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

Chapter 127 Inkstone Secrets, Push It Down.

Jiang Jinshuang scoffed lightly, finding it amusing.

In her case, the crime is unforgivable and deserves severe punishment.

Seeing that the situation was not right, he suddenly had a change of heart and told them to go change their clothes instead.

The bloodstains on Pei Du's back were soaked through, blooming into large patches of blood flowers.

"Your Majesty, this matter is not over yet. His Highness has been framed, and there must be an explanation."

Pei Du had already spoken so much that he was exhausted, and when he said this, he was speaking in a breathy voice.

—I feel like I'm about to die.

"Lord Pei, as I said, you should go and change your clothes first," the Empress Dowager said sternly. "I will handle this matter myself; you don't need to remind me."

Pei Du clearly wanted to say something more.

Jiang Jinshuang suddenly sneezed, and a cold wind blew by, causing her to shrink her neck.

Pei Du frowned slightly and turned to look at her.

He then looked at the Empress Dowager again and said, word by word, "I have remembered what happened today."

These words were considered disobedient and threatening to the Empress Dowager.

Displeasure flashed in the Empress Dowager's eyes.

Pei Du ignored him, simply turned around and led Jiang Jinshuang out of the crowd.
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Jiang Jinshuang found it amusing.

To be precise, the Empress Dowager should be considered her grandmother, but this "grandmother" was closer to outsiders than to her.

What she did as a "granddaughter" was quite laughable.

I returned to my meditation room and changed my clothes.

A young servant brought over ginger tea, saying it was prepared by the Grand Secretary.

After Jiang Jinshuang drank the beverage, she inquired further and learned that Pei Du had just returned to his room and had fainted due to excessive blood loss.

Zhao Yungui should have already received the news. After Jiang Jinshuang finished her ginger tea, she placed the porcelain bowl on the table.

She refused to let it go.

Having been smeared for no reason, Xia Yurong seemed to think that Jiang Jinshuang was too easy to bully.

It has been about an hour since she fell into the water.

After resting for a while, Jiang Jinshuang got up and prepared to go out.

As soon as the door opened, He Weijing and Yan Jue were standing outside.

Jiang Jinshuang was stunned for a moment, not quite reacting: "Mr. He? What brings you here?"

He Weijing frowned slightly and looked Jiang Jinshuang up and down.

"Hand out."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang obediently extended her hand.

He Weijing took Jiang Jinshuang's pulse and took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve: "Take it."

The pills are bitter.

Based on Jiang Jinshuang's experience, she knew that He Weijing was angry with her.

She chuckled twice: "Did Mr. He hear rumors and come here specifically to treat me?"

"No, I was just passing through and sightseeing."

Jiang Jinshuang: "..."

That was just something said in anger.

He chuckled awkwardly twice, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

He Weijing stopped arguing with her and took the initiative to ask, "I heard there was a drowning incident?"

Jiang Jinshuang blinked: "Sir, you mean... Red Medicine?"

He Weijing nodded: "Take me to see it."

Jiang Jinshuang realized what was happening and took He Weijing out the door.

Yan Jue, standing to the side, remained silent, simply following Jiang Jinshuang.

Hongyao's "corpse" was placed in the woodshed.

When Jiang Jinshuang brought He Weijing to the woodshed, He Weijing only glanced at Hongyao and sneered.

"Mr. He," Jiang Jinshuang asked, puzzled, "what are you laughing at?"

"I can see that Huguo Temple doesn't have a decent doctor either, otherwise, people wouldn't have been able to be talked to to death while they were still on their last breath."

Jiang Jinshuang raised an eyebrow: "Mr. He, do you mean Hongyao isn't dead yet?"

"He's not dead, he can be saved."

He paused, but didn't offer any help. Instead, he turned to Jiang Jinshuang and said, "You tell me." "I tell you?" Jiang Jinshuang didn't understand. "Tell me what?"

"Tell me, will you save me or not?" He Weijing said calmly. "If it's to your advantage, I won't save you."

