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

Chapter 138 Help him bandage up.

Jiang Jinshuang has also suffered many injuries.

She often applies medicine to herself, but her technique is poor and it hurts quite a bit.

She was used to it and could tolerate it, but Pei Du was different.

With delicate skin and being a scholar, he might not be able to withstand it.

Jiang Jinshuang exhaled a breath of stale air and approached the wound on Pei Du's chest.

The cold breath sprayed onto the wound on the man's shoulder, and Pei Du pursed his lips slightly, his body trembling slightly.

But she only trembled slightly, without retreating an inch.

"Pei Du, I'm coming. Please bear with me."

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling: "Okay."

Jiang Jinshuang had already tried her best to control her strength.

The cool ointment was applied to his deep, bone-revealing wound, covering the blood.

Jiang Jinshuang applied a thick layer of ointment, her head bowed as she carefully treated the wound, unaware of the gaze directed at her from above.

His eyes were dark and inky, with a fleeting glint of crimson in their depths, but it vanished almost instantly.

The darkness surged like a turbulent sea; he even slowed his breathing, his hands hanging down as he simply gazed at her.

Suddenly, he gasped, and his handsome brows furrowed slightly.

Jiang Jinshuang stopped applying the medicine and said in a deep voice, "Did I hurt you?"

"No, Your Highness, please continue."

"Pei Du, why don't we find someone else? I'm not very gentle."

"Your Highness has done very well; there is no need to belittle yourself."

"..."

Outside the carriage, Jingmo stood ramrod straight, not daring to even breathe.

What...what is this all about?!

These are conversations that adults dare to say, but he doesn't dare to listen to!
Swallowing hard, Jingmo slowed down the carriage, ignoring the sounds coming from inside.

I do not know how long it has been.

Jiang Jinshuang's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and she finally stepped back a few paces, letting out a heavy breath.

"Alright," Jiang Jinshuang said in a more relaxed tone, and picked up a piece of silk from the side, "I'll bandage you up."

Compared to applying medicine, Jiang Jinshuang's bandaging technique was quite skillful.

In no time at all, Jiang Jinshuang had finished bandaging the wound on his shoulder with silk.

The bleeding has finally stopped.

Jiang Jinshuang stepped forward and released Pei Du's pressure points.

"Change your clothes yourself."

Pei Du nodded slightly: "Thank you for your trouble, Your Highness."

Jiang Jinshuang didn't say anything, she just turned her back.

Soon after, the rustling sound of clothes rubbing together came from behind.

Jiang Jinshuang just applied medicine to Pei Du, only removing his upper body, but if he were to change clothes, he would definitely need to change into a different set.

Jiang Jinshuang felt somewhat uneasy at the thought of this.

"I...I'm going outside the carriage for some fresh air."

Behind him, the man paused for a second before calmly saying, "Alright, Your Highness, please be careful."

Jiang Jinshuang responded and finally stepped out of the carriage after lifting the curtain.

When Jingmo saw her emerge from the carriage, his eyes widened in surprise, and he was still somewhat stunned.

"Your Highness, is the Lord... alright?"

Although Jingmo felt embarrassed listening to their conversation in the carriage.

But reason told him that the adult was still sick and wouldn't do such a thing.
Jiang Jinshuang nodded: "It's alright, he's changing his clothes inside."

Change clothes?
Jingmo stopped his thoughts, grinned at Jiang Jinshuang, and stopped himself from overthinking.

Jiang Jinshuang, of course, had no idea what Jingmo was thinking. She sat down next to him, enjoying the cool night breeze, and her previously chaotic thoughts finally dissipated. Jiang Jinshuang realized that since she returned from the capital, every time she met Pei Du, it seemed to be a tense, confrontational atmosphere.

The sudden change to a more harmonious atmosphere felt somewhat eerie to her.

"Jingmo," she said listlessly, "how many years have you been serving your parents?"

Jingmo replied earnestly, "Your Highness, I have been serving by your side since you passed the imperial examination. It has been three years now."

“That seems to be similar to mine,” Jiang Jinshuang asked with a smile, “Having served Lord Pei for so long, what do you think of his personality?”

"what?"

Is it really appropriate to talk about your master in front of him?

But then he thought, since the princess is here, Jingmo has nothing to be afraid of.

With a chuckle, Jingmo said, "Master is of noble character and noble virtue, but his personality... is a bit cold. If someone doesn't know him well, they might think he's not very approachable."

Jiang Jinshuang touched her nose and said without any hesitation, "That makes sense. I've always felt that Pei Du is cold and aloof, and doesn't have much of a human touch."

Upon hearing this, Jingmo hurriedly waved his hand: "Your Highness misunderstands. I didn't mean that you and the lord are not familiar with each other."

He paused, then scratched the back of his head: "I think... Master, he's actually a pretty good person sometimes."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Jingmo, does your master often deduct your salary? Why do you seem to have a long-standing grudge against Pei Du?"

"Your Highness, please be careful with your words!" Jingmo coughed lightly and hurriedly whispered to stop him, "Your Highness, my loyalty to you is as clear as day and night. I would never hold a grudge just because you punished me with a six-month salary reduction!"

Jiang Jinshuang laughed even louder.

She held her stomach, almost laughing through her tears.

She discovered that Jingmo was very clever in dealing with people, but he was also sincere and clumsy when gossiping with others.

Seeing Jiang Jinshuang laugh at him, Jingmo chuckled twice and lowered his head.

He actually felt somewhat sorry for Princess Zhaoming.

When the master's old injury relapsed, Jingmo naturally assumed from a few rumors that His Highness had poisoned him to teach him a lesson.

He understood that because his understanding of His Highness was limited to snippets of conversation from others, Jingmo still harbored a certain innate prejudice against Jiang Jinshuang.

This kind of prejudice is actually very unfair.

He naturally assumed that His Highness had poisoned the man, but that was not the case at all.

Your Highness is not as bad as the rumors suggest.

Thinking of this, Jingmo felt even more guilty.

Looking at Jiang Jinshuang, who was laughing heartily in front of him, Jingmo opened his mouth, wanting to apologize.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

Before he could say anything more, a few muffled coughs came from inside the carriage.

"Sir, what's wrong? Are you alright?"

Jingmo was the first to react and hurriedly asked.

Jiang Jinshuang also frowned slightly, remaining seated outside the carriage.

He coughed a few more times, and the man finally suppressed the sound.

His voice was slightly hoarse as he addressed Jiang Jinshuang outside the carriage: "Your Highness, may I come in for a moment?"

Jiang Jinshuang lifted a small corner of the carriage curtain.

A cool night breeze blew open the corners of the curtains on both sides of the carriage, revealing glimpses of firelight inside.

Jiang Jinshuang's hand rested on the silk curtain of the carriage, slender and long.

But he didn't look inside; he simply asked, "What's wrong?"

Inside the carriage, the man lowered his eyes slightly.

After a long pause, seemingly hesitant, Qingya finally spoke up: "The belt... can't be fastened."

Only then did Jiang Jinshuang realize that Pei Du's right arm was injured, which was why the belt couldn't be wrapped around his waist.

Jingmo, who was standing nearby, had obviously heard it as well.

"My lord, perhaps I should let my subordinate come down—"

Before Jingmo could finish speaking, Pei Du's cough became even more severe.