In the fifth year of Jian'an, on the fifth day of the first month of March, the night was like water.

Prince Ying's Mansion, the peach blossoms in the water garden are full of branches, and they are scarlet.

The night banquet of the palace, the golden bottle of sake, the jade plate delicacies, the staggered selection, the noisy guests, and the official prostitutes stretch their waists, singing and dancing, under the thin gauze clothes, the young and delicate posture attracts people's imagination.

Among them, the pink clothes in the middle are the most stunning, charming and natural, a smile is breathtaking, and the eyebrows are cold and alienated, charming but not vulgar.

"Sure enough, it's a stunner, if Wu is not mistaken, this beauty in pink is Jiang Shangshu's daughter?"

"Well, it's just the daughter of an exiled prisoner. What about that old guy's loyalty to Zuo Xiang, he was not personally exterminated by the cold-blooded and ruthless Lord Zuo Xiang. ”

"It's a pity that a noble girl has been reduced to an official prostitute!"

……

Facing several explicit and ill-intentioned glances, Jiang Mingzhi's eyes were cold, and he quickly smiled lightly.

Like all official prostitutes, she wore a gown that was difficult to hide, and her unbridled waist and slender calves were exposed to the cold air, allowing others to take pleasure in it.

She used to be the daughter of the noble Shangshu, but now she no longer has that identity protection.

She could have been killed by a headbutt like other noblewomen who had fallen into the Sect, but she was convinced that her father had not been involved in the rebellion and should not have been sentenced to exile.

Even if she struggles in the dust, she has to live...... And vindicate the Father's grievances!

After the dance, she calmly blessed herself and prepared to retire with the crowd.

"Left-sama has arrived—"

The sound of prayer broke the laughter at the banquet, and everyone was silent.

Jiang Mingzhi's body stiffened for a moment, and the next moment he came back to his senses, bowed down and followed the officials and slaves to retreat to the corner of the banquet.

The man is dressed in snow, the jade belt is fluttering, the three thousand green silk is tied up for the jade crown, the willow eyebrows, the phoenix eyes, the nose is like a hanging gall, the mouth is like a point of Zhu, and the noble is not stained with dust.

Zhilan jade tree, the breeze of the moon.

No one can associate such a bag with the rumored resolute and resolute Zuo.

The surrounding officials and prostitutes were all distracted, and only Jiang Mingzhi's eyebrows condensed with a faint sarcasm.

Following the butler's lead, the man took his seat in the middle of the banquet, and his arrival chilled the atmosphere of the banquet.

Left Xiang, Pei Zheng.

is young, but he is a totalitarian minister, and his methods are even more terrifying.

Jiang Mingzhi turned his head and stared at this man who seemed to be in a beautiful state, and the hatred in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and slowly revealed in her eyes.

Since the collapse of the Jiang family, she can't help but guess, I'm afraid that her father has already become a waste son of the leftist faction.

Otherwise, as his most important arm, how could Pei Zheng not go all out to rescue? Instead pushed her father into the abyss with his own hands?!

He and the prince have always had political disagreements and frictions, so what is the purpose of coming to the prince's dinner today?

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, she was afraid that she would have grabbed him by the collar and asked him why he caused the Jiang family to die?

Pei Zheng suddenly raised his eyes, just in time to meet her angry gaze.

Only then did Jiang Mingzhi break free from the intense emotions and realize that the identities between the two were like a moat.

If he can abandon his father, he may also cut down the grass and kill her!

Her eyelids drooped, and her crow-feathered eyelashes fluttered, obscuring all emotion in her eyes.

Pei Zheng took a sip of the wine glass, and his jade-like fingers tapped lightly on the table.

"You, come here."

His gaze fell on her.

There was an uproar all around.

Jiang Mingzhi chuckled in his heart.

She didn't hear much about him.

is in power, and he is quite trusted by Emperor Qing, so he naturally has ruthless methods that are extremely inconsistent with his appearance. And he is also known for his indifference and abstinence, not close to women, not only is the house empty so far, I heard that even Fengyue has never been in and out, and there is no peachy scandal.

