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He smiled brightly.

At this time, Song Ling sat not far from Jin Ping'er, bowed slightly and filled her a glass of sake.

Afterwards, turn to the First Prince to refill.

"Sister Ping'er, this imperial brother will cleanse you up, come..."

Jin Ping'er could only follow him, taking a small sip.

The two chatted casually, and Jin Chengjian in front of him felt that the timing was right, with a distressed expression on his face, he said:

"Imperial Sister, it's been more than a year since I left, and I'm afraid I've rarely heard about the affairs in Beijing."

After finishing speaking, he took a sip of the wine in front of him and slapped it heavily on the table.

Then he coughed violently twice.

"Sister, don't mind too much, my husband is not good at drinking, if my sister hadn't returned to Beijing today, my husband would never be like this."

Song Ling on the side whispered softly in Jin Ping'er's ear.

Gradually, Song Ling approached her more and more from the position of more than one person.

Of course, Jin Ping'er is not yet confident enough, sitting here, someone will come to her door.

Therefore, she is not at all low in her inner defense against the woman beside her.

It is said that the wine game is the battlefield, which is not bad at all.

She knew exactly what Jin Chengjian, who was on the opposite side of the banquet, was thinking, but she was a little confused on the side.

However, with her current absolute strength, she only needs to be careful.

"Sister Huang, do you know that a country cannot live without a king. Brother Huang, who supervises the country, is always in fear, for fear of losing the foundation of his ancestors."

Jin Chengjian sighed again, with a sad expression and a crimson color that is not good at drinking, and said.

"Forget it, forget it. I won't mention it today..."

He waved his hands mockingly, and then made a drunken vomit.

"Husband...you..."

Song Ling straightened up immediately and said with concern.

Jin Chengjian seemed to be restraining Song Ling.

"It's okay, you take good care of the imperial sister. You can handle your husband's affairs by yourself."

"Sister Ping'er, the emperor's brother is too strong to drink, so I'm being rude, I'll fix my appearance first, and then I'll have a drink with the emperor's sister."

After Jin Chengjian finished speaking, he propped himself up and staggered towards the side hall.

After he walked out of the banquet hall, he immediately regained his sober state, rubbed his face, straightened his expression, and walked around behind the screen.

At this time, the four old guys sitting here were sitting on chairs, all holding tea with a calm expression.

The one sitting at the head was an old man with a smooth forehead and a short beard, and the power in his eyebrows and eyes remained undiminished.

He asked calmly.

"Cheng Jian, how is our No. [-] arrogant princess in Yasukuni?"

But Jin Chengjian just now was like a student, not at all as grand as he used to travel in front of the people in front of the imperial chariot, and seemed a little nervous, saying:

"My son-in-law feels... thinks... my son-in-law can't see the depth..."

An old man with a tall and straight figure and a scar on his face asked anxiously:

"Cheng Jian, Prime Minister Song, did you do what I told you to do?"

"Back to Taiwei, Cheng Jian listened to Song Xiang's wishes and held her by the back when they got on the frame together, intending to distinguish between men and women. But she just took a step forward, and boarded the car one step ahead of time. If Cheng Jian made a move at that time, he would be rude, Cheng Jian dare not..."

After Jin Chengjian said this, the four old guys seemed to be thinking about it.

"Do you think she did it on purpose or not?"

Jin Chengjian listened and shook his head.

"Prime Minister, according to Gao Jie's opinion, this Jin Ping'er must have taken precautions. It seems that most of the news from the Queen Mother in the palace is true. This Jin Ping'er must be a man. Otherwise, why would she Dodge deliberately? In the name of her number one genius in the world, Cheng Jian is just supporting her waist, so there is no need for her to get out of the way. Guys, you can use your brains better. This old man only cares about fighting, a bit of my humble opinion."

After the old man finished speaking excitedly, he waited silently for the opinions of the others.

