen outside: "Keep an eye on this place."

  The swordsman who spoke was from the main hall, and his status was higher than that of the other halls. As soon as he opened his mouth, several swordsmen simultaneously clasped their hands and said: "Yes."

  At this time, Wei Luo's mouth curved up slightly. She knew that the swordsman wanted someone to watch the courtyard in order to prevent another Wei Luo from suddenly popping out and running away.

  A group of people walked towards the main hall of Jingling Gongzi.

  Wei Luo slightly lowered her head, with a calm expression. Since the 13th Princess suspected that she was a woman, it's unknown whether Prince Jing Ling also had any suspicions. If the 13th Princess said something to him, and if he insisted on verifying her body, then she wouldn't be able to avoid it.

  No matter what, she still wants to give it a try. If she's lucky enough to escape, if she can leave the Qujing government office, she'll go and become a wandering swordsman. Just like this, changing her clothes and traveling, looking around at the ends of the earth, walking around. Not caring about kings, nobles, wealth, or prestige, nor worrying about struggles for favor or grudges.

  No matter what, her life cannot be controlled by others at will.

  Perhaps it was the deeply rooted dignity that was at work, in Weiruo's eyes, even if he went hungry all day, it was still a thousand times better than being a gift given by others.

  A group of people walked quickly and soon arrived at the main hall.

  As soon as Wei Luo entered the study of the Duke's son, she saw the five people from the 13th Princess's residence kneeling motionlessly on the ground outside.

  Inside the gate and outside the house, swordsmen stood sternly, armored soldiers lined up. Looking at the courtyard protected by twenty or thirty people, Wei Luo suddenly felt that today's atmosphere was a bit too serious.

  As soon as the five of them entered the courtyard, a horse carriage came rushing over. After the carriage stopped abruptly, the thirteenth princess jumped down from it with a pale face, grasped her skirt with both hands and rushed into the house in a flurry.

  Wei Luo saw her figure and immediately stopped in her tracks.

  When the two swordsmen turned their heads towards her, Wei Luo softly said: "Young Master has urgent business, why don't you wait a little?"

  These swordsmen were straightforward people, and they were not good at observing words and expressions. They took a look at the formation and listened to Wei Luo's words. The group retreated to the corner and guarded it.

  Wei Luo perked up her ears and listened carefully.

  The thirteenth princess rushed up the corridor, pushing aside two swordsmen, shouting: "Make way!" As soon as her voice fell, she had already charged into the study.

  As soon as she stepped through the doorway, her eyes met those of the Duke of Jingling's son, whose handsome face was calm and serene like still water.

  In an instant, all her courage and grievances vanished. What was left was only fear, and the painful emotions that had been tangled in her heart at that moment.

  She choked back her tears and had just reached the doorstep when she fell to her knees with a thud, crying out: "Eighth Brother!"

  After crying out, she felt extremely wronged and tearfully said: "Eighth brother, why did you drive me to Weiling?"

  Weiling? This place is also known to Wei Luo, it's a large pool in Jin, located in the northwest corner of Jin, adjacent to Qin. Is it over a thousand miles away from Xin Tian?

  Jingling Gongzi's cold voice came from the study, "What's wrong? Thirteen, you've also grown up, it's time for you to go somewhere else and stay for a while."

  He paused for a moment, and Wei Luo heard him coldly scolding: "Thirteen! Don't think that just because you're favored, you can be reckless and even dare to move against my people!"

  My man!

  Wei Luo's heart skipped a beat.

  For some reason, in an instant, a fierce joy surged towards her, wave after wave, like a tide, making her want to shed tears.

  However, Wei Luo did not shed tears.

  She suppressed her joy and analyzed it calmly: Not to mention that I am his guest, as long as I am in this mansion, my life and death are controlled by him, so this sentence is indeed moderate!

  The thirteenth princess was clearly stunned into silence.

  At this time, the Duke of Jingling again said with a deep voice: "You are also married, Wen Shuai is a good husband, and he is not dissolute. He is very worthy of you. You should be content with your life!"

  He said this, and then shouted loudly, "Come in!"

  "Promise!"

  "Take Princess Thirteen home!"

  "Promise!"

  At this time, the thirteenth princess spoke up, her voice choked with sobs, repeatedly begging: "Eighth brother, don't drive me away, don't drive me away, let me stay by your side. I, I won't dare again, I won't dare anything again, wuuu..."

  Jingling Gongzi's slightly tired voice came, "Weiling is rich and prosperous, you will definitely have a comfortable journey. Thirteen, I'll say it again, without the command of Father Hou and me, you are not allowed to return to Xintian easily!"

  He waved his hand as he spoke, and the two swordsmen strode forward to the thirteenth princess and dragged her out.

  The two swordsmen dragged the thirteenth princess stiffly, all the way to the door and threw her into her carriage. Before long, they ordered the carriage to drive away.

  At this time, the low roar of the Duke of Jingling came again, "My mansion, can it be allowed for others to enter and exit at will? My people, can they be insulted and killed by others at will? This wind is not correct, it's hard to make people all over the world obey! Take those five people down and execute them!"

  Hanging is just another word for lynching, which means forcing someone to death by hanging.

  "Agreed!"

  In the midst of the promise, five swordsmen walked out again, each dragging one along.

  The five people under the thirteenth princess had long been paralyzed on the ground. As soon as the order of Prince Jingling was passed down, they came to their senses and suddenly the courtyard was filled with cries, wails, and pleas for mercy!

  No one is moved by it.

  The five were dragged away in an instant, and the mournful howls had also faded into the distance.

  A moment later, Jingling Gongzi's voice turned gentle, "Summon Wei Luo!"