Unexpectedly, this person came and set his eyes on her, without thinking about the credit that her father had made for him.

Jiang Mingzhi gritted his teeth and stood in place.

The teasing of the prince's henchmen around him grew louder and louder.

"Hahaha, it is said that Lord Zuo is not close to women, why did he come to our prince's banquet and be so anxious to find an official prostitute to accompany him?"

"I remember that Jiang Shangshu was loyal to Zuo Xiang, and Zuo Xiang killed his relatives righteously, and he still wanted to play with his daughter?"

"Don't wronged the left minister. Jiang Shangshu was only the head of the left minister, maybe he would have offered his daughter to show his loyalty, and the left minister came to reminisce about the old feelings. After all, there is not even a warm bed in the back house, and it is lonely. ”

……

Jiang Mingzhi couldn't help but grit his teeth when he heard these humiliations.

The other party, Pei Zheng, was indifferent, and the gaze that fell on her did not fluctuate, and he ordered in a tone that could not be refused, "Come and sit down." ”

Her fists clenched under the sleeves of the gauze, her head hung down, her eyes full of hatred.

Seeing that she didn't move, Pei Zheng's brows furrowed imperceptibly, and he said coldly, "Don't come again, do you want to kill you?" ”

In the spring of March, his words were as cold as winter, and several officials close to him did not dare to speak out at the moment.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and walked in embarrassment, and sat down beside him.

She sat down, Pei Zheng glanced at her lightly, but did not make any moves towards her.

Instead, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, and said coldly: "It was the prince who invited Benxiang to come, and if he doesn't show up, Benxiang will go back." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a laugh was heard in the distance.

"What is the Zuo Prime Minister anxious about? Could it be that you are in a hurry to enjoy the beauty? ”

With the laughter of the hall, the prince in purple and gold walked out with a smile.

Prince Ying Xiao Jun, who is Emperor Qing's most trusted sibling, gave birth to a handsome and good appearance, especially a pair of peach blossom eyes, and his smile is amorous and confusing.

He held a folding fan in his hand and walked leisurely.

"Today is a celebration banquet, Zuo Xiang has done a good job of rebellion for His Majesty, and all the people involved in the case will be punished by the nine clans, exiled at the lightest, and wiped them all out, solving the big trouble in His Majesty's heart, which can be said to be indispensable! Admire, admire! ”

Hearing the rebellion case, Jiang Mingzhi instinctively pricked up his ears.

Prince Ying smiled, but his voice was clearly wrapped in a trace of anger and coldness.

"Lord Zuo Xiang should be really ruthless, and his arm will be broken if he says it, and this king is ashamed of himself."

Jiang Mingzhi closed his eyes, and his fingers, which were already clenched into fists, were almost embedded in the flesh.

Her guess was right, her father was a waste son of the Zuo Xiang Party, and in this contest with Prince Ying, Pei Zheng lost and had to break his wrist.

Either Caesar or nothing.

His father's willingness to take over this sin was a possible consequence that he had thought about accepting when he first took refuge.

As a courtier, my father doesn't hate Zuo Xiang, but she Jiang Mingzhi hates! She hates Pei Zheng!

"Miss Jiang specially invited by this king, do you still like Zuo Xiang?" Although Prince Ying looked smiling, his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "Thinking about the beauty of Miss Jiang, Zuo Xiang couldn't understand it better." ”

He was taking advantage of this rare opportunity to humiliate Pei Zheng to his heart's content.

Pei Zheng didn't have any waves on his face, just drank calmly, "This wine is good." ”

Seeing that he didn't react, Prince Ying was not very satisfied, so he simply walked up to him and glanced at Jiang Mingzhi from the corner of his eye.

This glance made him take a closer look at the daughter of the former Shangshu Mansion.

He had seen it a few times before at the palace banquet, but he only remembered that it was a good-looking beauty, but he didn't expect that under the cumbersome clothes, it was such a stunner-like delicate body.

He did deliberately call her tonight, the purpose was to humiliate the left minister, and he was surprised why the left minister was so cooperative, and he actually asked for someone directly.

