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

Chapter 162 Capturing Princess Zhaoming!

Jiang Jinshuang didn't like the feeling of being schemed against.

But things seem to have become strange ever since she dug up the fake mask of the God of Slaughter from Uncle Wang's tombstone in the mass grave.

She had just returned from the mass grave when news of an assassination attempt spread throughout the capital. Shortly afterward, the assassins boasted that the Tiger Tally, which commanded 300,000 Black Armored Cavalry, was in her possession.

If the possibility that the Tiger Tally was the mask of the God of Slaughter was 70% before, it has now risen to 90%.

The problem now is that the God of Slaughter Mask is not in her possession.

Jiang Jinshuang remained calm: "Does the Imperial Advisor also believe that the Tiger Tally is in my possession?"

Zhao Yungui shook his head slightly: "If Your Highness were really here, you wouldn't have been forced into this situation."

Princess Zhaoming was by no means the type to passively accept her fate. If the tiger tally that could command 300,000 black-armored cavalry were truly in her possession, she would not have been forced to this point by the person behind the scenes.

“In the past, those behind the scenes were unsure whether His Highness carried the Tiger Tally, so they dared not act rashly.”

"Now, you're plotting such a grand scheme to frame me. Does Your Highness realize what this means?"

Jiang Jinshuang narrowed her eyes and accepted Zhao Yungui's guess: "They are very likely carrying the real Tiger Tally."

The reason they're doing this is simply to use her as a scapegoat and, incidentally, to test the strength of the Imperial Guards under Jiang Huayan's command.

Zhao Yungui nodded slightly: "So, Your Highness, what do you intend to do?"

Jiang Jinshuang chuckled and looked at Zhao Yungui: "The Grand Preceptor summoned me here, surely not just to say these things, right?"

Zhao Yungui's gaze was cold and solemn: "On the border of Wan Jin, the Bei Huai army is showing signs of making a move."

Jiang Jinshuang understood: "Your Majesty is worried that Beihuai will really invade the border, and you are also afraid that if I mobilize troops at the last minute, Beihuai's army will flatten the border of Wanjin?"

Zhao Yungui nodded slightly: "After all, without the Tiger Tally, His Majesty's rule over the Black Armor Cavalry was absolute, but if the Tiger Tally were to appear, the 300,000 Black Armor Cavalry would become a blade aimed at him."

The imperial family dared not gamble.

"So His Majesty is getting anxious now. Slander is rampant, and the Emperor may very well kill you directly and shut down the tiger tally."

Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyes: "Even if he kills me, he won't be able to get the Tiger Seal."

"It might win the hearts of the people. Then we can send the Black Armor Cavalry to guard the border. Even if the person behind the scenes appears at this time and claims that the one in his hand is the real Tiger Tally, it will be too late."

She was merely a pawn, a delaying tactic, used to carry out this plan.

Throughout the capital, whether among the common people or in the imperial court, there are many who are dissatisfied with Princess Zhaoming. If she could be executed by hanging, it would be enough to quell most of the public resentment.

This is also the purpose of Jiang Jinshuang's existence.

Jiang Jinshuang lowered her head slightly and glanced at the jade pendant at her waist.

The jade pendant tinkled in the wind.

Another dead end.

She always seems to be in a dead end.

There were wolves in front and pursuers behind.

Jiang Jinshuang gave a helpless twitch at the corner of her mouth, her tone ordinary: "No one can treat me as a pawn."

She refused to be a pawn.

“His Majesty will not kill me,” Jiang Jinshuang said to Zhao Yungui.

Zhao Yun frowned: "Why?"

Jiang Jinshuang scoffed coldly: "Because if something happens to me, I will make Wen Fengcang die before me."

This situation is clearly a result of both internal and external attacks.

Externally, the army of Beihuai is pressing in on the border, threatening to invade.

Domestically, rumors circulated that the tiger tally was on Princess Zhaoming, forcing the emperor to arrest and execute her.

—This was clearly something that was planned in advance by the person behind the scenes and Bei Huai.

People who collude with Beihuai...