In He Weijing's eyes, there seemed to be no benevolence of a doctor, nor any sense of self-awareness of saving lives.

Whether he saves or not seems to depend entirely on his mood.

“Save her,” Jiang Jinshuang said with a smile, without hesitation, “Drowning her like this would be too easy for her.”

He Weijing nodded nonchalantly: "Alright, then we'll save them."

As he spoke, He Weijing squatted down: "It may take some time to recover."

Jiang Jinshuang nodded: "Then I'll trouble you, Mr. He. I have other matters to attend to. Please make yourself at home, Mr. He."

He Weijing nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Jiang Jinshuang turned and left the woodshed.

"The secret of inkstones," she said softly.

The next second, a dark figure appeared in front of her.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled at him: "Come with me."

Yan Jue didn't say much, he just nodded.

Xia Yurong's meditation room was close to the Empress Dowager's residence.

After today's commotion, the Empress Dowager issued an imperial decree ordering Xia Yurong to rest properly in her meditation room and not to be disturbed by others.

So when Jiang Jinshuang brought Yan Jue to Xia Yurong's residence, the Zen temple was very quiet.

Kick open the door.

Jiang Jinshuang immediately spotted Xia Yurong sitting on the edge of the bed, taking herbal medicine.

Xia Yurong was completely unprepared for Jiang Jinshuang's intrusion!

He hurriedly got up, and the scalding hot medicine fell to the ground!
Xia Yurong had been soaking in the water for quite a while, and her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and she looked sickly and frail.

But Jiang Jinshuang had no intention of showing any pity or tenderness towards her.

"Your Highness!? What are you doing here!"

Xia Yurong stood up, straightened her back, and stared intently at Jiang Jinshuang.

Jiang Jinshuang took a step and walked towards Xia Yurong.

"Your Highness!" Xia Yurong took a few steps back, her feet hitting the edge of the bed. With nowhere left to retreat, she could only feign intimidation and say, "The Empress Dowager's decree forbids anyone from coming here. Does Your Highness intend to disobey the imperial edict?!"

Jiang Jinshuang stood in front of Xia Yurong, looking down at her.

"Haven't I defied enough imperial decrees?"

As she spoke, she ignored Xia Yurong's struggles, grabbed her wrist with one hand, and pulled her out of the meditation room!

"Your Highness! What exactly do you want to do!?"

"Princess Zhaoming! Yu Rong will definitely tell His Majesty and the Empress Dowager everything you have done today!"

"Jiang... Jiang Jinshuang! What exactly do you want to do!?"

Xia Yurong never knew that Jiang Jinshuang was so strong!

She struggled, her entire wrist feeling as if a layer of skin was about to peel off, but the hand gripping her wrist seemed to be cast in bronze and iron, and did not loosen its grip even slightly!

Pulling and pulling along like this, Jiang Jinshuang led Xia Yurong to the lotus pond!
Finally stopped.

"Yanjue, go get me a chair," Jiang Jinshuang ordered calmly.

Yan Jue didn't say anything, and disappeared in a flash. A short while later, he brought a grand chair from the side and placed it behind Jiang Jinshuang.

Jiang Jinshuang gracefully took her seat.

Xia Yurong stood by the lotus pond, her voice trembling slightly: "Your Highness, what exactly do you want to do?"

Jiang Jinshuang crossed her legs and leisurely looked at the delicate woman in front of her.

"Xia Yurong, how did I push you into the water today?"

Xia Yurong's entire body was trembling. She straightened her back and said in a hard voice, "What does Your Highness mean by this? Do you intend to torture Yurong into confessing?"

Xia Yurong in front of me has changed into a clean and tidy dress.

Fair and gentle skin, this is a very fashionable dress style right now.

Jiang Jinshuang raised her chin.

"Forced confession?" Jiang Jinshuang sneered. "Miss Xia, you misunderstand. I summoned you here today simply to have you reenact the situation from back then."

As she spoke, the smile on Jiang Jinshuang's face vanished, replaced by a sudden murderous intent.

"Inkstone technique, push it down."