"Brother Sang, Brother Cao, what do you think?"

At this time, Prime Minister Song, who was sitting at the top, spoke to the other two old men.

"It's hard to make a decision now."

The other two looked at each other and nodded. Among them, the old man sitting in the lowest seat said while pondering:

"The spies in the north have already said that our Tianjiao princess, Jin Ping'er, has unique hobbies and only likes women. If it is true as what is said in the palace, then this matter makes sense. However, there are rumors at the other end that it turns out that Concubine Ning pretended to be suspicious and let the queen dowager have fun, which led to the queen dowager being tricked in the matter of Lin'an County. Now this matter is no longer clear."

"Hey, what's the specifics, this time I still have to wrong my niece Ling'er, Prime Minister Gao Yi."

After finishing speaking, the old man stood up and bowed his hands to Prime Minister Song.

"This matter can only be done by Ling'er. We waited for 20 years for the sake of Jingguo's eternal prosperity and to get rid of the thieves. Why can't children do such a small thing. Cheng Jian, don't think about it, just do it. Do you understand? If Jin Ping'er is a woman, even if women play with Fengluan, it's just for fun after dinner. If she really likes it, it will be of great benefit to us. Just need to play with women, you can Tether her firmly to our side. If it is a man, and today is just an accident, or Linger is for the country, this is a great righteousness."

"My son-in-law understands that it's up to Prime Minister Song to decide."

He bowed his head respectfully...

At the same time, Song Ling was sitting beside Jin Ping'er in the banquet hall, and Song Ling was adding wine to Jin Ping'er. The jug, patter, all sprinkled on Jin Ping'er's white skirt.

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"oops!"

Song Ling, who sprained her foot and lost her center of gravity, leaned on Jin Ping'er.

A smile flashed across the corner of Jin Ping'er's mouth, and then, with a panicked look, he hurriedly supported Song Ling to prevent her from falling to the ground.

But the wine pot held in Song Ling's hand, the jade pot lid was shaken off, touched the upright part in front of Jin Ping'er, bounced slightly, hit the ground, and shattered into several petals.

And the flagon was in a poured state without the lid, and the wine flowed along the lid, as if it was spilled.

The wine was poured in front of her...

The transparent liquid under the neck poured down along the collarbone like a stream.

It was originally a chest-length skirt, and the outer layer was wrapped in white gauze, which soon became wet and became translucent.

Gradually... that Jin Ping'er's homemade, strapless, water blue embroidered tube top with fitted embroidery became more and more obvious.

The wine slowly permeated, and even the two cute protruding corners could be vaguely seen.

Under the splash of wine, not only the upper body suffered, but the skirt of the lower body was also quickly soaked by the wine, and the skirt was quickly attached to the legs.

"Sister, this..."

Song Ling was flustered, took a breath, hurriedly got up from Jin Ping'er, took out her handkerchief and wiped it on Jin Ping'er as if eagerly.

Starting from Jin Ping'er's neck, the handkerchief wiped off the crystal beads rolling on Xuenen's skin.

Going down the collarbone, naturally, rubbing a little bit on the tall and straight place in front of her.

Of course, it was unavoidable to dawdle a few times on the two sharp corners.

It's just that every time she wipes it, she seems to feel that she wipes the wine on the mountain again and again, and the mountain over there becomes more upright, even a little rebellious.

She didn't know that Jin Ping'er in front of her had been "hungry" for almost half a month.

The evil fire in her heart had already been ignited.

With such extravagance, she didn't have time to go to the brothel to take care of it.

The good thing is that the evil burning heart now is not as sensitive as it was at the beginning.

Jin Ping'er has also experienced many battles.

Before, it could be perfectly controlled.

It's just... It's not easy for Jin Ping'er to keep her complexion unchanged when working on a mountain peak, but her body's reaction can't be stopped by consciousness alone.

"Sister, this...how is it good, husband still has time, sister will take you to wash and change clothes.

