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  Wei Luo's lips trembled violently for a moment!

  She foolishly turned her head to look at the four who had lost their red glow, and with a pale face, they lowered their heads in despair. She then foolishly looked at the son of Jingling, and the corner of her mouth suddenly twitched.

  In Jingling Gongzi's deep and quiet gaze, Weiluo widened his eyes and asked in a sharp voice out of control, "Right here? Enjoying yourself on this couch?"

  Without waiting for the young master of Junling to respond, she slanted her eyes and glanced at him, humming heavily. "At the beginning of heaven and earth, all things have order. The common human relationships are the way of heaven, but they must be carried out according to etiquette, in a quiet room. In this kind of place, you are no different from beasts. What makes humans different from beasts is that they have a sense of shame, a sense of hatred, and a sense of right and wrong. As a young master who has the heart of an emperor, able to tolerate all things, it's better to follow some of the etiquette of the saints, otherwise you will be despised by the world!"

  The more she spoke, the louder her voice became, but the eyes of the Duke of Jingling grew deeper and his face colder.

  Wei Luo was driven to this point and had thrown away all her fears and panic. After she finished speaking in one breath, she furrowed her brow and shouted at the four virgins: "Are you not leaving yet?"

  As soon as her voice fell, "pa-pa" two crisp applause sounded, and it was seen that the Prince of Jingling clapped his hands together, walking towards Wei Luo while applauding. His thin lips curved slightly, and he smiled and said: "Good! Very good! It's been a long time since I've heard such wise words!"

  When he said the two words "Xian Zhe", his tone became more serious and emphasized. Wei Luo knew that he was being sarcastic, but still raised her chin slightly, with a face full of confidence and self-righteousness.

  Jingling Gongzi walked slowly to Weiluo's front, stopping only when he was less than a foot away from her. Then, he lowered his head, looking down at her with an audible breath.

  As he approached, Wei Luo's legs had already turned to jelly. She suppressed the urge to retreat and forced herself to hold her head high, opening her eyes wide to face Jinling Gongzi. She tried to put on a strong and just appearance! However, she was actually quite timid and her heart was in disarray. Those big round apricot eyes of hers now looked like they didn't have an ounce of courage. They were clearly a pair of eyes that were trying to calm down, with fear and timidity hidden beneath the surface, like those of a rabbit.

  Jingling Gongzi slowly approached Wei Luo, and with each inch he drew closer, the warm air on her small face grew thicker, and the breath that entered her nostrils grew heavier. Gradually, Wei Luo's black, shiny, and spirited eyes began to become flustered and dazed. Of course, she was trying hard to cover up this fluster and daze.

  Jingling Gongzi slowly approached, getting closer and closer. Until the two people's noses almost collided, he stopped moving. As soon as he stopped, he saw that Weiluo's eyes had gathered together, unknowingly becoming a pair of fighting rooster eyes!

  The corner of Jingling Gongzi's mouth twitched violently several times!

  He leaned back slightly, allowing their noses to still be entwined and their bodies still wrapped around each other, but at this angle, Wei Luo's eyes could return to normal.

  His dark eyes gazed steadily at Wei Luo, who was within arm's reach. The Jinling young master's thin lips opened slightly as he spoke slowly, "In the bathing pool's place of joy, even saints are brought out? Wei Luo, you child, be more dignified!"

  He leaned in too close, the refreshing air between them speaking was all puffed onto Wei Luo's face, making her eardrums itch and crawl deeper into her ears, making her face hot and flushed all the way to the tips of her ears, making her unknowingly open her mouth a little.

  It's already quite impressive that Weiruo can still think for himself when he gets this close, let alone having a quick wit and sharp retorts.

  Jingling Gongzi's eyes flickered, and he caught sight of the crimson tip of her ear. He tilted his head slightly, and his thin lips brushed against her jade-like ear. He leaned in too close, his mouth almost touching her ear, and with a soft breath, he whispered into Wei Luo's ear: "You're speaking eloquently, but your words are insincere!"

  The words were cold, but the tone was extremely gentle, as if speaking some soft and romantic words. Because of this non-stimulating tone, Wei Luo, who was a bit dizzy, couldn't feel scared at all. She only felt that the hot air was drilling straight into her ear hole, making that itchiness surge up to her heart! One wave after another, like the tide, like the spring breeze, it seeped in gently and unceasingly.

  At this point, Wei Luo could no longer hold back and fell backwards. Her upper body leaned back and her left foot stepped back!

  Just as Wei Luo could no longer hold on, she retreated backward and downward, when the Prince of Jingling stretched out his left hand, and his iron arm lightly supported her waist.

  His big hand touched Wei Luo's small waist, and Wei Luo's muscles tensed up, took a sharp breath in, and her eyes widened into circles!

  With a look of shock, Wei Luo trembled with her voice and stuttered: "It's true, little, little people are really not good at male color!"

  Jingling Gongzi Jun's face turned cold, and his hand on her waist tightened slightly! Suddenly, a sharp pain spread from her waist.

  Weilo seemed to have forgotten her pain, she was still trembling with fear, pitifully looking at the Duke of Jingling, stuttering and saying: "A-also, I'm only thirteen years old, not yet grown up, that body is too small, doesn't understand the turmoil." She said this, seemingly catching her breath a bit, her voice became three points louder, "The young master wants to see me happy, has to wait another year."

  She said this, her small face once again stern and serious, "However, I think that you should prioritize your ambitions for the world. This indulgence in romantic love is too damaging to your health, it's better to be self-controlled! Furthermore, you once said that scholars are the foundation of a country. Although I'm young, I also have some talent and can barely be considered a 'scholar'. If you treat scholars like this, even forcing them into romantic entanglements, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the world?"

  Jingling Gongzi's face sank again like a mountain and river!

  His eyes, which had become increasingly deep and mysterious, turned cold once again!

  All the maidservants and young ladies-in-waiting had long since knelt down on the ground, their heads bowed low, and now they were holding their breaths, almost hiding themselves under the floorboards.

  In Wei Luo's big eyes, Ning Anlian had started grinding his teeth.

  He is really grinding his teeth!

  Wei Luo happened to see his action, and for some reason, the first thing that came to her mind was pride: In this world, who else could make this proud young master practice his tooth-grinding skills but me, Wei Luo?

  Of course, this untimely idea was just a flash of inspiration.

  Jingling Gongzi stared at Wei Luo without blinking, his gaze was so cold that Wei Luo couldn't bear it. She lowered her eyebrows and eyes, her small lips turned white, and she began to tremble.

  For a long time.

  Jingling Gongzi finally slowly released his hand that was grasping her waist. He had strong self-control, and only pinched Wei Luo once before stopping the mistreatment. But as soon as her waist was freed, Wei Luo still let out a delighted sigh.

  He slightly tilted his head back, his lips leaving her ear, and he also took a step back, allowing Wei Luo to catch her breath.

  Then he turned his head and stared at Wei Luo with a low, husky voice, "Come in!"

  He's dead!

  Wei Luo's head jerked up, her face deathly pale as she stared at the Prince of Jingling: He's called for someone, could it be that he wants to kill me? Slaughter me? Or is this going too far! No way, I have to struggle again on my deathbed!

  "Yes!" The ten maidservants responded in unison! Jingling Gongzi's sleeves fluttered as he turned elegantly, saying calmly: "Throw Wei Luo into the pool to sober her up!"