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

Chapter 195 "Pei Du".

He tightened his grip on her wrist, knuckles tightening.

Even without looking behind him, Jiang Jinshuang could sense his helplessness and panic.

He was controlled by her.

Take whatever you ask for.

He pleaded with her to give her more pleasure.

The jade pendant was stained.

The texture was no longer cold to the touch, and Jiang Jinshuang held it in her palm, playing with it lightly or heavily.

She gave him everything.

He was the one who suffered.

But a tickle ran through his heart, and he gripped her wrist, his throat bobbing, letting her take the lead.

"Jiang Jinshuang, please call me by my name..."

It is a plea.

They were filled with an unprecedented sense of panic.

He lost all thought and reason; he was like a kite being led by a leash.

Different.

Pei Du wasn't particularly lustful; at least before he met her, he had never done *that* thing himself.

He spends most of his time reading or writing, or eating and resting; apart from that, his life is free of any trivial matters.

Those were things she taught him.

Strictly speaking, Pei Du was not ignorant; he was neither an naive child nor an illiterate brute.

He knew those things, and he understood those things in bed.

He simply doesn't like, or rather, isn't willing to waste time on these useless trifles.

—If a man cannot even control these emotions, how is he any different from a beast?

He was used to controlling his emotions and his actions.

Never made a mistake.

She taught him those things.

She said, "A sage is without desire. Pei Du, do you want to be a sage?"
She said, "Pei Du, there's nothing to be ashamed of."

She said, "Pei Du, did you enjoy that?"

She never minded putting her desires out in the open, nor did she feel it was shameful.

However, she clearly distinguished between desire and reason.

She knew perfectly well that she could be rationally, almost cruelly, watching him become lost and helpless in bed.

This is different from what he came up with on his own.

He needs to think about her.

They need her clothes or something.

He kept that little garment of hers under his pillow and used it many times.

He had actually thought about it, what if one day...

If one day, when she is conscious, she is here, she will help him.

What will happen to him?

Now he knows the answer.

He'll go crazy.

No longer lying flat, the intense stimulation made him unconsciously sit up slightly, revealing a smooth and perfect waistline in front of his lower abdomen.

She sat there steadily, and regardless of his pain or joy, her movements as she played with the jade pendant remained unchanged.

He's going crazy.

"Jiang Jinshuang... Jiang Jinshuang..."

He called her name.

It sounded like a plea, yet also like a cry for help.

Like a traveler about to drown in a vast ocean, he gripped her wrist tightly, clinging to that lifeline.

Jiang Jinshuang's eyebrows curved into a smile as a light gauze curtain fell, swaying gently in the breeze.

There was a sudden knocking sound at the door.

"Tuk-tuk."

Jiang Jinshuang instantly noticed Pei Du's tense body!

The jade pendant nearly slipped from her hand, but Jiang Jinshuang raised an eyebrow slightly and remained unmoved.

Jingmo's worried voice came from outside the door: "M-Master, are you alright?"

Jingmo only just found out that the adult must have been faking fainting.

Your Highness has been inside for so long without coming out. Are you angry with the Master?
With a forced smile, Jingmo scratched his head and said, "Your Highness, my master has been unwell these past few days, please don't blame him..."

Upon hearing Jingmo's words, Jiang Jinshuang raised an eyebrow slightly, her gaze lingering on the man's taut muscles.

"Are you...unwell?" She smiled, a smile playing on her lips, completely at ease. The blush on the man's face spread all the way to the tips of his ears.

His lips parted, exhaling scalding hot breath.

Not yet.

Neither up nor down.

The fingers gripping her arm remained tight.

She refused to call him by his name.

Pei Du pursed his lips, his eyes darting around sluggishly before finally settling on her face.

"Nothing else, you may leave."

His voice was very low.

—From Jingmo's perspective outside the door, it certainly didn't seem like "nothing was wrong".

Jingmo became even more nervous and opened his mouth, "Um... sir, you should drink your medicine. Shall I bring it to you?"

"I said, back off."

Pei Du was somewhat angered.

Jiang Jinshuang looked at him with a smile, but a hint of malice flashed in her eyes.

She tugged at Pei Du's sash, brought it to his lips, and said nothing.

Pei Du looked at her and understood what she meant.

He parted his lips slightly and gently bit the sash she offered him.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled with satisfaction, then finally lowered her head and whispered in his ear, "Pei, Du."

Blue veins suddenly appeared on his neck.

His body reacted before his thoughts could process it.

The sound that escaped from his throat was diluted and stifled by his clothing.

Even so, a few faint, incoherent sounds could still be heard.

"Dang Cang——"

The jade pendant slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

The man beneath her was heaving violently, seemingly still reeling from the flash of white light before his eyes.

Jiang Jinshuang got up and got off the bed.

My hands are sore.

Her clothes were perfectly intact.

Sandalwood incense burned in the bedroom, perfectly neutralizing the room's luxurious ambiance.

Jiang Jinshuang slowly lifted the curtain between the inner and outer rooms and walked to the entrance hall.

The door was left ajar.

Jiang Jinshuang saw Jingmo outside the door with a worried expression.

Upon seeing Jiang Jinshuang, Jingmo was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, are you...you're not angry?"

Jiang Jinshuang half-closed the door and frowned: "I was quite angry at first."

Seeing Jingmo's panicked eyes, Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said, "But right now, I'm in a good mood."

So funny.

Jingmo was confused, but knowing that Jiang Jinshuang wasn't angry, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "As long as Your Highness is happy. Um, may I come in and bring you some medicine, sir?"

"The medicine..." Jiang Jinshuang glanced at Pei Du on the other side of the bed. The curtains were partially obscured, concealing the man's figure. Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said, "Let's drink it later. Lord Pei is resting right now."

"Oh, okay, okay, then I'll take my leave."

Upon hearing this, Jingmo quickly nodded, bowed, and left.

Close the door again.

Jiang Jinshuang sat on the armchair in the outer room, poured herself a cup of tea, and waited leisurely.

The rustling sound of clothes rubbing together came from inside the room.

Before long, Pei Du, dressed in an elegant, wide robe, lifted the curtain and finally stood before Jiang Jinshuang.

I didn't actually drink the tea in my hand.

Pei Du walked up to her and handed the jade pendant to her.

Jiang Jinshuang glanced at the jade pendant, then looked up at him with a half-smile: "Pei Du, it's dirty."

The man pursed his lips slightly, and a strange blush still lingered on the tips of his ears.

His voice was slightly hoarse, but he readily agreed: "After I wipe it clean, I will return it to Your Highness."

Jiang Jinshuang did not respond.

Before long, her right hand was taken up, and Pei Du took out a wet towel from somewhere and carefully wiped her hand.

He was very tall.

Since Jiang Jinshuang was sitting, he knelt down in front of her to make it easier for her to wash her hands.

Jiang Jinshuang raised an eyebrow at the man in front of her, a smile playing on her lips: "Pei Du, I don't really understand."

Are you trying to make a good impression on me?