At first, Jiang Jinshuang was unsure, but now, she has someone in mind.

"Paper and pen, I need to write a letter," Jiang Jinshuang said in a deep voice.

Before Zhao Yungui could say anything more, Xiao Zhengze hurriedly carried the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone into the Imperial Observatory!
"Here!" Fine beads of sweat appeared on Xiao Zhengze's forehead. Without further hesitation, Jiang Jinshuang picked up her pen and began to write.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, Jiang Jinshuang stopped writing, folded the completed letter, and handed it to Zhao Yungui.

"I believe His Majesty will send someone to arrest me soon. Please have the Grand Preceptor deliver this letter to Wen Fengcang on my behalf. He knows what to do."

Zhao Yungui took the letter, his eyes solemn: "Is there anything else, Your Highness? Please tell me everything."

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said, "Bei Huai was able to cooperate with the person behind the scenes, so there must have been some kind of agreement. What the agreement is is not important. What is important is to break down the trust between the two of them."

Zhao Yungui looked down at Jiang Jinshuang.

Jiang Jinshuang stepped forward and whispered a few words in Zhao Yungui's ear.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yungui frowned slightly, looking somewhat hesitant: "The risk is too great."

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said, "Now is not the time to consider the risks. I'll trouble you, Grand Preceptor."

Zhao Yungui stared at Jiang Jinshuang for a long while before finally speaking slowly: "Your Highness, isn't there a simpler way?"

Jiang Jinshuang's smile faded slightly.

She didn't speak. Outside the Imperial Observatory, the sounds of the Imperial Guards searching could be heard, their footsteps growing closer!

"The Imperial Guards are ordered to arrest Princess Zhaoming. All unrelated persons, please retreat immediately!"

"The Imperial Guards are ordered to arrest Princess Zhaoming. All unrelated persons, please retreat immediately!"

"Retreat immediately!"

The sound is getting louder and louder.

Jiang Jinshuang turned to leave, not wanting to be a burden to Zhao Yungui.

"Jiang Jinshuang, do you really not want to become the ruler of the world?"

Behind him, Zhao Yungui's voice was cold and indifferent.

He said it so casually, as if he could find a way to get the position into her hands if she just said "yes".

Jiang Jinshuang stopped in her tracks.

She didn't turn around, but just smiled casually: "Zhao Yungui, you know me, the throne is boring, I don't want to sit on it for the rest of my life."

Zhao Yungui was stunned for a moment upon hearing this.

The next second, he lowered his head and chuckled softly.

“Last night, the Grand Secretary came to see me and said the same thing as you.”

Jiang Jinshuang didn't quite hear those words and turned to leave!

As soon as she stepped out of the main hall, before Jiang Jinshuang could even leave the Imperial Observatory, dozens of Imperial Guards, wielding long swords, surrounded her!

"His Majesty has ordered the arrest of Princess Zhaoming!"

"Your Highness, please come with us!"

Seeing this, Zhengze assumed a defensive stance and drew his sword from his waist.

"This is a sacred site of the Imperial Observatory; who dares to be disrespectful?!"

The leading Imperial Guard bowed respectfully to Zhengze, saying, "Lord Zhengze, we have no intention of offending the Imperial Observatory, but we must arrest Princess Zhaoming!"

"You all rest—"

“Zhengze.” Jiang Jinshuang took a few steps forward and shielded little Zhengze behind her.

She stood ramrod straight, yet her brows remained arrogantly defiant: "I'll go with you, don't make things difficult for him."

After saying that, Jiang Jinshuang rubbed Xiao Zhengze's head, smiled at him, and left with the Imperial Guards.

A clear look of panic flashed in Zhengze's eyes!

His hand was trembling as he sheathed his sword, and he instinctively turned to look for his master!
Inside the main hall, Zhao Yungui heard the sound of Jiang Jinshuang being taken away, and his eyes welled up with various emotions.

Suddenly, he remembered that last night, after he finished talking to Pei Du about this matter, Pei Du left in a detached tone.

"The throne is boring. Your Highness is free-spirited and will not waste the rest of your life on that chair."