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

Chapter 183 A man of integrity and upright character.

those people.

Jiang Jinshuang was slightly taken aback and tilted her head to look at him.

In the courtyard, the sun sets in the west, and the moon hangs close to the treetops.

It's getting late.

The evening breeze was biting, lifting the strands of hair on her forehead and also the hem of the man's clothes.

Jiang Jinshuang's lips curled into a slight smile.

She looked the man in front of her up and down.

The wind lifted his sleeves, highlighting his graceful waistline.

The man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, an upright posture, and a dignified bearing; he was truly handsome.

His gaze, which was scrutinizing him, held a hint of malicious mockery: "What does Lord Pei mean by 'useful'?"

"I admit that if it weren't for Lord Pei's request for an award from His Majesty, my uncle might never have been able to enter the Imperial Ancestral Temple."

"But that's all, isn't it?"

Jiang Jinshuang looked at him with a smile in her eyes: "Back then, I spent a lot of time and effort on you. It is only natural for Lord Pei to repay my kindness in some way."

Jiang Jinshuang is a self-assured person.

She rarely admits that she owes others a favor.

Besides, what she said wasn't wrong. The effort she put into raising him back then was no less than what he's doing now, was it?

If there were even the slightest bit of guilt—

That was probably because he had knelt before the palace for three days and three nights to beg for the honor of having his uncle enter the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Jiang Jinshuang understood what it felt like to kneel on those gold bricks for three days.

She had practiced martial arts since childhood and was strong and healthy. Even so, when she went to Baiyujing, it took her half a year to recover from the injury on her knee alone.

Pei Du was frail and thin from the moment she brought him back to the princess's residence. Even though she had raised him for so many years, he was still delicate and weak.

Their physical abilities are no match for hers.

Jiang Jinshuang knew perfectly well how painful it would be to kneel in that place for three days and three nights.

So, to be honest, she was actually a little guilty.

—Just a little bit.

The moonlight hung low and hazy.

Because the moon had just risen and was not yet bright, the soft light falling on the two of them was also hazy.

Pei Du lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Jinshuang in front of him.

“It’s not out of gratitude, Jiang Jinshuang,” the man’s voice was clear and gentle, “I was just thinking that if I could kneel outside that palace for three days and three nights, perhaps I could better understand your situation back then.”

After a pause, Pei Du continued, "Jiang Jinshuang, His Highness Prince Ruiyang is very well."

"Whether it's the people of Baiyujing or the 300,000 Black Armored Cavalry, everyone says that His Highness Prince Ruiyang is very good, and Princess Zhaoming is also very good."

The common people and powerful figures in the capital abandoned her, despised her, and slandered her.

He wished he could stomp her into the mud and never let her rise again.

Thousands of miles away, the elderly people of Baiyujing, amidst the wind and snow, used their withered and aged hands to pull her out of the mire.

I wiped her clean.

They placed her on the high platform.

They said that Her Highness the Princess was well.

They said that it's understandable for a girl to be a little mischievous.

They said that the princess was just a child.

No one in Chang'an regarded her as a child.

She was Princess Zhaoming, who committed countless evil deeds, and Jiang Jinshuang, whom everyone wanted to kill.

But among the 30,000 people of Baiyujing, thirteen elderly men over eighty years old once held his hand and smiled somewhat ingratiatingly.

"Your Excellency, our little princess is just a bit mischievous, she has no bad intentions."

"If this has caused trouble for the officials in the capital, I would be grateful if the Grand Secretary could help His Highness exonerate himself."

“Princess, you’re a bit impulsive. If you’ve done anything wrong, we old folks apologize to you.”

The people of Baiyujing simply regarded her as a child or grandchild who was away from home on a long journey.

They were all hunched over, and the oldest of them was said to be 170 years old.

He leaned on a wooden cane, was thin, and looked very old.

—It seems that even a snowstorm in Baiyujing couldn't withstand it.

