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

Chapter 150 Pei Du, did you enjoy what you heard?
Teasing Pei Du is truly a very interesting thing.

Jiang Jinshuang felt that she might have really been a rogue in her past life.

—Otherwise, why would she be so keen to watch the "good girl" Pei Du's expression change?

She knew perfectly well that Pei Du, as the chief minister who was self-disciplined and adhered to propriety, was most disgusted by matters of love and intimacy between men and women in bed.

But Jiang Jinshuang insisted on telling him, seeing his face darken.

As expected, Pei Du's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he looked down at her and said in a hoarse voice, "You and Si Ning haven't exchanged betrothal gifts."

Jiang Jinshuang blinked: "So what? We've already reached a deep understanding. The betrothal gift is just an external thing and doesn't matter."

Upon hearing this, Pei Du's handsome brows furrowed slightly: "When two people are to marry, they should be formally engaged in marriage with proper betrothal and formal ceremony. How can you say that it doesn't count as anything?"

Jiang Jinshuang laughed out loud, poking Pei Du's chest with one finger, and said slowly, "Lord Pei, you are really old-fashioned and boring."

Pei Du pursed his thin lips and remained silent.

Jiang Jinshuang raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Secretly exchanging gifts and engaging in clandestine affairs? If that's really the case, three years ago, Lord Pei and I weren't even in sync, let alone exchange betrothal gifts. When Lord Pei was on the bed, holding my waist, he didn't say that."

"Lord Pei, what a two-faced hypocrite you are!"

"Jiang Jinshuang".

Pei Du spoke in a hoarse voice, his dark eyes unfathomable.

"That's different."

What's different?

Oh.

If I had to say something, it would be that Pei Du always felt that she had someone plan that night.

The two were in a somewhat ambiguous position.

The girl's soft, boneless fingers rested on his chest, and even without doing anything, they were enough to make him sit there upright and stiff.

Her long hair swept over her shoulders and fell to the back of the man's hand.

Like feathers, they brushed across the back of his hand, landing between his fingers.

The finger bones are turning white.

The girl had bright eyes and white teeth; her eyes were clear yet alluring.

She just smiled at him, as if those vile and filthy words had never come from her mouth at all.

Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and you couldn't even tell what emotions she had.

She just looked at him like that.

For some reason, Pei Du suddenly remembered that night at Huguo Temple.

The girl straddled his waist and called him "Bodhisattva" in a soft voice.

—She was like Rama, a demon from hell, wanting to cut out the heart of the Bodhisattva.

He couldn't see clearly the world's chaos.

Jiang Jinshuang looked at him, her smile deepening.

That gaze slowly moved down from his face and landed on his waist and abdomen.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, his eyes revealing undisguised malice and mockery.

"Pei Du, did you enjoy that?"

Like a fairy's whisper, it's enough to make you lose yourself in it and never look back.

Belatedly realizing what was happening, Pei Du frantically tried to turn to the side, but Jiang Jinshuang blocked him with one leg, placing it between his legs.

The girl clearly didn't seem to be using much strength, but Pei Du struggled several times but couldn't break free.

With a hint of teasing, Jiang Jinshuang's gaze was meaningful: "On the surface, the Grand Secretary appears to be a virtuous and upright gentleman, a man of noble character and refined manners."

"Secretly...it's a completely different story..."

He changed into a white outfit tonight.

The white robe was made of the finest dark blue brocade from the capital. The surface of this silk was so smooth that even a slightly improper sitting posture would cause undulating wrinkles and shadows to appear on the robe.

It's quite obvious.

Such silks were once extremely popular in the capital and were deeply loved by the literati and gentlemen of the city.

They bought such silk and made robes of various styles to wear, in order to correct their behavior and prevent the silk from having even the slightest wrinkle or shadow.

Therefore, Shenbi brocade is also known as gentleman's satin.

However, such silks were only fashionable in the capital for a very short period of time.

The reason is simple: such silk is too easy to develop obvious wrinkles. Even if scholars and literati consider themselves to be refined gentlemen, if their gait or posture is even slightly improper, it will be reflected in the silk.

—It's really grueling.

Therefore, this gentleman's satin was ultimately only used to make a few garments for the man in the Wenshan Pavilion, who wore them year after year. Apart from him, very few people wore this fabric again.

And now-

The gentleman's satin was smooth and even in other places, but in one spot, it showed excessively obvious wrinkles.

It was so obvious it was almost glaring.

Jiang Jinshuang looked at the shadowy figure, her smile unwavering: "Lord Pei, do you enjoy hearing these things?"

With one hand gripping Pei Du's chin, Jiang Jinshuang looked down at him with a smile on her lips.

Pei Du followed her lead, tilting his head slightly but avoiding the girl's gaze, and remained silent.

The tips of her ears were bright red.

Jiang Jinshuang blocked Pei Du's legs with one leg.

The gaze that fell upon it was incredibly intense.

“Your Highness,” Pei Du said in a hoarse voice, “Do not look at what is improper.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang couldn't help but laugh: "Prime Minister, in this situation, is it really appropriate for you to still be lecturing me?"

Pei Du's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

His eyes moved, and his gaze finally landed on her face.

"Your Highness, I am a man."

Jiang Jinshuang blinked, looking completely innocent: "I didn't say you weren't."

Pei Du pursed his lips, his voice hoarse: "Stop teasing me."

He was just worried that things would get out of control.

They were still in the car, still on Chang'an Avenue.

Jiang Jinshuang's smile deepened.

She was about to say something when, in the next second, the curtain outside the carriage was opened: "Your Highness, we have arrived at the Princess's residence!"

Jingmo happily lifted the carriage curtain, but when he saw the scene inside, he was taken aback.

He blinked and silently lowered the carriage curtain again.

He felt he hadn't been sleeping enough lately and had started experiencing hallucinations.

Rubbing his eyes, Jingmo took a deep breath and lifted the carriage curtain again.

This time, before Jingmo could scream, Jiang Jinshuang chuckled, jumped off the carriage, and entered the princess's mansion in a few steps, without ever looking back.

Jingmo stared wide-eyed at his master, whose expression was unreadable inside the carriage. He felt... as if he were facing imminent disaster.
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Wenshan Pavilion, study.

Jingmo stood at the door of the study, holding a bowl of herbal medicine, but didn't dare to go in.

Since the master got off the carriage, he has stayed in the study and hasn't come out for so long.

Jingmo felt that he might have ruined the adult's plans, and the adult was angry with him.

but……

He glanced at the herbal medicine he was holding.

The adult's shoulder injury hasn't healed yet, so it's definitely not okay not to take medicine.

Thinking of this, Jingmo gritted his teeth, looking as if he were going to his death, and solemnly pushed open the door.

"My lord, your subordinate has come to deliver your medicine."

In the study, Jingmo smelled the fragrance of the ointment.

The man sat upright at the table, copying the Heart Sutra.

This is a habit that adults have developed long ago: when their thoughts are in disarray, they will copy scriptures.

"Okay, put it here."

The man's voice was calm, revealing no emotion.

Jingmo was surprised: Was the master not angry with him?

Without hesitation, Jingmo placed the medicine on the desk: "Mr. He instructed that you should take it while it's hot."

Pei Du nodded slightly: "After I finish copying this sentence, you can go down first."

"Yes."

Jingmo hurriedly withdrew.

Close the door.

Jingmo originally wanted to turn around and leave, but for some reason, he suddenly remembered what Mr. Si Ning had said to him at the palace banquet.

"If Lord Jingmo is so inclined, perhaps he should pay closer attention to your master when he applies medicine tonight; you might make an unexpected discovery."