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  In Wei Luo's expectation, the sky gradually brightened thread by thread.

  Almost a sleepless night, Wei Luo's eyes were very sour and her whole person looked very tired. Of course, what really made her tired was her worry about Su, her worry about herself.

  The sky brightened and the servants began sweeping the courtyard. Just like last night, wherever Wei Luo passed by, everyone would cast sidelong glances and retreat far away.

  Even if she was avoiding him, Wei Luo still had an air of not having seen him and walked quickly towards a familiar servant. She followed closely behind the young man's back, seeing that he was walking faster and faster, and hastily called out: "Ou, do you know where Su is?"

  The owl didn't even turn its head, shaking its head and saying: "He disappeared yesterday afternoon, I don't know where he is either." Wei Luo's footsteps paused, the owl glanced at her quietly, seeing that she wasn't following, quickly quickened its pace and fled.

  Wei Luo lowered his head in thought for a moment before turning around and walking towards another servant.

  All the way, she caught more than a dozen miscellaneous servants, but no one knew where Su was going. She even dared to ask a third-rate guest, and also didn't find out where Su was. At the same time, Wei Luo suddenly discovered that the beautiful young man who had been caught by her and Su had also disappeared without a trace, and someone was asking about his whereabouts.

  With anxiety, Wei Luo walked slowly towards the main courtyard.

  She had just turned into the peach blossom forest and had not yet reached the stone bridge when several swordsmen, a maid, and some swordsmen dressed unlike those from the mansion came rushing towards her.

  Wei Luo was still lost in thought with her head down, when those people suddenly stopped in their tracks. At the same time, a sharp voice came from the maid, "This child is indeed a member of the Mei Ji carriage team!"

  The tone is very bad.

  Wei Luo hastily lifted her head up. The maid looked somewhat familiar. Ah, yes! Yesterday she was following behind that princess, and those several swordsmen were also people she had seen in the manor.

  Wei Luo raised his head, and the several swordsmen from outside the province simultaneously quickened their pace. They took a few steps to stand in front of Wei Luo, one of the swordsmen slightly lifted his chin and shouted: "Take him away!"

  With a shout, the two swordsmen simultaneously took a step forward and reached out to grab Weiluo's arm.

  Wei Luo didn't struggle, allowing them to grasp her arm. Her lips trembled a few times, and her eyes darted towards the maid, suddenly remembering that she had mentioned 'Mei Ji' in their conversation earlier?

  Wei Luo suddenly turned his head and looked at a round-faced swordsman with a somewhat benevolent appearance, asking: "What business do you have with me?"

  The swordsman glanced at her, seeing that she was so young, his expression softened a bit, and he sighed lightly: "Last night, several swordsmen from the Mei Ji cavalry killed the crown prince of Qi."

  Huh?

  Wei Luo's eyes widened in surprise.

  For a moment, she didn't react and didn't think this matter had anything to do with her.

  Several swordsmen pushed Wei Luo forward, and she stumbled before reacting: it was a purge! Although the Mei family seemed to be in high spirits, she was just a songstress. The swordsmen under her command dared to assassinate the Crown Prince of Qi in Jinling's new fields; this was a political incident that had gotten out of hand!

  Wei Luo took a deep breath, she had thought that it was the Jinling young master who sent someone to bother her, but she never expected that it would be related to a political event.

  Wei Luo's lips trembled slightly, but her voice remained steady. She gazed at the round-faced swordsman with a look of eagerness, asking in a low tone, "Is Prince Qi dead?"

  "No!"

  Not dead? Wei Luo's heart was greatly delighted.

  Her eyes shone brightly, and she gazed at the swordsman with a look of eagerness, saying hastily: "The prince is safe, and I am also a person given to Qingling Gongzi by Mei Ji, how can you detain me?"

  The round-faced swordsman shook his head, looking at Wei Luo's hopeful face and said: "The one who killed the Crown Prince is called Gao Yi! I heard that he knows you?" He stared at Wei Luo's wide eyes and said pitifully: "Everyone in the Fan carriage team has been punished! Although you are a person of the Jingling Public House, I heard that you are not tolerated by the public house, so we have come to capture you."

  Just as Yuanyan Jianke was saying this, the burly man beside him growled in a low voice: "Shut up!"

  The round-faced swordsman was apparently a bit intimidated by him, and he hastily closed his mouth. He turned his face away, no longer looking at Wei Luo with those pitiful eyes.

  Wei Luo walked forward with one foot high and one foot low.

  This person has already made it clear that he, along with several other swordsmen, was hired by Gao Xian to assassinate the Crown Prince of Qi. Although the Crown Prince did not die, everyone in the entourage was arrested and charged with a crime. He himself was originally sent to serve under the Marquis of Jingling, but unfortunately, he had already offended the Marquis yesterday, so he too was implicated.

  Thinking of this, Wei Luo secretly thought: I don't know if Gao Ji escaped or not? Hopefully, hopefully he escaped safely, sigh.

  She indulged in wild fancies for a while, then suddenly asked softly: "Will I be punished? Is the day of execution approaching?"

  Her voice was low and soft, with a hint of panic. The round-faced swordsman couldn't help but retort: "What's the point of killing you? You'll just be demoted to a slave anyway."

  It wasn't a death sentence after all, just turned into a slave.

  For a moment, Wei Luo didn't know whether she should feel relieved or even more terrified.

  Several swordsmen pushed her out of the Jinling young master's mansion and came to a donkey cart, where one of them tied her up with ropes and casually threw her onto the cart, letting her roll around like a bundle of zongzi, then drove the donkey towards the direction of the Jin Palace.

  Wei Luo's hands were tied behind her back, although her hands couldn't move, her feet and body were unharmed. As the donkey cart overturned, she slowly turned her head and straightened her body.

  Her small movements did not escape the notice of several swordsmen who were galloping by, they would occasionally turn their heads to take a glance at Wei Luo, seeing that the child had assumed a correct posture and was standing still without any intention of running away, they also didn't pay her any further attention.

  On the street, there were countless pedestrians, and when a donkey cart slowly passed through the streets, Wei Luo's young and childish face was frequently stared at by the crowd. From time to time, someone would sigh and say, "What a pity for this child!"

  "There is another slave."

  "Isn't she also a member of the Browed Maiden's team? This child is ugly and probably won't be chosen by the nobles."

  "However, I'm afraid it will become a deserted tomb."

  "In Mei's team, there are countless beautiful boys and girls. Ah, I, Xin Tian, can once again freely choose my concubines."

  "Alas! Such a wonderful thing, I wish it happened every month."

  Hahaha.

  Wei Luo hung her head, letting her long hair fall down around her face. She quietly listened to the discussions around her with an ear inclined to one side. From these voices, she could tell that this unattractive young girl might possibly be assigned to build tombs. As for the handsome boys and girls in the carriage team, they were the main objects of selection by the powerful people.

  Her eyebrows are so beautiful, she has been traveling to various countries for such a long time and nothing has happened to her, there must be some powerful people backing her up, she and several main characters will not suffer greatly. The ones who truly suffered are those like myself at the bottom of the caravan, small fry.

  At this moment, Wei Luo suddenly thought of Su, who had disappeared since yesterday afternoon, and the assassination attempt by Gao Yi and others happened last night, hoping that he would be lucky enough to escape this disaster.