But they sheltered the little princess under their wings—like a parent bird protecting its young.

I don't want her to suffer even the slightest hardship.

Baiyujing is very good.

His Highness Prince Ruiyang is very well.

Jiang Jinshuang is also very good.

Therefore, Pei Du did not feel that it was unfair that he knelt and prayed for three days and three nights to get the spirit tablet of Prince Ruiyang back into the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

“Your Highness, they have been well cared for by you,” Pei Du said, his tone softening. “They are honest and upright, with integrity and integrity.”

It was as if Jiang Jinshuang had nurtured a strong backbone, unyielding to wind and snow, and unbending to imperial power.

That's fine.

That looks a lot like Jiang Jinshuang.

Jiang Jinshuang's eyes flickered slightly.

She even lowered her head in a bit of a panic, avoiding the man's gaze.

Okay, that slight guilty conscience has now risen to one point.

She felt as if she had misjudged Pei Du's thoughts.

Therefore, when he said that His Highness Prince Ruiyang was very good and Bai Yujing was very good, Jiang Jinshuang's guilt increased a little more.

Jiang Jinshuang scratched her cheek.

As if suddenly remembering something, Jiang Jinshuang raised her voice: "Didn't Jingmo say he went to prepare your medicine? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Du was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "Jing Mo is a bit clumsy, so it might take some time."

Meanwhile, Jingmo, who was tending to the medicine in the kitchen, sneezed.

Holding a round fan, Jingmo fanned himself a couple of times, muttering, "This medicine has been heated up on the stove three times already, and the master's still not finished..."

While his master was chatting with the princess, Jingmo was certainly not so tactless as to deliver the medicine at this time!
So the medicine was placed on the stove to simmer.

Jingmo took a small stool and sat down next to him. His tall figure was huddled in the corner, looking rather pitiful.

He rubbed his nose and muttered, "Who's insulting me..."

……

As Jiang Jinshuang left Wenshan Pavilion, she glanced once more at the strings of medicinal herbs on the desk in the study.

A little guilty.

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb Lord Pei any longer."

Jiang Jinshuang waved to Pei Du and turned to leave.

Pei Du watched Jiang Jinshuang's departing figure until she disappeared outside the door, at which point he finally came to his senses.

He and she stood in the courtyard for a long time.

My knees are starting to give out.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Pei Du's forehead as he leaned against a wooden pillar and sat down on a stone bench under a tree in the courtyard.

The moonlight was cold.

A blanket of frost.
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On her way back to the princess's residence, Jiang Jinshuang was still holding the imperial edict in her hand.

Her finger bones were slightly white, and the corners of her eyes were tinged with red.

The moonlight was perfect, and Chang'an Avenue was still bustling and prosperous at night.

As she walked through the streets and alleys, people on Chang'an Street had already begun to discuss the imperial edict issued by His Majesty that day.

"Hey, hey, hey! Have you heard? His Highness Prince Ruiyang's memorial tablet can be re-entered into the Imperial Ancestral Temple!"

"Is this true?"

"How could it be false? I have relatives who work in the palace, and I've heard that this matter has already spread throughout the palace!"

"Could it be that His Highness Prince Ruiyang was truly wronged in his case back then?"

"It is said that His Majesty cares deeply for his blood relatives and relatives. Even though Prince Ruiyang has been disobedient in the past, he has still decided to enshrine the prince in the ancestral hall."

"Your Majesty's kindness is immense!"

"If you ask me, there might actually be something to the case of Prince Ruiyang back then..."

"Cough cough cough, you can't say anything nonsense, you can't say anything nonsense!"

"..."

When Jiang Jinshuang returned to the princess's residence, Chuntao was already waiting outside!

Upon seeing Jiang Jinshuang, Chuntao's eyes lit up, and she ran towards her, exclaiming, "Your Highness! Look, the palace has sent so many rewards!"