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

Chapter 153 Blasphemy

The North Locust Tree is not good.

But Baiyujing is different.

She is different.

Baiyujing is very good.

She's doing well too.

Yan Jue liked his name.

This is what she gave him; it belongs to him.

Jiang Jinshuang looked at him gently yet earnestly, and slowly explained, "So, Yanjue, you don't want the throne of Beihuai, right?"

Yan Jue shook her head: "I don't want it."

In fact, he didn't really understand what it was.

None of that mattered to him.

In his life, he didn't actually have many things he considered important.

Jiang Jinshuang then asked, "Regarding the inkstone technique, I want to ask you, if I were to give the throne of Beihuai to Wen Fengcang, would you mind?"

His cold, bright eyes simply and obediently rested on her. He lowered his eyelids slightly and shook his head gently: "I don't mind."

“Yan Jue, you must think this through,” Jiang Jinshuang reiterated. “If you become the ruler of Beihuai, the entire Beihuai will be at your disposal, and you will become a being above all others.”

In fact, if Jiang Jinshuang were a little more selfish and decisive, she wouldn't have interfered in Yanjue's affairs. She would have directly helped him plan this matter and put him on the throne of Beihuai.

—Because as long as Yan Jue becomes the ruler of Bei Huai, then at least during Yan Jue's reign, based on her relationship with Yan Jue, the long-standing war between the two countries can be resolved very smoothly.

In other words, Yan Jue's ascension to the throne of Bei Huai is a completely beneficial thing for both Wan Jin and Bei Huai.

But no.

Jiang Jinshuang wouldn't do that.

That's too unfair to Yan Jue.

Jiang Jinshuang had to admit that she really hoped Yan Jue would agree and that he could ascend to the throne as the King of Beihuai. This would make many things much easier.

Beihuai has long coveted the border territory of Wanjin. In recent years, with Prince Ruiyang stationed on the border, Beihuai was defeated in dozens of battles, large and small, which forced the king of Beihuai to sign a century-long alliance with Wanjin.

Jiang Jinshuang absolutely did not believe that the Northern Huai Monarch was a person who kept his promises. Now that the Prince Ruiyang was dead, they began to feel uneasy.

Let alone a hundred years, perhaps even these three years won't be peaceful.

However, none of these are reasons to force Yan Jue.

When Jiang Jinshuang rescued him, she swore an oath to his birth mother's tombstone.

—She wanted the inkstone technique, to be free and unrestrained.

Yan Jue, he should be an eagle soaring between heaven and earth.

For now, Jiang Jinshuang can only protect him by her side to ensure his safety.

But Jiang Jinshuang believed that once the matter of Beihuai was resolved, Yanjue would one day be free enough to soar through the sky.

Therefore, Jiang Jinshuang would never force Yan Jue to do something she didn't want to do.

It's just a matter of rethinking things and making some deals with Wen Fengcang.

It's not a difficult thing.

Yan Jue looked at Jiang Jinshuang, and seeing her serious expression, he straightened his posture and looked at her earnestly: "I never wanted to be above ten thousand people."

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and nodded: "Okay, I understand."

As she spoke, Jiang Jinshuang took out a piece of pastry from the paper bag, took a bite, and her eyes sparkled: "This flower cake is delicious!"

Yan Jue was somewhat proud, but he didn't want to show it too obviously.

He pursed his lips slightly upwards, tilted his chin up a little, and slowly said, "Then eat more."

Jiang Jinshuang rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought.

"Yan Jue, I won't let the current ruler of Bei Huai have a good life."

That person was the culprit who murdered Yan Jue's biological parents, and she would never let him off easily.

Since she intends to give the throne to Wen Fengcang, she absolutely cannot let him get it so easily.

Yan Jue didn't understand these things.

She simply pushed the two bags of flower cakes she was holding back in front of Jiang Jinshuang again: "I'll go buy you some more tomorrow."

He just heard her say it was delicious, so he wanted to buy her more.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and nodded, without refusing.

Thinking of something else, Jiang Jinshuang's eyes lit up, and she asked with a smile, "Yanjue, the Qingming Festival is in a few days. Uncle Si said he would send some willow branches from Jiangnan over then. I'll put them on your waist to ward off evil spirits, okay?"

The inkstone technique is not afraid of demons and evil spirits, so it doesn't really need to be warded off.

But he readily agreed and nodded: "Okay."

He paused slightly.

As if remembering something, Yan Jue slowly spoke: "Will you go to visit Prince Ruiyang?"

Jiang Jinshuang's smile faded slightly. Resting her chin on her hand, she licked her upper palate.

"Go ahead, it's been a long time since I paid my respects to my uncle."

After talking with Yan Jue, Jiang Jinshuang knew what she should do.

As the moonlight deepened, Jiang Jinshuang yawned: "Alright, it's getting late. You should get some rest. I need to go back too."

Yan Jue nodded: "Okay."
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That night, in the bedroom of Wenshan Pavilion.

Pei Du couldn't sleep.

The scriptures on the desk were copied one after another.

The candlelight in the room flickered out a little, and then went out again.

The moon hangs close to the treetops.

Pei Du's mind was filled with the events of today.

"Since it's a last resort, Lord Pei, what... will you choose?"

"Pei Du, after all these years, how come you haven't made any progress at all?"

"Three years ago on the bed, I merely said a few kind words, and you..."

"Pei Du, did you enjoy that?"

"Pei Du, do you like listening to these things?"

"Pei Du, your composure is lacking."

“Pei Du…”

“Pei Du…”

"Pei Du, you are truly old-fashioned and boring."

Suddenly, the man slowly opened his eyes.

He is indeed very old-fashioned and conservative.

He had to follow the rules and regulations in the book meticulously and without error, doing every single one of them perfectly.

In the past, she always liked to say that he was old-fashioned and self-disciplined.

She said, "Pei Du, if I didn't like you, your rigidity would be too boring."

She could always say those kinds of things without any hesitation.

For her, love will never be a hindrance or a stumbling block.

She is clear-headed and independent, flamboyant and unrestrained.

She could give him countless favors and care, and when she admired him, all her gaze and attention would fall on him alone without any hesitation.

Pei Du wasn't the center of attention, but it was because her gaze was so intense that the world could see him.

He wasn't that exceptional.

—Just because she likes it.

When she likes someone, being rigid is good, being boring is good too.

Her eyes were filled with love, allowing no room for hypocrisy or pretense.

But when she doesn't like something, being rigid and boring is not good.

—Because she doesn't like it.

The moon hung high in the night sky, and he walked towards her in the moonlight, following the rules.

But he walked too slowly.

Her patience had run out, so she hid away before the moonlight came.

He was left standing there, unable to even find his way back.

not too good.

Stiff and boring.

Neither is very good.

Pei Du's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

He took a deep breath, but his dark eyes were obscured by the shadows cast by his eyelashes.

There was a rustling sound from the friction of clothes.

A delicate and petite light-colored garment.

The garment was so small that it could barely cover one of his hands.

The moonlight was dim, and the man's expression was indiscernible.

He sewed the broken belt back together.

I just didn't return it to her.

—It was the undergarment she had broken the ribbon from before.