That year, the spring breeze blew across the willow bank, and a young man rode his horse. What caught my eye was not only the beautiful spring scenery, but also the eye-catching figure.

Xu Jinshu was naturally conquered.

But at that time, she was still young, and as a young lady, she did not dare to say a word, and only hid the momentary excitement in her heart. She thought that this matter should be a spur of the moment, but she did not know that the seedlings that sprouted and took root would not wither immediately, but she remembered it for a long time.

If Sima Yu'an had not invited a matchmaker to propose marriage that day, perhaps no one would have been able to see into her thoughts.

"He, he is young and promising, and he is also handsome. Isn't it natural for me to like him?" Xu Jinshu said with a blushing face.

Everyone didn't want to tease her all the time, so they all nodded obediently and said, "Of course."

"what?"

Jing Yuyuan spoke suspiciously.

Everyone looked at her, and then Jing Yuyuan said, "Aren't you going to punish Sister Li with three cups of fruit drink?"

After hearing what she said, everyone turned their attention to Shang Tingli, only to see that she had secretly drunk a few glasses of fruit drinks.

He Zhiying couldn't help but laugh: "Why are you so greedy for wine? You'll have to suffer when you have to go to the toilet later."

Shang Tingli was not afraid at all, and said with a smile: "At most I will have to run a few more times, but it won't be tiring enough."

"Hey——"

This caused everyone to sigh in unison.

He Zhiying pretended to be angry and said, "You have just recovered from a serious illness, why are you saying such nonsense?" She was actually a little annoyed as she said this. She couldn't help but reach out and touch Shang Tingli's head. She gritted her teeth and said, "You, you——"

Shang Tingli quickly apologized: "Good sister, Xiaoli knows he was wrong."

He Zhiying turned his head away, as if he didn't want to pay attention to her. Shang Tingli had no choice but to walk up to her, but she turned her head away again. Shang Tingli had no choice but to look at the sisters for help, but no one looked at her.

Shang Tingli now really knew he was wrong, and hurriedly apologized: "My dear sisters, I was wrong, I was really wrong! Please pay attention to me..."

As she spoke, she pulled on He Zhixing's sleeve and stared at everyone with pitiful eyes.

Everyone was inevitably soft-hearted, and He Zhixiang warned: "Don't let it happen again next time."

Shang Tingli clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, my dear sisters, for forgiving me." He nodded again and again to assure, "There will never be a next time."

Yi Shuya handed over a glass of fruit drink, "What if it happens again? We can only use fruit drink instead of wine. Here, drink this glass."

Shang Tingli took it and drank it all in one gulp, "It tastes good."

Seeing that she was enjoying the drink, Xu Jinshu was a little puzzled: "Is it really that delicious?" Seeing Shang Tingli nodded, she took a cup and drank it. The taste was indeed good. She gave a satisfactory evaluation: "It is really delicious."

Yi Shuya picked up a cup and raised it, saying, "Come on."

Shang Tingli: “Go, go, go…”

The remaining three smiled at each other and raised their glasses to clink with them.

He no longer remembered how many glasses of fruit drinks he had drunk. Shang Tingli only knew that his lower abdomen was slightly bloated. He apologized and went to the toilet.

Yi Shuya laughed at her from behind: "Look, it's only been a short while and you already have to go to the toilet."

……

Shang Tingli came out from the toilet and was blocked by someone on her way back. She was forced to stop and look at the person.

This was a young man dressed as a guard. Shang Tingli had a vague impression of him, as if he had seen him somewhere, but he really couldn't remember where at the moment.

"Greetings, Princess." The guard clasped his fists and said, "I am a servant of His Royal Highness Prince Zhou, and my name is Jiying. The prince and His Royal Highness Prince Zhou had a few drinks, but he was already a little groggy. His Royal Highness Prince Zhou was afraid that you might be worried, so he asked me to come over and ask you to come over."

Shang Tingli: “?”

Ke Xingchen can’t drink much?

