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

Chapter 139 Belt
Jingmo paused for a moment, then rolled his eyes.

Realizing what was happening, he hurriedly said, "Your Highness, please take a look for my master. There are many people around here, and if the carriage stops here, it will arouse suspicion."

Jiang Jinshuang frowned, but after hearing what Jingmo said, she didn't refuse anymore.

She nodded and climbed back into the carriage.

Jiang Jinshuang smelled a sandalwood scent that was stronger than before.

The aroma of tea filled the entire carriage.

—It seems even hotter than before.

Jiang Jinshuang got a good look at Pei Du's clothes.

The slightly somber black robe was replaced with an embroidered green one.

On his robe, specks of red plum blossoms grew along the lines of his garment, starting from the hem and extending to his chest, as if the red plum blossoms were about to peek through the fabric and grow out.

It's really beautiful.

Jiang Jinshuang was stunned for a moment, then unconsciously swallowed.

Pei Du's head was lowered.

Upon seeing the hem of Jiang Jinshuang's skirt, he finally slowly raised his eyes, his gaze towards Jiang Jinshuang carrying a hint of apology and embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, for causing you trouble."

Courtesy and polite, yet aloof and distant.

There was not a trace of selfishness in his actions.

The carriage wasn't tall enough, so Jiang Jinshuang had to bend over halfway, looking down at him from above.

His dark pupils remained untouched by worldly dust, and his embroidered green round-necked robe gave him an air of elegance. Yet, even in such a color, he remained untouched by the dust of the mundane world.

The red plum blossoms on the chest are in full bloom, interspersed with cloud patterns embroidered with gold thread, echoing each other, and the workmanship is intricate and complex.

After glancing at him, Jiang Jinshuang chuckled cryptically, then bent down slightly to help him find his belt.

"What is Your Highness laughing at?"

Above him, a man's voice was low, husky, and clear.

The jade belt around her waist was made of silk ribbon, and the moon-white belt pendant hung from her waist, making it exceptionally beautiful.

"It's nothing, I just thought that Lord Pei is in high spirits now, and his clothes are much more eye-catching than before."

It's actually quite understandable. At the time, he was confined to the princess's residence by her, and he had no interest in her, so naturally he wouldn't dress up to look particularly beautiful or stunning for her.

Now that he holds a high position and wields great power, he is naturally enjoying immense prestige.

Pei Du remained silent.

Jiang Jinshuang then ignored it.

The ribbon was so long that it needed to be wrapped around his waist three times to fit him perfectly.

First lap.

Jiang Jinshuang measured the center position, holding the silk ribbon in one hand and reaching behind his waist with the other.

The man had broad shoulders but a narrow waist.

It's not the kind of narrow that's delicate and weak, but rather the kind of lean that has distinct lines.

She placed both her hands behind the man's waist, and for a moment it looked as if she had opened her arms, wrapped them around his waist, and leaned against him.

With her other hand, Jiang Jinshuang finally grasped the silk ribbon. She stepped back slightly, pinched both ends of the ribbon, and wrapped it around his waist.

"From now on, I will wear such clothes more often."

The voice came from above, and Jiang Jinshuang was slightly taken aback, not quite reacting.

—What does it matter to her whether he wears it or not?
There's no need to tell her.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled indifferently: "As long as Lord Pei likes it."

Second lap.

The silk ribbons crossed at his waist in front, then switched hands, and Jiang Jinshuang grabbed both ends and wrapped them around his back again.

This time, Pei Du straightened his back slightly.

With silence all around, Jiang Jinshuang couldn't resist starting a conversation: "There's more meat in it than before."

But as soon as she said those words, Jiang Jinshuang herself was stunned.

—What is she saying...?

She swore that when she first brought Pei Du back to the princess's residence, he was thin and frail, and it took her a long time to raise him to be as tall and straight as a pine tree.

Now, the past three years have been exceptionally kind to him. In addition to leaving him with a more stable and mature demeanor, his physique is also much more upright and solid than before.

But the moment those words came out of her mouth, they carried a hint of...flirting. Indeed, she was a born lecher.

As she expected, as soon as Jiang Jinshuang uttered those words, she clearly felt the man in front of her tense up, even his abdomen tightened slightly.

Jiang Jinshuang dared not speak.

But behind his waist, she switched hands, holding the two ends of the silk ribbon, and brought it around to his front again.

"I've been sitting for long periods of time lately."

Pei Du's explanation of this sentence was also somewhat stiff.

Jiang Jinshuang was puzzled.

But the next second, Pei Du spoke again, his tone slightly tense: "But once the wound heals, I will start training again."

His speaking speed was even a bit fast.

Jiang Jinshuang felt a tingling sensation on her scalp.

She felt that Pei Du had misunderstood her meaning.

But if she tries to explain now, it seems even worse.

Was she going to tell Pei Du, "I just think your body is stronger and more solid now, and your muscles are more defined when I touch it?"

……

Okay, she really is a scoundrel.

After considering it in her mind, Jiang Jinshuang decided not to explain.

That's really troublesome.

But she didn't speak. Above her, the man's deep voice still spoke, "I'm dressed a bit too warmly today. Your Highness may have rubbed against my inner clothes."

Jiang Jinshuang: "..."

She clearly saw that he was only wearing an undergarment underneath, didn't he?
"I see." Jiang Jinshuang simply nodded, as if she understood.

The third lap.

Following the previous order, Jiang Jinshuang continued to put both hands behind Pei Du's back.

This time, it was Pei Du who spoke first.

"Does Your Highness enjoy chatting with Jingmo?"

Ok?
This is a completely unrelated issue.

Jiang Jinshuang had a thought and figured that Pei Du was probably just bored, so he just randomly asked her a question.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Jinshuang smiled slightly and said, "Jingmo is quite interesting."

Even though Jingmo didn't say it out loud, Jiang Jinshuang guessed that he probably wanted to apologize to her.

Jingmo is a rather interesting person. If he thinks something is wrong, he can pull himself back from the brink and earnestly seek advice and apologize to others.

They're not the type to stubbornly stick to one path and refuse to admit anything.

Jiang Jinshuang thought it was quite interesting that someone like Jingmo could be Pei Du's subordinate.

—The two have quite different personalities.

Lost in thought, Jiang Jinshuang didn't hear what Pei Du had just said.

It wasn't until Pei Du lowered his voice slightly and called her "Your Highness" again.

"Huh? What?" Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyes slightly, finally meeting the man's deep gaze. "What did you just say?"

Pei Du stared at her.

He pursed his thin lips slightly before speaking again: "What did Your Highness talk about with him just now? He seemed to be laughing very happily."

what.

Jiang Jinshuang blinked.

I definitely can't say that.

She couldn't be so dishonest as to betray Jingmo and say that they were actually talking about him, could she?
How presumptuous.

"It's nothing," Jiang Jinshuang smiled. "Jingmo just told me a joke, and I found it quite amusing."

As he spoke, the two hands behind his waist crossed again, preparing to pull the silk ribbon to his waist.

This time, however, she failed.

Pei Du placed one hand on the back of her hand.

He pressed her hand down and placed it on his lower back, near the acupoint.

“Your Highness,” the man’s voice was clear and low, “it’s a little tight.”