Her hands were always cold, so Wei Luo never let go.

  The two followed the big man for a while, and came to the back of the giant stone palace. After walking over this sandy road, you can see behind the palace, there is a very high building, this building is made of wood, it is higher than other houses, only slightly shorter than the stone temple in front.

  The building is divided into five houses, the largest of which can hold hundreds of people, and the smallest can also accommodate thirty or forty. Wei Luo and others had not yet approached when they heard bursts of laughter and noise coming from inside.

  Passing by the gravel road, I came to the front of the highest building, and suddenly another small square appeared. This square can accommodate four carriages driving at the same time, and it can hold 40 or 50 carriages on top. On both sides of the square, there are soldiers and swordsmen wearing armor standing guard.

  Wei Luo only took one glance and saw Gao Yi standing out from the crowd.

  Gao Yi stood upright, stroking his long sword, expressionless and leaning against a willow tree, slightly lowering his head, seemingly lost in thought. Wei Luo stared at him dazedly, seeing him again for the first time, she didn't realize how much she had missed him. But that strange flutter in her heart still existed.

  Perhaps feeling Wei Luo's gaze, Gao Yi raised his head to look at her. In the instant their eyes met, Wei Luo's heart skipped a beat and she hastily lowered her head.

  She involuntarily pressed her hand to her chest, ignoring that subtle palpitation.

  At this time, the big man had already stepped into the building.

  Wei Luo and Su immediately became dizzy as soon as they entered the building. They had entered through the main entrance, and what was presented before their eyes was the largest room that could hold hundreds of people for dancing. At this moment, fifty-six song and dance girls were dancing in the room.

  These singing and dancing girls are dressed in gorgeous attire, their tightly wrapped waists twisting and turning to give off a primitive sensuality. As they swing their long sleeves, however, there is also a kind of flowing elegance like drifting clouds and flowing water.

  Across from the singing and dancing girls, some men were either sitting or standing. Many of them wore jade on their heads, clearly they were nobles. Some were embracing beauties, while others were feeding wine to the beauties kneeling in front of them with their mouths. The tables in front of everyone were piled high with wine and meat, and the soft laughter of the beauties was endless.

  That big fellow took a step into the room, his head, which had been held high, was lowered, and his face was full of fawning smiles. He showed his teeth to everyone he saw, but of course, not a single person paid attention to him.

  He arrived at a pavilion, where a beautiful woman was leaning against the chest of a nobleman, smiling coyly with her eyebrows lowered, offering him wine with her cherry lips, and her large snow-white breasts were in his grasp. As he fondled them, the two pink nipples could be seen peeking out. The big man saw them, hesitated for a moment, then stopped about five or six paces away, lowering his head and standing respectfully with his hands clasped together.

  Wei Luo and Su walked behind the big man, imitating his mannerisms with their heads bowed and hands clasped together in respect.

  A charming smile, the beautiful woman's eyes glanced at the big man, she pushed away the nobleman's hand that was fondling her breasts, stood up with a swaying motion, adjusted her hair and clothes, and walked closer to them.

  Seeing the beautiful young woman approach, the big man hastily smiled and came to her front, pointing at Wei Luo and Su, laughing: "Ninth Miss, these two little ones were originally from the Brow Master's team."

  The beautiful woman's face showed no smile at this time, her delicate nose was raised high, she coldly let out a light hum, glanced at Wei Luo and Su, and her eyes lingered on Su for a moment.

  She glanced at him with a subtle gaze, without asking anything, and turned to the big man saying: "Since they are two young children, let them go."

  "Yes, yes."

  The beautiful young woman turned back with a smile and leaned into the nobleman's arms.

  He turned his head to look at Wei Luo and Su, raised his chin, and pointed to the right with a proud gesture, "Hmph! The third room on this side is where the Wangzhu team is. You can go there yourself."

  "Yes."

