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

Chapter 242 Our little princess is doing very well.

"Huh?" Jiang Jinshuang was a little taken aback.

She smiled and looked at Yan Jue, somewhat bewildered.

Seeing Jiang Jinshuang's expression, Yan Jue frowned slightly and asked seriously, "Am I not your favorite person?"

Confident and self-righteous, with a straight face.

Jiang Jinshuang: "..."

How can she explain to Yan Jue that this "like" is not the same as the "like" he understands?

"But I haven't prepared any flowers yet!"

Jiang Jinshuang could only say that, with a hint of indulgence and pampering.

Upon hearing this, Yan Jue seemed to agree with Jiang Jinshuang's words.

He nodded, grabbed Jiang Jinshuang's sleeve, and was about to lead her out the door.

"Wait, wait, where are we going?" Jiang Jinshuang asked as they walked.

Yan Jue didn't even turn his head: "I'll take you to buy some flowers."

Jiang Jinshuang was both amused and exasperated, and could only let him lead her towards Chang'an Street.

From a distance, Chun Tao saw the two leaving, and a genuine smile appeared on her face.

Chun Tao knew that Her Highness actually loved lively occasions, but she had too many concerns, so she would avoid such lively events and stay far away.

Master Yanjue is very good.

Lord Yanjue doesn't understand these things, so he would take His Highness for a stroll along Chang'an Street.

That's fine.

……

With a mix of reluctance and consent, Jiang Jinshuang was led by Yan Jue to Chang'an Street.

The place was bustling with people.

The bustling traffic rolled along the bluestone imperial road, and the pavilions with green walls and red tiles stood in staggered rows, shimmering with light and color.

Even before nightfall, the lanterns in taverns and teahouses everywhere were already lit, and the wind blew through the embroidered patterns of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix on the sails, creating a scene of magnificent buildings standing side by side.

The streets and alleys seemed to be filled with the sounds of vendors hawking their wares and the clanging of carts.

Camel bells mingled with the foreign languages ​​of merchants from the Western Regions, weaving through the bustling crowds, amidst the sounds of bells and the aroma of fine food.

Jiang Jinshuang was stunned for a moment, then Yan Jue pulled her through the bustling stalls.

Today, flower vendors are as numerous as hairs on a cow, and there are even many flower branches that Jiang Jinshuang cannot name.

The streets were teeming with people, and Yan Jue, with his tall stature, stood out conspicuously among them.

In just a short while, Jiang Jinshuang glanced at him casually and noticed that Yan Jue's body had been adorned with many more flower branches by passing women.

Yan Jue's patience wasn't actually that great, but because he was with Jiang Jinshuang, he wouldn't easily lose his temper.

Even with a stern face, many bold young ladies stepped forward and shyly placed the flower branches in their hands on him.

Being pulled along by Yan Jue in the crowd was quite inconvenient.

Jiang Jinshuang was both amused and exasperated, and could only say, "Yanjue, you don't need to pull me, I'll just follow behind you."

Seemingly disbelieving Jiang Jinshuang's words, Yan Jue turned to look at her: "Aren't you going to run away?"

Jiang Jinshuang smiled helplessly: "If I don't run, I've already been brought out by you, where else can I run to?"

With so many people coming and going, Jiang Jinshuang might have been crushed into a meat patty if she hadn't been following behind Yan Jue.

Finally believing her words, Yan Jue let go of Jiang Jinshuang's hand, and Jiang Jinshuang followed behind Yan Jue, passing through the surging crowd.

Actually, there are quite a few flower stalls around here.

But Yan Jue didn't even glance at them, nor did he linger. He simply led Jiang Jinshuang forward. Jiang Jinshuang neither urged nor questioned him, letting Yan Jue part the crowd as they resolutely continued forward.

He stopped in front of a stall.

The crowd surged, but he stood there like a pillar of strength, seemingly able to cleave the throng in two.

What flowers are you going to send me?

Yan Jue paused there, but pretended not to know and asked her.

Jiang Jinshuang paused for a moment, then looked at the stall.

Upon seeing it, Jiang Jinshuang froze on the spot.

what.

It is a red-tailed kite.

It is the red-tailed kite that blooms only in Baiyujing.

What met her eyes was a sea of ​​bright red, like a blazing flame, reflected in her pupils.

Jiang Jinshuang stood behind Yan Jue, looking at the fiery red expanse, which resembled a sea of ​​fire.

"Miss, would you like to buy some flowers?"

The flower vendor was a man in his fifties. He smiled at the two people in front of him and spoke in a somewhat broken Mandarin.

Jiang Jinshuang immediately recognized the dialect in his speech.

"Are you from Baiyujing?" Jiang Jinshuang squatted down in front of the stall, looking at the flowers and chatting with the vendor.

The vendor was somewhat surprised: "Young lady, you've been to Baiyujing?"

Jiang Jinshuang picked out a few of the most vibrant flower branches and showed them to Yan Jue: "How about I buy you a red-tailed kite?"

Yan Jue nodded with great composure, her tone calm: "Alright then."

He deliberately stopped in front of the vendor selling the red-tailed kite, intending for her to buy the flower branch as a gift for him!
Yan Jue's thoughts are actually quite easy to guess.

After talking with Yan Jue, Jiang Jinshuang smiled and looked at the vendor: "Yes, I lived in Baiyujing for a few years."

Upon hearing this, the vendor's eyes lit up even more, and his already broken Mandarin became increasingly like the dialect of Baiyujing: "Baiyujing is great! Baiyujing is a wonderful place!"

Jiang Jinshuang asked with a smile, "Uncle, did you come all the way from Baiyujing to sell flowers?"

The vendor chuckled and said, "Yes, I heard today is the Qixi Festival. I brought these red-tailed kites from Baiyujing so that people in Chang'an could see them too."

Red-tailed kites are rarely seen outside of Baiyujing.

This was one of the few times Jiang Jinshuang had seen a red-tailed kite blooming so brightly outside Baiyujing.

“In the past, our Baiyujing was all white. Later, Princess Zhaoming cultivated this red-tailed kite, and every household planted a few. This red-tailed kite happens to bloom in the coldest snowy days and blooms for half a year. It is as beautiful as fire.”

As he spoke, the vendor smiled sheepishly, "I'm getting old, so I can't bring in many red kites. Otherwise, I would definitely show everyone in Chang'an that the flowers from Baiyujing are also very beautiful!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang couldn't help but smile: "Uncle, you mustn't speak well of that Princess Zhaoming while you're in the capital, or you'll be bullied."

Upon hearing this, the merchant waved his hand unhappily: "Then our little princess is good? I've heard people from the capital say that our princess has committed murder and arson. How could she be so bad?"

He paused for a moment, then murmured, "She's just a little far from Baiyujing, so she's not at ease. Our little princess is a very good person, not the kind of person you're talking about."

"To be honest, I am fifty-seven years old this year. If it weren't for Princess Zhaoming helping Bai Yujing recover little by little, my family of five would probably have died in that snowstorm."

Jiang Jinshuang lowered her eyes and chuckled softly, "This is what she should do, you don't need to be so grateful."

“Oh dear, that’s not how it works,” the merchant corrected. “Our little princess isn’t that old. She’s a young woman, and she’s done so much for our Baiyujing. What’s wrong with that?”

She did it, did it right, and did it well, so she should be thanked.

How can you say whether it should or shouldn't be done?

That little princess was only in her early twenties, not much older than his granddaughter. She had come through wind, frost, rain, and snow, and cannot be simply dismissed with a word like "should".