Although silver charcoal was burning in the study, the heat was warm, but the atmosphere was as stagnant as snow was piled up in the house.

Luo Xiping thought for a while and said, "Yingyao, you will pack up tomorrow morning and go to the Lingwang Mansion."

Luo Ying pretended to be surprised and said, "Father, what did you ask me to go to the Lingwang Mansion to do?"

"You have seen everything today. King Ling took the bastard slave away, afraid that the bastard slave would say something that shouldn't have to say."

Now that things have come to this point, he has no need to hide anything from Luo Ying. She is his daughter. Only when he is good can she be with her.

"Then what can I do when I go to the Lingwang Mansion?" Luo Ying showed a embarrassed expression and frowned, "Besides, even if I am willing to go, I may not be able to enter the Lingwang Mansion. If you want to see Lingwang, at least you have to pay a post first?"

"Don't worry about this." Luo Xiping looked at her with a determined look, and a faint smile finally appeared on his solemn face, "The Eighth Prince has arranged it for you, and the King of Tomb will definitely meet you."

Luo Ying was even more confused: "Eighth Prince?"

She knew that the Eighth Prince liked to meddle in other people's business, but she couldn't be so lenient. She arranged for her to meet Song Yihuan. Could it be that Luo Xiping begged him?

Luo Xiping smiled and said, "He has been entrusted by the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother was afraid that King Ling would live alone for a Ji Changqing, so she asked the Eighth Prince to look at which girl is better and said to King Ling."

"……Well."

It seems that the Eighth Prince is really concerned and wants to make a spouse for her and Xiao Shi.

Wherever this is, how could she and Xiao Shi be able to do it? She always treats him as her own brother, but it's better to go to the Lingwang Mansion, she originally wanted to find Song Yihuan.

"Yingyao, you need to act according to your opportunity when you arrive at the Lingwang Mansion. It would be best if you can persuade Lingwang to release that little slave. If you can't, you must also find out what he said, is he..."

Speaking of this, Luo Xiping's smile suddenly disappeared, but became heavy, and he bit his cheek tightly and said, "Did he deliberately want to kill our Luo Mansion?"

"This... cannot be done?" Luo Ying shook her head in disbelief, and turned to wonder, "The King of Ling has no grudges and no grudges with our Luo family. Why should he target our family?"

"You don't know the reason here."

Luo Xiping lowered his eyelids and stared at the candlelight on the table, as if thinking about something. The candlelight swayed and kept jumping in his pupils, making his eyes look gloomy.

Luo Ying said: "My daughter would like to hear her good fortune."

“…”

Luo Xiping stared at her with a heavy gaze, hesitating, and without saying anything.

Luo Ying curled her lips and smiled and said, "Although my daughter doesn't know much about literacy, she also knows that she knows her and her enemy. She will never be defeated in a hundred battles. If she wants to convince King Ling or find out the news from him, her father must at least let me know what happened between him and our Luo Mansion, so that I can take the opportunity to act."

"It doesn't matter if you say it."

After hearing what Luo Ying said was very reasonable, Luo Xiping nodded. The matter of Luo Chan and Ji Changqing being sisters was almost everyone in Changling City, and everyone knew it. Only Luo Ying had been in the countryside and knew nothing. He really needed to tell her the interests of it so that she could not know nothing when she went to Lingwang Mansion.

"Recalling the beginning, your elder sister and Ji Changqing were called sisters. Later, the Ji family collapsed, and your elder sister also broke up with Ji Changqing."

"Ji Changqing? My daughter has heard of her. She is the wife of Grand Tutor."

"Well, it is precisely because of this that Song Yihuan hated your elder sister."

"Why is this?"

"Song Yihuan liked to follow Ji Changqing's butt since she was a child. Her sister was long and her sister was short. He had a deep relationship with Ji Changqing. He always thought that your elder sister had framed Ji Changqing for the sake of Chen Yao, so she wanted to find an opportunity to avenge Ji Changqing."

"So that's it." Luo Ying nodded, then raised her eyes and looked at Luo Xiping, comforting her, "Then my father doesn't have to worry too much. I have heard of the reputation of King Ling, and I am the most fair and selfless person. If I just celebrate the holiday with my elder sister, he would not want to kill our entire Luo Mansion."

"A single move moves the whole body. If something happens to your elder sister, how can our Luo Mansion be good? Besides..."

Luo Ying was kicked out of the house because she misunderstood her and pushed Luo Chan into the water. If she couldn't let go of her heart and had a grudge against Luo Chan, she might not be able to be so concerned about Luo Chan alone. He lowered his eyes and thought about whether to tell the matter more seriously.

"What else?" Luo Ying asked.

"Besides, my father, I misunderstood his Highness, the incident of your elder sister framing Ji Changqing will be related to our Luo Mansion."

"If it's just a misunderstanding, it's better to solve the misunderstanding, why should my father be afraid?"

From an emotional perspective, Luo Ying couldn't wait to know whether Luo Xiping colluded with Chen Yao to harm the Luo family, but reason told her that she should not be eager to seek things in everything, otherwise she would be likely to alarm the enemy and make her successful.

Luo Xiping must be a smart person to be able to sit from an ordinary guard of the Su Mansion to the Qingping Marquis' Mansion.

