Chapter 103 of The Legend of Miyue

  Chapter 103 Explanation

  Jingling Gongzi slowly stood up straight.

  He stood up with a wave of his sleeve and said in a light tone: "Withdraw."

  "Agreed."

  Wei Luo responded with a sound, stood up and retreated several steps back before leaving.

  Jingling Gongzi gazed at her tall figure leaving with her head down, his eyes flashing with light.

  Wei Luo stepped out of the study door and let out a big sigh.

  In the courtyard, people were moving about everywhere. These people cast sideways glances at Wei Luo as she walked in with a fresh face. Under their curious and sizing-up gazes, Wei Luo paid no attention to them and strode outwards with large steps.

  Along the way, countless eyes were sizing up Wei Luo. Some people even pointed and whispered to each other. From their conversations, it was clear that they had all found out that this beautiful young man in front of them was indeed the infamous Black Whirlwind Wei Luo.

  The art of disguise was a magical thing to the vast majority of people, and they stared at Wei Luo's completely different face from before, marveling in amazement.

  Their eyes locked in a gaze as Wei Luo returned to her own room. It wasn't until she stepped across the threshold that she realized two maids had been following behind her, and they also entered the courtyard.

  Wei Luo returned to her bedroom and let out a soft sigh.

  She slammed the door shut and leaned against it, taking a deep breath again.

  After a while, a smile appeared on her face.

  Yes, she is laughing.

  It can be said that she is now safer than before.

  She had previously been aware of the matter of changing her appearance, and every move she made, every glance she gave, seemed to carry a certain aggression. It was highly likely that one day he would throw himself into the bath water and wash himself clean, and if that happened, everything would be out of control.

  But now his own face obviously disappointed him.

  Disappointed, he won't focus on his own face and identity anymore. Disappointed, he can be like an ordinary scholar, only needing to contribute with knowledge.

  Thinking of this, Wei Luo felt a slight sense of loss amidst her joy. But this feeling of loss was indeed small and faint.

  Wei Luo couldn't help but have feelings for him, yet in her eyes, she had never thought of becoming one of the women in his harem!

  Time flies, and it's already nightfall.

  Tonight there is a banquet, and the banquet will be held in Jingling Mansion. This noble life, night after night of feasting, is indeed an ordinary thing. However, tonight's guests will be a bit more numerous.

  Because of this, Yu'e Gongzhu took the initiative to enter Jingling Fu and became a noble guest in his mansion. She will attend tonight. Many nobles came for the beautiful Yu'e girl.

  As the sun sets in the west, the lights of the city begin to twinkle, and every nook and cranny of Jingling Mansion is lit up with blazing torches. The spring breeze stirs, carrying a mixture of flames and the smell of oil, permeating the slightly dry air.

  Carriage after carriage filled the square in front of the Taiyin Temple, where nobles dressed in fine clothes, with jade belts around their waists and pearls on their feet, entered in an endless stream.

  As the host, Jingling Gongzi arrived early. Wei Luoxuan silently followed behind him, like a shadow, wherever he went, he would follow.

  After all the nobles had taken their seats, the Prince of Jingling sat down in the main seat, while Wei Luo sat down beside him.

  The lights in the hall shone brightly, as if it were daytime, and everyone could see Weier's face clearly at a glance.

  Suddenly, the whispering voice that had been low and quiet grew a few degrees louder.

  Facing the curious and speculative gazes of the crowd, Wei Luo's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her face calm and unruffled.

  At this time, a soft ring of the bell echoed.

  In an instant, all eyes looking at Weiruo shifted away and gazed towards the side hall entrance.

  There, a tall and slender girl with skin as white as if it could be pinched to produce water, gentle and soft, wearing Vietnamese clothing, appeared at the gate of the temple.

  Behind this girl, there were five or six other girls who were equally tall and beautiful. These girls all had smooth skin, sparkling eyes, and each of them exuded a kind of youthful charm unique to girls.

  Behind these girls were dozens of swordsmen and gentlemen.

  This is Princess Yuetan.

  The eldest princess also slightly frowned, and when she did, she looked especially kind and gentle.

  A crowd of people walked towards the empty space in front and to the right with big strides.

  That night, Princess Yu'e only made a brief appearance, and the white powder was applied too thickly, completely covering her true face. It wasn't until this time that the nobles were finally able to see her clearly.

