The Jiang family brought Jiang Hui back to Shengjing from a remote ravine, but they wanted her to be a stepping stone for their younger siblings.
At a banquet, the noble family members exchanged cups, but she was framed and kneeled alone outside the corridor, with bloody plum blossoms printed on her arms.
And this was because she was set up to have a high position with the crown prince of the Xie family.
Later, Ling Ling was poisoned to death in the wasteland.
Just because the Jiang Xie family never put her in their eyes, she was powerless and as humble as an ant.
Taking advantage of the eldest princess's body to do a heavy job is also a fate of being bullied.
Jiang Hui quit.
The unscrupulous slaves who took advantage of the situation and the county magistrates who talked sweetly and had swords, all used their power to oppress them, so she turned the world upside down and told them who had the power.
She wants the evil to die and the humble to get justice.
She wants the platform to be overturned and the power to be restored.
However, the storm was rising, and several parties worked together to lure her into the urn, hoping to get rid of her quickly.
Jiang Hui thought carefully and chose a confident accomplice. Pei Yuanjian, the most popular minister of the Northern Dynasty at that time.
Even though he was in the back house, Jiang Hui had heard rumors about this gentleman countless times. He was the son of a groom who failed in the first imperial examination. He had made great achievements in rescuing people and was very good at wielding power. The most important thing is that he has a cruel and unpredictable temperament. One moment, he greets people with a smile, and the next moment, he personally covers the door.
It was windy, rainy, and foggy, and the corners of Pei Yuanjian's red robe were stained with water. His beautiful features were suppressed by the serious aura, and his tone was surly and cold, as annoying as before: "Elder Princess, you have boarded my ship, there is no turning back."
Jiang Hui stood up on the steps and was taller than him. Coldness and coldness overflowed from under the drooping eyelashes: "There is no way ahead, so we must rely on our lives.
Kill with blood. "
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Crazy criticizing the scheming princess × ruthlessly wielding power Privy Envoy
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