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

Chapter 244 Staring intently at her flowers!
The Qixi Palace Banquet is already considered one of the grandest banquets in Wan Jin.

The imperial family entrusted her with the organization of this palace banquet, partly out of a desire to test her abilities.

Jiang Jinshuang had to oversee every step of the process, from the servants' orders to the officials' entry and even the drinks served at the banquet, to prevent any problems from arising.

When the emperor himself attends a palace banquet, it is naturally something that cannot be taken lightly.

Jiang Jinshuang didn't really put much effort into organizing this palace banquet.

After reading a few books, I put it into practice.

Enough is enough; she had no intention of putting on a grand palace banquet or going down in history.

She's actually quite lazy; she'd rather put in three-tenths of her effort than four-tenths.

So she doesn't really care whether she can do the best; as long as she can get by on the surface, that's enough.

Today, Jiang Jinshuang wore a red dress, making her stand out dazzlingly in the crowd.

Jiang Jinshuang came with Pei Du.

They had just arrived at the palace gate when the carriage stopped. Jiang Jinshuang was still holding the flower branch in her hand.

She liked the red-tailed kite and didn't really want to throw it away.

However, the palace banquet was about to start, and she had to go to supervise it, so she couldn't spare the time to go back to the princess's residence.

—I should have given the last red-tailed kite to Yanjue earlier.

Now that she has it in her hand, Jiang Jinshuang is reluctant to throw it away.

—That's a bit troublesome.

Jiang Jinshuang thought for a moment and simply tucked the flower branch into her waistband as an embellishment.

Seeing this, Pei Du glanced at her but said nothing more.

Actually, Jiang Jinshuang arrived at the palace banquet quite early.

The palace banquet wouldn't be held until the evening, and Jiang Jinshuang arrived early to check on the banquet's schedule.

Although Zhao Yungui counted on his fingers and told her that nothing serious would happen at tonight's banquet, Jiang Jinshuang felt that she should keep an eye on things herself for peace of mind.

There was a reason why Pei Du came with her.

The Emperor sent him to supervise her, seemingly out of concern that she might cause trouble.

Jiang Jinshuang: "..."

Jiang Huayan didn't even consider that even if she really wanted to cause trouble, she wouldn't choose to do it at the palace banquet he organized.

Isn't this a slap in the face?
Having arrived early, Jiang Jinshuang went to supervise the palace banquet proceedings.

Pei Du, having nothing to do, sat upright at the octagonal table, his gaze fixed on her.

—To be precise, it landed on the red-tailed kite around her waist.

Prince Beihuai and Wen Fengcang will also be attending today's banquet.

Previously, Wen Fengcang was a powerful and arrogant figure in the capital, but after the defeat of Beihuai last time, when the Beihuai army was forced to retreat a hundred miles, Wen Fengcang's situation became difficult.

These past few days, I haven't heard any news from Wen Fengcang in Chang'an, so he must have been keeping a low profile.

He'd better not cause her any trouble at tonight's Qixi Festival banquet.

As she sorted out her thoughts, Jiang Jinshuang glanced up and saw Pei Du's cold gaze fixed on her at the octagonal table in the distance, seemingly never looking away.

Realizing that their eyes were locked, the man frowned slightly, but then subtly looked away.

ill.

Jiang Jinshuang ignored him and continued to supervise the palace banquet proceedings.

Fortunately, nothing went wrong. As night slowly fell, Jiang Jinshuang finally lowered her guard.

Officials and ministers began to enter the banquet hall. Jiang Jinshuang lowered her head and glanced at the red-tailed kite at her waist.

The flowers of the red-tailed iris are vibrant and beautiful, but once they leave the soil of Baiyujing, they wither very quickly.

In just over an hour, Jiang Jinshuang noticed that the petals of the red-tailed kite had dimmed somewhat.

"what is this?"

A cold, deep voice came from above.

Jiang Jinshuang looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wen Fengcang slightly raising his chin, his gaze falling on the red-tailed kite at Jiang Jinshuang's waist.

As he spoke, Wen Fengcang reached out to take it.

Jiang Jinshuang took a step back without making a sound, and looked up at the man: "Your Highness, it's been a long time."

Wen Fengcang's appearance is the kind of beauty that is very aggressive.

She possesses a blend of exotic mystery and beauty, with delicate features and a high, straight nose, making her a very beautiful bone structure.

However, her beautiful face now seemed to be tinged with fatigue, and her eyes were no longer as sharp and assertive as before.

It is conceivable that after the defeat of the Beihuai army, the Beihuai king should have placed most of the blame on Wen Fengcang.

This is actually a good thing for Jiang Jinshuang.

Only when the relationship between King Beihuai and Wen Fengcang develops cracks and conflicts can she take the opportunity to kill King Beihuai through Wen Fengcang's hands.

As for who will become the new ruler of Beihuai, Jiang Jinshuang doesn't care much.

He glanced again at the flower branch at her waist and chuckled softly, "A red-tailed kite?"

Jiang Jinshuang smiled politely and distantly: "Does Your Highness know him?"

“More than just knowing it,” Wen Fengcang smiled. “It’s the only flowering tree that can bloom in Baiyujing. It is said that when Prince Ruiyang was on the verge of death, he relied on the direction in which this red-tailed iris bloomed to fight his way out.”

When the incident from back then was mentioned, Jiang Jinshuang's smile faded slightly.

"Actually, I've always been curious whether the invincible Prince Ruiyang is truly protected by the gods, who can escape from danger so many times."

In the dead of winter, with heavy snow blocking the mountains, Beihuai dispatched 100,000 elite troops, solely to take the head of Prince Ruiyang.

Prince Ruiyang was ambushed and moved around to several places, but was eventually surrounded by the combined forces of the Beihuai army in a mountain pass.

Without food or water, the soldiers trapped with Prince Ruiyang shivered, constantly in danger of hypothermia.

It was during that battle that Prince Ruiyang's longsword broke into seven pieces. When Prince Ruiyang finally broke through the encirclement, he had no soldiers left by his side.

—They're all dead.

The body was buried in that snowstorm.

Jiang Jinshuang did not want to recall what happened back then.

She stared intently at Wen Fengcang before her, her tone cold: "Whether the Prince's uncle is protected by the gods, if Your Highness is truly curious, why not go down and ask him yourself?"

Wen Fengcang narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his lips turned cold.

—The Prince of Ruiyang was like Jiang Jinshuang's Achilles' heel; she couldn't bear to hear even a single unpleasant word from him.

The next second, Wen Fengcang curled his lips again, his tone lazy and casual: "I have heard that Your Highness and Prince Ruiyang have a close relationship. I wonder if Your Highness knows that when Prince Ruiyang first went to war, his hand was trembling when he held his sword."

Wen Fengcang laughed: "After all, he is a prince of royal lineage. If he hadn't been wearing that mask of the god of death, his face would probably have turned pale the first time he saw blood."

“Wen Fengcang.” Jiang Jinshuang’s tone turned cold.

"Your Highness, it's chilly, please put on some more clothes."

A familiar voice came from behind Jiang Jinshuang.

Before she could react, a fox fur coat was placed on Jiang Jinshuang's shoulders.

It was Pei Du.