Apart from the invisible temptation, she could not ask too clearly.

Luo Xiping's eyes flashed, his fingers arched, and he gently knocked on the desk without hesitation. He nodded and silently raised his eyes and said disapprovingly: "You are still young after all, and you don't know that many things in this world cannot be solved by trying to untie them."

Perhaps, one day, Luo Ying will be pleased by King Ling and will be able to marry into King Ling's Mansion successfully, and the knot will be untied.

"Master, Master..." At this moment, Deshun ran in, "The old lady sent someone to ask the master to come over immediately."

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know."

"Well, I understand." Luo Xiping was very unhappy when the conversation was interrupted, but he thought that the old lady was so late and sent someone to invite him. There must be something urgent. She can only put down her conversation with Luo Ying for the time being and explained, "Yingyao, you will wait for me in the Meiyuan at the time of tomorrow. I will teach you martial arts in person."

"yes."

...

night.

deep.

Luo Ying returned to Shi'anyuan. When she opened the door, a warm fragrance came to her face. Perhaps because she was too busy and thought too much today, she was so warm that her eyelids started to fight. She stretched out her hand, stretched out her body, yawned a big yawn, and asked Shang'er to fetch water to clean it.

Suddenly, the curtain moved gently, as if someone had flashed by. Luo Ying rubbed her eyes and looked at it. The curtain hung quietly, and there was nothing unusual.

But intuition told her that someone had entered her room.

"Who is it? Come out!" she shouted coldly.

“…”

The person hiding behind the curtain did not speak, but stretched out a pair of fair and jade-like hands and gently lifted the curtain, and then stood there and looked at Luo Ying quietly.

Under the glimmer of candlelight, his pupils were as bright as spring water and as bright as the galaxy. There was deep doubt in the depths of his eyes, and he stared at Luo Ying blankly.

"It's you again. What do you want to do if you don't know the day and night?

After a brief look at each other, Luo Ying spoke in anger.

She really wasn't in the mood to deal with him again.

He not only ignored Luo Ying's anger, but instead looked at her with a more annoyed expression: "Stupid girl, how are you treating guests?"

"You are not a guest, you are a thief."

"Okay, since you treat me like a thief, then you're OK." He gave her a scoundrel a look, and then he was very familiar, as if this was his own room. He took two steps at three steps, walked to the round table and sat down, poured a cup of tea, took a picky sip, and spit out, "What kind of broken tea is really bad."

"I don't have any good tea here to entertain Mr. Wei, and I also asked Mr. Wei to go home for tea."

Luo Ying knew in her heart that Wei Yuanji had some of her little secrets. Even if she couldn't guess that she was Ji Changqing, she would definitely doubt her identity, so she really couldn't shout it out. Otherwise, according to his personality, she didn't know what he would do, so she didn't want to cause trouble.

She just wanted him to leave quietly.

"Why, I'll give the order to expel the guest so soon?" The gorgeous lips raised, full of sarcasm. He got up and brushed his clothes, then raised his eyes and looked at her quietly, "It's okay to let me go, but you have to promise me that you're not allowed to go."

Luo Ying was stunned: "What do you mean? Where are you not allowed to go?"

"Lingwang Mansion, I don't allow you to go to Lingwang Mansion."

“…”

Luo Ying looked at him in surprise. When did this person come? Why did she eavesdrop on the conversation between her and Luo Xiping? Is he so idle? He is so idle that he may suddenly appear in front of her anytime and anywhere.

"If you encounter any trouble, you can come to me. I can do something Song Yihuan can solve for you, too."

"Are you sick?"

Luo Ying frowned and looked at him. She really couldn't understand why he was pestering him.

He clasped his chest with both hands, looked at her leisurely, nodded and said, "Yes, I'm sick, do you have medicine?"

"..." Luo Ying was choked and said angrily, "You are already terminally ill and there is no cure."

"Are you cursing me to death?" He was a little angry at her indifference, and strode over and grabbed her wrist, "If I die, you can go to Song Yihuan?"

"Wei Yuanji, what do you want to do? What should I do with Song Yihuan or not? Don't tell me, you are in love with me." Luo Ying looked at him coldly.

"...Puchi" he sneered sarcastically, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, looked Luo Ying up and down for a while, and said disgusted, "Who do you think you are? I will like you? It's simply delusional."

"Since that's the case, why do you have to pester me?"

"As long as it is something I want, there is nothing I can't get, you..." He stretched out his other hand and poked Luo Ying's chest. "You are no exception. I have told you a long time ago that you are already mine. I don't allow you to see Song Yihuan, so you can't."

“…”

Luo Ying asked herself that she had seen countless people. Although she would be blindly accusing her of the wrong person, she had never seen such an arrogant and arrogant maniac as Wei Yuanji.

Who do he think he is, is he the king?

"Also, without my permission, you are not allowed to do dangerous things!"

“…”

"I like to take risks the most, I will do dangerous things." He patted his chest.

“…”

Haha, Luo Ying wanted to sneer. For her, he was the most dangerous. Who knows which nerve was wrong on one day and revealed everything she did. Then others will inevitably doubt her motives. Jier doubts her identity, how could she avenge step by step?

"Come on, tell me, you go find Song Yihuan, what do you want him to do?" Wei Yuanji's tone softened a lot.
To be continued...