I am the Prime Minister's White Moonlight (Rebirth)

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Yin Mei's breathing stagnated, and she looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Yin Xing, I don't understand, how did you offend him?"

Yin Xing's face froze, and he smiled bitterly, "I accidentally killed one of your Highness's birds."

"It was sent by Southwest. It's a colorful bird. He likes it very much."

Yin Mei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and felt sad and angry.

It turns out that my embarrassing experience and the tragedy in my dream were all due to such ridiculous reasons?

It's really ridiculous!

Soon, the banquet reached its climax and everyone came forward to congratulate Concubine Zhou on her birthday. However, Zhao Chenglin went against the crowd, holding a wine glass, walked through countless people and came straight to Yin Mei's table.

I don't know if he did it on purpose, but Shen Yunshu was chatting with Concubine Zhou, and Zhao Chenglin deliberately whistled when he passed by him, intentionally or unintentionally.

Shen Yunshu paused for a moment while holding the cup in his hand, his expression remained unchanged, and he looked calm and composed.

On the other side, Zhao Chenglin came up to Yin Mei and said with a smile, "Miss Yin, I'll toast to you."

The prince took the initiative to step forward and toast, and the other party was just the daughter of a merchant. For ordinary people, this was a huge honor. Even Sun Ning and Sun Baizhou were shocked when they saw this scene, wondering how Yin Mei was so lucky to be favored by the prince.

Yin Mei didn't think so. She picked up the wine glass in front of her with some hesitation and didn't want to drink it.

Zhao Chenglin was the first to drink half of the wine in his hand. Seeing that she didn't drink it, a strange smile appeared on his face again. He pointed at the wine in Yin Mei's hand and said, "This wine is really not very good. Miss Yin should not drink it."

Before Yin Mei could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Zhao Chenglin say, "Drink this cup instead."

Zhao Chenglin stretched out his hand and handed her his half-drunk glass of wine.

"This is a ten-year-old wine." Zhao Chenglin spoke leisurely. He quietly admired the panic that flashed across Yin Mei's face, as if he was enjoying the ups and downs of her emotions. "Drink it."

Everyone around was looking at Yin Mei quietly. Yin Mei's eyelashes were trembling and she was pinching her fingertips tightly.

Impossible, impossible to drink the wine in his hand.

Yin Mei gritted her teeth, picked up the glass of wine in her hand, and drank it all in one gulp.

There was quite a bit of wine in that cup. It was poured by Yin Xing for her. She drank it all in one breath. Some of the wine leaked down her neck. She drank it all in big gulps. The spicy and bitter taste spread in her mouth, choking her and making her cough several times. Her eyes were red from embarrassment, but she still maintained her courtesy on her face and said softly, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Zhao Chenglin looked at her, narrowed his eyes, a hint of triumphant smile flashed in his eyes, and asked softly, "How does it taste?"

"I am not good at drinking and cannot tell the good from the bad." Yin Mei said in a low voice.

"Haha, whatever." Zhao Chenglin was in a good mood. He glanced at Yin Xing beside him, and Yin Xing nodded.

Yin Mei suddenly felt that something was wrong.