  The great hall fell silent.

  Innumerable eyes followed the movement of the Weaving Maiden, and waves of whispers kept coming: "The beauty of the Weaving Maiden is unparalleled!"

  "Chen Gui's daughter is better than those of the Jin family."

  "Gongzi, isn't it all taken as a concubine? It's also good fortune."

  The murmurs of discussion came in a flurry. When the ladies sat down, the Prince of Jingling lazily announced the start of the banquet, but the murmurs still didn't stop.

  Such a banquet was originally a purely joyful occasion, without any rules or etiquette. After the Duke of Jingling spoke to start the banquet, the music floated in, and a team of dancing girls danced towards the corridor. Row after row of maids held food boxes and fine wine, covering everyone's tables.

  Wei Luo gazed at that radiant flesh, and she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. Her originally somewhat limp posture also straightened up, and her spirits lifted considerably.

  She had also followed Jingling Gongzi to a banquet before, but at that time, even if she was hungry, there wouldn't be someone specially preparing food for her.

  Poor Weilo, who has never seriously attended a banquet in this era.

  So while everyone was talking, her gaze kept following the maids holding food boxes intentionally or unintentionally. Her eyes sparkled with a focused expression.

  The young master of Jingling lazily took a sip of wine and inadvertently caught sight of this scene.

  As he followed Veilo's focused gaze towards those who were eating meat, his mouth twitched for an instant.

  Among the murmurs, a forty-year-old noble with a dark complexion and a sturdy build stood up. This noble had been staring at her since he entered the hall. Of course, it was not just him who kept his attention on Weiluo's body.

  The robust nobleman crossed his arms and eyed Wei Luo for a few moments before turning to the Prince of Jingling and asking, "May I ask, who is this child?"

  Who is this child?

  The murmurs of discussion suddenly subsided for a moment.

  In the bright light, Weiluo's slightly pale but dignified face was clearly reflected in everyone's eyes. Such handsomeness, such nobility, could it be that he is the new favorite of the Duke of Jinling?

  Who is this child?

  Wei Luo's long eyelashes fluttered a few times. A few days ago, at the Jin Palace banquet, she had used her father's dream as an excuse to decline the jester's identity. The words she had said that day were still in her ears, but now she had put on a different face and appeared again behind Prince Jing of Qing. Really, really unable to answer this question.

  Jingling Gongzi smiled and glanced at Wei Luo, who was pretending not to have heard anything, and said lightly: "This child is Wei Luo..."

  As soon as the voice fell, the murmurs echoed throughout the grand hall. When the nobles realized who Wei Luo was, they suddenly widened their eyes and looked at each other in disbelief.

  The people of Yue were the same, they stared at Wei Luo without blinking, not daring to believe that this slightly cold and pale beautiful young man in front of them was actually the dark-skinned and agile little boy Wei Luo.

  The buzzing sound is incessant.

  Jingling Gongzi smiled and interrupted the crowd's speculation and discussion, "Wei Luoyuan was originally a nobleman, traveling alone, for safety reasons, he disguised himself as that kind of person earlier."

  He said this, his voice rose, he looked up at the crowd and said loudly: "This child may have deceived the master with a false appearance, but his talent is hard to come by! His feelings are pitiful! I really pity him and love him, not for deceiving him. Let him follow me, but don't make fun of him, be careful what you say!"

  His last words were that Wei Luo followed him everywhere he went, but was not the one who brought him down. Everyone should be careful with their words.

  Wei Luo patted the eyelashes, sitting steadily behind him, feeling his difference for the first time. If it were in the past, he would have ruthlessly pushed himself out to face and explain alone. Now he was taking it personally, explaining it personally.

  The words of the Duke of Jingling, and the eyes of the nobles turned to Wei Luo once again.

  At this sight, countless pairs of eyes revealed a hint of regret and admiration. Wei Luo was so handsome and had such an air of nobility, truly a rare beauty among young men. Such a beautiful young man, not to be taken in and enjoyed thoroughly, it seems that the Duke of Jingling is really not fond of male charm.

  The regret in those eyes gradually faded, and the infatuated gaze increased. One by one, they stared at Wei Luo, their eyes scanning her up and down without stopping, causing the Prince of Jingling to frown slightly. Chapter 103 of Yuè Jī