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

Chapter 170 If you were to request an imperial decree for a marriage, what would you do?
Jiang Jinshuang thought she might not be fully awake and had misheard.

She tilted her head slightly, a little slow to react, and frowned: "What did you say?"

"Your Highness should also know that Lord Pei's trip to the border to defend against the enemy was actually a false imperial decree."

"Now that Lord Pei has returned victorious, His Majesty originally intended to suppress this matter."

"But who knew that Lord Pei himself brought it up, and Your Highness, you may not know this, but Lord Jingmo brought you out of the dungeon without the permission of the imperial family, so His Majesty was not happy about it to begin with."

"Three days ago, His Majesty suppressed his anger and asked Lord Pei what reward he wanted for this great victory."

"I don't know what Lord Pei said, but His Majesty got very angry and told him to get out. Lord Pei has been kneeling outside the main hall for three days and three nights."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang frowned slightly: "Pei Du has made such a great contribution this time. No matter what the reward is, His Majesty should not be so angry."

Chun Tao rolled her eyes and cautiously asked, "Your Highness, do you think the reward the Grand Secretary wants is related to you?"

Jiang Jinshuang pursed her lips, her pale lips forming a thin line.

Without further thought, Jiang Jinshuang coughed twice more: "Help me change my clothes, I need to see His Majesty."

"Stay in your bedchamber and don't go anywhere."

A cold, sharp voice came from outside the door, slowly approaching.

Jiang Jinshuang looked up and saw He Weijing, dressed in a blue robe, walk up to her in a few steps and frown at her.

Upon seeing He Weijing, Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said, "Mr. He, thank you very much."

"You've only been away from the capital for a few days, and you've managed to turn yourself into this state."

Seeing that Jiang Jinshuang wanted to get out of bed, He Weijing went straight over, pulled the blanket over her, and covered her with it.

Before Jiang Jinshuang could react, he examined her meridians and said with his thin lips pressed tightly together, "You've lost too much blood. Stay in bed for the next few days and don't even leave your room."

Jiang Jinshuang was both amused and exasperated: "Mr. He, it's really not as serious as this."

"Jiang Jinshuang, if you still don't listen, I'll have Yan Jue talk to you about this, how about that?"

He Weijing spoke coldly, looking down at her with a hint of warning in his eyes.

Remembering Yan Jue's cold and sharp eyes, Jiang Jinshuang shrank back, blinked, and didn't dare to refute anything further.

Seeing this, Chun Tao chuckled twice and quickly said, "Your Highness, please wait a moment. This servant will go and bring you the medicine."

After saying that, Chuntao turned and left.

For a moment, only Jiang Jinshuang and He Weijing remained in the bedchamber.

No one spoke immediately, and the atmosphere was somewhat cold.

He Weijing applied a few needles to Jiang Jinshuang's arm before saying in a deep voice, "Your arm was dislocated before, and now it's fractured again. It's best not to use your hands for a while."

Jiang Jinshuang nodded obediently and looked at him with a smile: "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. He."

He Weijing looked at Jiang Jinshuang. She also had some scars on her face. The red marks and bloodstains on her fair and delicate face were really eye-catching.

"Si Ning brought you some ointment. You need to apply it all day long, otherwise it will leave a scar."

Jiang Jinshuang nodded readily. A long while later.

He Weijing sighed and explained, "The reason I left the capital some time ago was because I heard about the unusual activity on the Wanjin border."

After a pause, He Weijing continued, "I used to be a military doctor for Prince Ruiyang, and I had some connections with the Black Armor Cavalry, so I also wanted to go to Baiyujing to give the Black Armor Cavalry a heads-up."

However, He Weijing did not expect that things were much more serious than he had imagined.

In the end, it even involved treason and rebellion.

Fortunately, Pei Du discovered it in time. Although the false imperial edict was real, he was able to use the Black Armor Cavalry to resist the enemy without any trouble. Otherwise, it would have been far more than a small-scale skirmish.

And there's Changping Wang Jiang Zeyi...

At this point, He Weijing's eyes turned slightly cold as he looked at Jiang Jinshuang: "I was also present when Pei Du pacified the border. At that time, Changping King Jiang Zeyi wore a mask of the God of Slaughter, intending to control the Black Armor Cavalry."

At this point, He Weijing said seriously, "However, that mask of the God of Slaughter is not the Tiger Tally."

Jiang Jinshuang raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise finally appearing in her eyes.

The Mask of the God of Slaughter is not the Tiger Tally?
Based on Lu Xiao's statement and Uncle Wang's style, if the Tiger Tally was not a tiger-head iron artifact, then there was an 80% chance that it was the Mask of the God of Slaughter.

Now, the mask of the killing god has appeared in the army of 300,000 black-armored cavalry, but it has not been able to control the black-armored cavalry.

So, what exactly is the Tiger Tally?
Or, to put it another way, does the Tiger Talisman that controls 300,000 Black-Armored Cavalry really exist?

Jiang Jinshuang lowered her gaze and looked at He Weijing, saying seriously, "Mr. He has followed Uncle Wang for many years and knows a bit about the Black Armor Cavalry. Has Mr. He never heard of the Tiger Tally?"

He Weijing shook his head: "Prince Ruiyang must have intentionally avoided soldiers who were not Black Armor Cavalry. Moreover... the Black Armor Cavalry's intelligence is always very thorough and they are very guarded. Even if Your Highness wanted to ask, you wouldn't be able to get any information."

They were like... keeping some kind of secret.

The secret guarded by 300,000 black-armored cavalry.

Jiang Jinshuang coughed twice more, then returned the topic to Pei Du: "I have been unconscious for the past few days. Does Mr. He know what Lord Pei asked His Majesty for that caused His Majesty's wrath?"

If it were truly just a simple request for a reward, the imperial family would not have been so furious, and Pei Du would not have knelt outside the palace for three days for a mere "reward".

Upon hearing this, He Weijing scoffed lightly: "Who knows? Maybe he's still in love with His Highness and is asking His Majesty for a marriage decree."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang's eyes widened, her face filled with terror: "Mr. He, please don't scare me."

“How can this be a scare tactic?” He Weijing said coolly. “Now that Lord Pei has taken such a leap, his status is so high that it can even be compared with that of a prince.”

"Although he has offended the imperial family, it is clear to anyone with eyes that His Majesty will not fail to reward him."

A Grand Secretary, who holds the highest position in the court, is already extremely respected. If he were to receive further rewards, then there would be no one else in the entire capital with such a status and position.

Nowadays, all the noble ladies in the capital are eagerly hoping to establish a connection with this Grand Secretary and marry him forever!
It was because of Xia Yurong from the Xia family that she naturally considered this Grand Secretary as her fiancé. Although the young ladies of the capital were disappointed, they dared not have any designs on him.

Things are different now than they used to be; the people of the capital saw it all clearly back then.

—Even when Xia Yurong committed suicide, she couldn't earn a single glance from the Grand Secretary!
As a result, such a high-ranking official naturally became a coveted prize in the eyes of the young ladies of Chang'an.

"Jiang Jinshuang, if Pei Du really asks His Majesty for a marriage decree, what will you do?"

He Weijing spoke, asking in a cold voice.