The seductive princess is no longer being pursued; the aloof prime minister is facing a crematorium.

Chapter 1 After taking advantage of her, she ran away!

That night, in a certain sleeping quarters of the imperial palace.

The boudoir is warm with hibiscus blossoms, and a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

The candlelight in the bedroom cast a warm glow, which shone on two intertwined figures.

On the warm jade floor tiles, clothes, shoes, and socks were scattered all over the place, and jewelry was strewn about.

A valuable jade belt hung halfway down the bed, producing a clear and melodious jade-like sound as the bed swayed.

Jiang Jinshuang's body was burning hot, and her consciousness was blurred and confused.

Like a drowning beast trapped in a cage, she could only instinctively wrap her arms around the man's neck!

She scratched his back, leaving bloody welts, and the veins on his broad, fair back bulged.

The man on top of her had bloodshot eyes, filled with humiliation and undisguised desire.

The man's voice was hoarse, and the hand on her waist tightened: "Jiang Jinshuang...it's you..."

Jiang Jinshuang, who was originally confused and infatuated, had a moment of clarity in her eyes when she heard the man's hoarse voice.

He thought she had drugged him.

A hint of hurt flashed in her eyes, but she sneered, "Young Master Pei, I'm in love with you, what wouldn't I do..."

Before he finished speaking——

The man's thin lips tightened, and his eyes darkened completely.

Jiang Jinshuang let out a muffled groan, her eyes filled with despair.

Her skin was delicate and fair, and the man's body temperature seemed to burn her.

"Pei... Pei Du, how dare you..."

"Isn't this what Her Highness the Princess has been trying so hard to obtain?"

……

The lights flickered.

From within the sheer curtains, a slender, delicate hand reached out, seemingly struggling and pleading for help.

But the next second, that slender little hand was pulled back into the curtain by another large, long hand that slipped between her fingers.

The jade belt pendant swayed even more violently.

The tinkling sounds, like gentle whispers, drifted by in the mountain breeze.

Jiang Jinshuang's body felt as if it didn't belong to her; she was suddenly lifted to the clouds and then plunged into the sea.

As Princess Zhaoming of Wanjin Kingdom, she was well aware of how absurd and ridiculous her actions were tonight.

—She actually resorted to the despicable act of drugging Pei Du, whom she had long admired, and they made love in the inner palace!

If others were to see this, her already less-than-stellar reputation would be further ridiculed and humiliated, leading to her complete disgrace!
In the past, Jiang Jinshuang might have had some reservations, but now, she doesn't care at all.

Three days ago, Jiang Jinshuang knelt outside the palace for three whole days to plead for the Prince Ruiyang who was "intending to rebel"!

The emperor was furious and issued an edict banishing her to her fiefdom on the frontier, forbidding her from ever returning to the capital without further decree!
After tonight, Jiang Jinshuang will leave Chang'an City.

If nothing unexpected happens, she will never be able to come back.

In Chang'an, everyone knows that Princess Zhaoming, Jiang Jinshuang, went to great lengths to pursue Pei Du, a poor scholar, shamelessly and without any sense of shame.

Pei Du never gave her a single glance from beginning to end.

Rumor has it that Jiang Jinshuang was enraged by this and used her power to force him to move into the princess's residence, claiming that the residence was quiet and secluded, allowing him to focus on the imperial examinations and win fame.

Jiang Jinshuang knew better than anyone that Pei Du loathed her.

The man tightened his grip on her wrist, his eyes glazed over, and he remained silent, his lips pursed.

The movements beneath him became even more forceful, as if he wanted to crush her completely.

The curtains fluttered, casting the intertwined shadows of the two figures.

Jiang Jinshuang squinted at the man in front of her and suddenly felt a little regretful.

—After tonight, they will never see each other again.
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Three years later.

When Jiang Jinshuang opened her eyes again, she heard a constant stream of chatter around her.

"Brother, whose entourage is this? Whose support is this grand procession of carriages?"

"You don't know? This is Princess Zhaoming, who was banished from the capital!"