  Wei and Luo responded in a low voice, slowly backing away, turning around and leaving. Behind their backs, the big man was rubbing his hands with a sly smile, running outwards.

  Wei Luo and Nuo walked towards the third room on the right, and before they even approached, a burst of laughter floated over. The two arrived outside the room, and at a glance, they saw that it was filled with handsome young men.

  Seventy or eighty handsome young men were following a woman in her thirties, with a soft and boneless body, practicing dance. On the opposite side of the room, there were more than ten tables, still piled high with wine and meat, and pairs of people on the tables. One by one, the nobles wearing jade crowns were embracing their favorite handsome young men while drinking and having fun.

  He only glanced inside and stood still, not taking another step. Wei Luo looked at his slightly pale face and didn't insist on going with him either. She walked lightly to the door, took a peek inside, and then stepped in.

  Occasionally, there were about ten people who looked at her, but Wei Luo was really too unnoticeable, and those people all looked away after a glance.

  Wei Luo directly arrived in front of a 27 or 28-year-old youth with fair skin, handsome features, but with a slightly thick layer of white powder on his face, revealing a hint of weariness. He bowed slightly, clasped his hands together and lowered his head, "Is the master Wang Zhen? I am a servant who has come to offer my assistance."

  The handsome young man was leaning his head to the side, watching the dancing girls. Upon hearing the words, he turned his head around. As soon as he caught sight of Wei Luo, his eyebrows furrowed together, "So ugly and dark?"

  Wei Luo hung her head and didn't speak.

  The handsome young man frowned slightly with a hint of disgust, "Why is there only one person here?"

  "Wei Luo replied in a low voice, 'There is also one person with me, he is outside answering the noble's questions.'"

  At this point, Wei Luo's eyes glanced sideways towards the door and happened to see Su's corner of her clothes. Her voice rose slightly as she called out clearly: "Su?"

  As soon as Wei Luo opened her mouth, Wang Xi hastily waved his hand to stop her, "Since there are noble guests present, do not disturb! Do not disturb!"

  His voice had just fallen when Su Bian walked in with her head lowered.

  Wang Chu turned his head and saw Su, his eyes suddenly brightened by three points. He stood up and waved his hand: "Come closer, come closer."

  His face turned even paler, and he involuntarily looked at Wei Luo, seeing her lower her head and not look at him, so he had to follow her words and move closer.

  Su Yi drew near, and Wang Zhu looked him up and down carefully, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. After a moment, Wang Zhu nodded and said, "Good! Good! The kind of person Ping Wu Hou likes is exactly someone like you - good!"

  As soon as he said this, his face turned pale like paper, and he couldn't help but look at Wei Luo again.

  Wei Luo still had her head down, but after hearing Wang Zhu's words, she spoke softly to one side: "This child is named Su, he once recommended himself to the young master of Jingling and the young master promised him a place in the study as a servant, if he learns well he can become a food guest."

  Wang Zhu was still contentedly looking at Su, when Wei Luo suddenly interrupted him. His face, covered in white powder, immediately turned red with anger. Just as he was about to get angry, Wei Luo mentioned the four words "Jingling Gongzi". In an instant, his joyful expression disappeared, and his angry look also vanished. He just unwillingly glanced at Su, and waved his hand, "Go serve the dancers' tea."

  "Agreed."

  The two responded in unison, their voices exceptionally clear and crisp. Then they bowed and retreated.

  He backed all the way out of the room, his legs going weak, and almost fell to the ground. Wei Luo hastily reached out to support him.

  Clasping Wei Luo's arm tightly, he looked at her seriously, his red lips trembling as he said in a low voice: "If I gain wealth and honor, I will never forget the love for Wei Luo until my death!"

  Wei Luo grasped his own arm tightly, still with a humble expression and a faint smile. "Who is the Duke of Jingling? Since he has promised you, no one dares to make a move easily. From now on, your courage should be bolder."

  "Yes, yes, yes."