Now that he has seen people with his own eyes, he faintly regrets it.

How do you feel that although you humiliated him, you let him pick up a big bargain? The humiliation is not so painful.

Jiang Mingzhi was so numb that his scalp was numb by Prince Ying, although he resented Pei Zheng, but the exile of his father was obviously because the prince and others added a lot of firewood and fire, and finally forced Pei Zheng to push his father out as a substitute for the dead.

For this group of initiators, she only hates it more.

Prince Ying bowed down and deliberately approached, and the oppressive aura made Jiang Mingzhi frown uncomfortably.

He hooked her chin slightly with the folding fan in his hand, and the girl's helpless and startled face entered his pupils, making him lose his mind for a moment.

But this loss of consciousness was only for a moment, and he spoke softly, with a taste of bewitchment.

"Miss Jiang, your father was confused, followed a cold-blooded and ruthless master, and ended up in disrepute. If you have a grievance, how about a grievance in front of this king today, and this king guarantees that you will be free from the sea of suffering for the rest of your life? ”

After speaking, he turned his eyes sideways and looked at Pei Zheng defiantly.

Jiang Mingzhi laughed, this person is afraid that he thinks of himself as an ignorant boudoir girl.

Not to mention that she had long known from her father that the so-called prince was a dark-hearted and cold-blooded villain than Pei Zheng. His father's hatred is more than half of him.

Pei Zheng waved his big hand, and Prince Ying's hand that hooked Jiang Mingzhi's chin let go painfully.

"Pei Zheng, you!" Prince Ying exclaimed.

Jiang Mingzhi noticed that Pei Zheng picked up a grape in the glass plate and bounced off Prince Ying.

She looked at Pei Zheng, and the man still looked calm, as if nothing had happened.

"The prince forgives his sins, it's all bad for slaves and maids." Jiang Mingzhi's eyes rolled, and he immediately leaned over and knelt down.

Although Pei Zheng was appreciated by Emperor Qing, he had a dispute with Prince Ying in front of everyone's eyes, and it was difficult to guarantee who Emperor Qing would favor.

And Jiang Mingzhi took the blame on him for the first time, which not only avoided the dispute between Pei Zheng and Prince Ying, but also favored Pei Zheng's side.

She's gambling, betting that Pei Zheng will help herself!

The man's cold eyebrows were ironed properly, and the phoenix eyes looked at her with a hint of inquiry, but they were instantly replaced by the usual deep indifference.

was slapped with face, Prince Ying showed his original hideous face, but he couldn't help Pei Zheng, so he could only vent his anger on Jiang Mingzhi.

"You're looking for death—"

The folding fan in his hand was wrapped with unreserved killing intent and attacked Jiang Mingzhi.

For Prince Ying, killing an official prostitute is nothing?!

Jiang Mingzhi could only watch as the fan was about to penetrate her chest.

In the midst of lightning, the man's arm wrapped around her waist. The world swirled, and when she opened her eyes again, she was taken into the arms of the man, and the fan sank into the peach tree behind her, cutting off an extremely thick peach branch.

Pei Zheng protected her.

She was right.

For the rest of her life, she still had palpitations, but the cold and faint pine aroma on the man's body, wisps of which penetrated into her nose, gradually calmed her emotions.

Pei Zheng seemed to have lost all patience with this banquet, hugging the girl in his arms, his eyes fell on Prince Ying's face, inch by inch like ice.

"Benxiang himself sent it to the door to go to your Hongmen banquet, I thought I could see something interesting, but I didn't expect it to be so boring."

Prince Ying kept his face calm and did not say a word.

"Once the appearance has come, you can't go back empty-handed. She, the true image was taken away. ”

After that, he still grabbed the girl's waist and led her away from the table.

Looking at Pei Zheng's figure in the distance, Prince Ying swept away the haze, wiped the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Hahaha, it's really a hero who is sad to pass the beauty pass." Just now, Pei Zheng wanted to save her, but after recuperating for a long time, I am afraid that all my efforts have been lost! ”