"Princess Zhaoming? Is that the Princess Zhaoming who bullied women and dominated men, was licentious and dissolute, and was banished to her fiefdom by the Emperor three years ago for offending him, and is forbidden from returning to the capital without an imperial edict?!"

"Who else could it be but her?" "This...this devilish devil is back again?"

"It is said that the Emperor is seriously ill, and the Imperial Observatory's chief advisor wants her to attend to him at his bedside!"

"Alas! With Princess Zhaoming back, won't the capital be thrown into chaos again?"

"What's there to be afraid of? With Prime Minister Pei in charge of our Wan Jin Kingdom, why would we be afraid of a mere princess who has lost power?"

"That's true, they might be kicked out of Beijing again in a couple of days!"

"..."

The chattering and gossip only annoyed Jiang Jinshuang.

She never expected that she would be able to return to Chang'an.

Three years ago, she was banished from the capital for pleading for Prince Ruiyang, who was accused of "treason," in front of the emperor.

Now that she's back, she absolutely cannot leave the capital so easily again.

She had to find out what happened back then.

Jiang Jinshuang did not believe that the illustrious Prince Ruiyang would harbor malicious intentions and plot to seize the throne!
On both sides of the carriage, people lined the road, pointing and whispering about her white jade carriage, making sarcastic remarks.

In the past, Jiang Jinshuang, as the emperor's most favored princess Zhaoming, abused her power and acted tyrannically, oppressing the people.

Not to mention the people of the capital, even the dogs on the street wanted to bark wildly at her.

Now that she has lost power and returned to Chang'an, everyone, both in the open and in the shadows, is waiting to see her make a fool of herself.

A long wind lifted the carriage curtain, and Jiang Jinshuang casually glanced outside. On a tall building, there seemed to be a man in a green robe with black hair, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Jinshuang yawned lazily and said to Chuntao outside the carriage, "Let's go straight to the palace."

Chun Tao hesitated and said, "Your Highness, you've traveled a long way and are covered in dust. Now that you're back at the Princess's residence, why don't you change and wash up first?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang chuckled lightly: "If I don't pay my respects to His Majesty immediately upon returning to the capital, I'm afraid I'll receive a memorial to the throne tomorrow."

Chun Tao opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she only looked at the carriage with heartache and said, "This servant understands."

……

The carriage stopped outside the Forbidden City.

Jiang Jinshuang, with Chuntao's help, stepped down from the carriage.

"You wait here, I'll be right back."

"Yes."

Jiang Jinshuang took the token and handed it to the guard at the door.

The guard glanced at the token and said coldly, "Your Highness, please. The person who will escort you into the palace is already waiting ahead."

Jiang Jinshuang nodded, took back the token, and entered the Forbidden City.

As Jiang Jinshuang walked through the long palace corridor, she calmly observed her surroundings.

She noticed it as soon as she entered the capital.

—Someone is following her, and it's not just one group.

One group should be His Majesty's people, while Jiang Jinshuang is not so sure about the other group.

After all, she had many mortal enemies in the capital, so it wouldn't be surprising if anyone sent someone to follow her.

At the end of the palace road, after stepping through the palace gate, the view suddenly opens up.

After taking a few more steps, Jiang Jinshuang heard a soft, sweet voice coming from beside the pavilion: "Sister!"

Jiang Jinshuang looked in the direction of the sound.

A woman dressed in a flowing, light blue dress with wide sleeves stood under the pavilion, looking at her with a smile.

After Jiang Jinshuang recognized who it was, she pursed her lips slightly and stood still.

The woman in green smiled and walked out from under the pavilion, gracefully approaching her.

She bowed slightly: "Sister, it's been a long time."

Jiang Jinshuang chuckled lightly: "Yes, it's been three years. I never imagined that the refugee girl I picked up back then would now be a rich young lady."

Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows: "Xia Yurong, long time no see."

The woman in green, known as "Xia Yurong," bit her lip slightly, hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and took Jiang Jinshuang's hand.

"Sister, are you still blaming me? Blaming me for not pleading for you before His Majesty three years ago?"

(End of this chapter)