It's over, my sister will accompany my sister again. "

She had a troubled face, seeing Jin Ping'er nodding, she felt a little relieved, and then shouted loudly outside the room:

"De Zhang!"

At this time, a little eunuch with the appearance of a yellow gate came hurriedly with his head down.

Song Ling stood in front of Jin Ping'er, covering her wet body to prevent her from embarrassment or causing unnecessary trouble.

"The little one has met Madam and the King of Qin."

"When my husband comes back, tell him that I will take my sister to wash and change clothes first. Step back first, and don't let other people come in."

Jin Ping'er just watched, feeling happy.

Good guy, even the imperial eunuchs have been moved here for use.

After Song Ling gave her orders, she looked ashamed, lowered her head and led Jin Ping'er to the rear wing, and hurried away.

...

As for the little yellow gate who had just left here, he tilted his head and looked into the banquet hall. Seeing that both Jin Ping'er and Song Ling had already left, he quickly stepped into the side hall.

"Dezhang has met Xiangye, Taiwei Gao, Yushi Sang, Taifu Cao, and the First Prince."

At this time, everyone in the side hall looked at the little eunuch.

"What does Ling'er mean?"

"Responding to Master Xiang's words, Madam and I gesture the word 'one'."

The old man sitting in the first place seemed to have only a certain beard moving, and waved.

"Okay, you go down."

Waiting for the little eunuch to go away, the expressions on everyone's faces became relaxed. They each picked up the tea bowls at hand and took a sip slowly.

"Everyone understands what Ling'er means. She roughly judged that she was a daughter, and she will wait for the next step to verify."

After the old man finished speaking, he put the teacup aside.

"The old man believes in the judgment of niece Ling. She is a woman, and she is actually a womanizer. This is a great thing. We don't have many girls in our family, just give her away."

"It's not right..." An old man in the corner said at this moment.

"Teacher Cao, you can't suspect that King Qin killed your son because he was hostile to her. Even if we don't use the Jin Ping'er card, we can't give it to the Queen Mother. Don't you understand this? The Queen Mother is in charge of the harem. If If she gave her all the concubines of Emperor Ankang, wouldn't it mean that our side will be left behind."

"The old man has an idea."

"Emissary Sang, please speak."

"We, the King of Qin, are extremely talented. It is said that we have a very good relationship with Qizhenxuan, and we don't need our cultivation resources. If we can win him over, we must either find people around her, or she can find a way by herself."

The censor doctor took a breath, and the old god continued on the ground: "The most trusted person around her is Dou Banshan. Dou Banshan once beat you to a high position. We all know what he is, stinky stone One. Therefore, our active thinking is still in the aspect of her liking for beauty."

These old men nodded.

"Originally we planned to marry our daughter to Cheng Jian after he ascended the throne. But now, in my opinion, let's take good care of King Qin first, and then marry the girls of our family to Cheng Jian. In this way, through With such an upside-down relationship between women, with the wind blowing by the pillow, this Southern Fanyu's first-day arrogance will definitely stand by Cheng Jian's side. Isn't this a hopeful enthronement? After King Qin returned to Shangliang, he still In my opinion, we still need to invite her back to Beijing to have a look, even at that time, Jin Ping'er is our most powerful support."

The old man became more and more complacent as he talked, and finally put down the teacup in his hand with a smile on his face.

On one side, Grand Tutor Cao Xian, with a slightly dark complexion, said in a muffled voice:

"Master Sang, although your strategy is good, she really doesn't necessarily have to be a daughter."

"That's right, let's just wait for the good news from this niece of the spirit."

...

In the boudoir with a touch of sandalwood.

Jin Ping'er sat on the bed under Song Ling's curtain.

Song Ling hurriedly asked the maids to pour hot soup into the bathtub behind.

In less than 10 minutes, I heard the voice coming from that end.

"Okay, get out, and don't let anyone in without my order."