She had the impression that she rarely saw Ke Xingchen drinking, but she remembered that Ke Xingchen's alcohol tolerance was not too bad, and he should not be drunk after just a few drinks.

Shang Tingli's face turned serious. She looked at the guard in front of her who called himself Jiying. When she heard him mention Ke Ming, she remembered where she had seen this person before.

It was the tenth day of the tenth month of last year. The kite that she and Ke Xingchen were painting together had its string broken by accident, and it was picked up by Ke Ming. Ji Ying was there right in front of him.

Shang Tingli's eyes flickered slightly.

Regardless of whether it was true that Ke Xingchen was drunk, the identity of this person could not be false. And Ke Xingchen was from Ke Ming's faction, so there seemed to be no reason for him to lie to her?

Although she thought so, her twitching right eyelid told Shang Tingli that this matter was not as simple as she thought.

After glancing at Fei Luan behind him, Shang Tingli nodded towards Jiying.

Jiying led the way in front, and Shang Tingli followed.

No matter what happened, let's go and see what happened first, Shang Tingli thought. When she went out today, she did not bring Fangzhi and Gan Tang with her, but only brought Feiluan. Because it was Ke Xingchen who reminded her, saying that she might not be safe today, and having a girl who knows martial arts around her would always be an extra layer of security. She thought so, so she only brought Feiluan with her.

Why am I so uneasy today?

She didn't ask, she just knew that it's better to be safe than sorry.

After following Jiying all the way, they finally arrived at a house. It was quiet along the way and no one was seen. After entering the house, Shang Tingli found that there was no Ke Xin in the house, only a person sitting at the table making tea.

Shang Tingli realized that Jiying was lying.

"Here I am." Ke Ming smiled at her.

Shang Tingli paused for a moment, then knelt down towards him, "Your Highness, Prince Zhou."

Ke Ming said, "Sit down."

Shang Tingli sat opposite him.

Before Jiying closed the door, she did not send Feiluan out, so there were only four of them in the room.

After a while, Ke Ming asked, "Aren't you curious about why I tricked you to come here?"

Shang Tingli smiled faintly: "Your Highness has your own reasons."

Ke Ming chuckled: "You are calm."

Shang Tingli smiled and didn't respond.

Ke Ming poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of her. "Try it?"

Shang Tingli took a sip casually.

Ke Ming asked: "How does it taste?"

"Very good, but I am not used to it." Shang Tingli put down the teacup and said.

"Really?"

"Indeed."

Ke Ming picked up the teacup in front of him and repeatedly examined it in his hands, saying with an ambiguous tone, "The peony has always been paired with the queen mother, and tribute tea is only for the emperor. Miss He Er only took a sip, so it's natural that she's not used to it."

Shang Tingli was secretly shocked, but he didn't show it at all on his face.

Ke Ming smiled at her and said, "A beauty like Miss He Er, who is the most beautiful in the world, should be worthy of a respected person in this world. I think that being a mere Crown Prince's Consort is unfair to Miss He Er. You are worthy of being the mother of a country. What do you think, Miss He Er?"

His smile was too aggressive. Shang Tingli seemed to have understood some hidden emotions. She felt a chill in her heart, but she pretended to be nothing.

Shang Tingli said calmly, "Your Highness, Prince Zhou, is really too flattering, but I really don't deserve it. I believe that our prince has never had such intentions. I hope Your Highness, Prince Zhou, will be careful with his words."

Ke Ming stared at her for a long time and suddenly laughed.

"It doesn't matter."

Ke Ming waved his hand and told Ji Ying, "Send Miss He Er back."

Shang Tingli stood up.

Ke Ming looked at her back and said, "What if Xingchen doesn't mind?"

Shang Tingli did not stop walking and said without turning his head: "I do mind."

Ke Ming chuckled: "It's quite interesting."

He lowered his head, his lips curled up.

If it were just a piece of beautiful wood, it wouldn't be so fascinating. But something as interesting as this one is more fascinating.

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