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

Chapter 159 Jealousy
He Weijing has been staying in the bedroom of the princess's side courtyard for the past few days. Apart from Jiang Jinshuang, no one else is allowed to disturb him. He is engrossed in medical skills and spends his days preparing medicinal herbs, rarely going out.

I never expected He Weijing to leave the side courtyard today.

Upon seeing He Weijing, Si Ning smiled slightly and bowed slightly to the newcomer: "Mr. He, it's been a long time."

He Weijing glanced at him, his gaze falling on the willow branch around Jiang Jinshuang's waist.

Seeing this, Jiang Jinshuang smiled and asked, "Mr. He, would you like to arrange a few branches as well?"

He Weijing didn't speak, his gaze shifting to the simple willow ring on Si Ning's head.

He said without any hesitation, "I want that one, make one for me too."

what?
Jiang Jinshuang was taken aback. Seeing that He Weijing was not joking, she said with difficulty, "Mr. He, what I made is very ugly."

“I don’t mind,” He Weijing leaned against a wooden pillar, his tone cool. “I want one bigger than his.”

Where does this inexplicable competitive mentality come from?

Jiang Jinshuang was both amused and exasperated.

Helpless, she quickly made a willow wreath by twirling her fingers a few more times and put it on He Weijing's head.

He Weijing was pleased. He chuckled and tossed something into Jiang Jinshuang's hand.

Jiang Jinshuang opened her palm; it was another bottle of medicine.

"You've probably eaten most of what I gave you before, so I made some more these past few days."

He Weijing explained, reaching up to straighten the willow hairpin on his head.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. He."

The pills He Weijing gave her were very effective. She had scars from years ago, and sometimes on rainy days they would feel like they were being torn apart, but the pain wouldn't last long. In the past, Jiang Jinshuang would just get through them.

But ever since taking He Weijing's pills, the scar has never hurt again.

Moreover, some of my minor ailments seem to have disappeared, and I feel refreshed and invigorated.

He Weijing turned to Si Ning and said, "Mr. Si Ning's heart ailment is nothing to worry about as long as he takes his medicine on time."

He paused for a moment, then said, "In that case, Mr. Si Ning's wish to go to the capital has been fulfilled. Are you not going to return to Jiangnan?"

Si Ning raised an eyebrow slightly.

His smile remained unchanged: "Your Highness lacks trusted confidants in the capital. I will stay in the capital and do my best to help Your Highness."

"Or perhaps..." Si Ning's eyes flickered a few times, and she looked at Jiang Jinshuang with a slightly embarrassed and confused expression, "Does Your Highness think I... am in your way?"

"No, no! That's not true!" Jiang Jinshuang hurriedly waved her hand and chuckled dryly. "I'm overjoyed that you can stay in the capital to help me!"

Before he could finish speaking, He Weijing behind him let out a cold laugh.

He leaned against the red-lacquered wooden pillar, his head tilted to the side, his gaze lazy and somewhat nonchalant.

Jiang Jinshuang turned to look at He Weijing, who raised an eyebrow and said slowly, "Does the princess think I've been too talkative?"

"Of course not!" Jiang Jinshuang said. "Mr. He has done so much for me, I'm more than happy to treat you as an honored guest!"

He Weijing smacked his lips and finally straightened his posture.

"Alright, what I was trying to say was that I might be leaving the capital in the next few days. You can take these medicines and use them first. I'll be back in ten days at most."

Jiang Jinshuang frowned slightly: "Where is Mr. He going? I can arrange for someone to accompany you."

He Weijing shook his head: "I just had some ideas pop into my head and wanted to verify them."

He looked at Jiang Jinshuang and said, "Princess, you can wait quietly in the capital. I'll be more comfortable going alone."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang didn't say anything more, but simply nodded: "Mr. He, please be careful in everything."

"Ah."
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That night.

The night of Qingming was cold and desolate, and as evening approached, a fine drizzle began to fall.

Jiang Jinshuang gazed at the endless needles outside the window, her thoughts a jumble of emotions.

She tucked a few willow branches into Yanjue's waistband, and when Yanjue left, he looked like a spirited rooster.

Recalling the scene just now, Jiang Jinshuang couldn't help but smile again. She had several very deep wounds on her body, and in the usual rainy weather like this, those wounds would ache from the bone, like being pricked by needles, causing excruciating pain.

Such pain was nothing to Jiang Jinshuang, but over time, it did cause her some irritability.

But ever since she used the pills He Weijing gave her, those wounds no longer hurt.

At most, it may still have a slight itching sensation, like when a scab is being pulled back, which is a sign of healing.

Sometimes Jiang Jinshuang would wonder if this Mr. He knew her too well.

Although the two of them weren't completely unrelated, it was she who suggested that Prince Ruiyang invite He Weijing.

Mr. He is an unparalleled divine physician. When Jiang Jinshuang asked Uncle Wang to invite him to come out of seclusion, she herself was not sure.

In the end, they actually managed to persuade this legendary doctor to come out of seclusion and even agree to become the accompanying medic for the Black Armor Cavalry, despite the harsh conditions.

Mr. He is indeed a very good person.

That familiar feeling spread through her body again. Jiang Jinshuang rested her chin on her hand and stretched her other hand out the window to catch the continuous rain.

Baiyujing is perpetually covered in snow and wind, and never sees rain.

The fine rain fell to the ground like silver threads, then disappeared.

Jiang Jinshuang couldn't sleep because her thoughts were too jumbled up, like the raindrops.

Wearing an outer garment, Jiang Jinshuang pushed open the door, held up an oil-paper umbrella, and walked out of the princess's residence.

It was late at night, and a light rain was falling. The streets were deserted.

Pushing open the mansion gate, Jiang Jinshuang immediately saw someone holding an umbrella standing quietly under the high wall not far away.

He had one hand behind his back, his posture upright and dignified, like a pine tree.

It was too dark.

Jiang Jinshuang narrowed her eyes and called out uncertainly, "Pei Du?"

The person moved.

He seemed to think he was hallucinating.

The man turned slightly to the side and looked towards the gate of the mansion.

When he actually saw her standing at the door, the man's dark pupils narrowed slightly, and he strode towards her.

The rain wasn't heavy, but the night was too dark; apart from the two lanterns hanging outside the gate, there was no light anywhere.

"Why did you come out?"

There are three stone steps in front of the princess's residence.

He didn't climb the stone steps, but stood at the bottom of them, looking up at her slightly.

Jiang Jinshuang, also holding an umbrella, raised an eyebrow and chuckled: "I would like to ask Lord Pei that question. What are you doing outside my residence in the middle of the night?"

The knuckles gripping the umbrella handle tightened slightly, turning white.

He pursed his lips slightly, his dark eyes swirling with emotions Jiang Jinshuang couldn't decipher.

Jiang Jinshuang was only wearing an outer robe. Although it wasn't cold, she didn't want to stay in the wind.

"If Lord Pei does not wish to speak, then please continue standing here. I will go back to sleep now."

With that, Jiang Jinshuang turned to leave.

She had originally intended to go out for a walk to get some sleepiness, but now that she had run into Pei Du before even leaving the house, her interest in taking a stroll vanished.

—It's better to go home.

"Your Highness."

As soon as she turned around, a hand grabbed her wrist from behind.

The icy coldness from her fingertips spread throughout her body via her wrists, causing Jiang Jinshuang to shrink her neck and shiver involuntarily.

"The rain is getting quite heavy. May I borrow the side hall to take shelter from the rain?"