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

Chapter 266 Your Highness, do you regret it?
After crossing the three passages, you will soon enter the main hall.

The man, who hadn't stopped whether he was at the brazier or with the beans, finally stopped in front of the stone steps.

Further ahead lies the main hall where they will be getting married.

Seemingly sensing something, Jiang Jinshuang gently patted the man's shoulder: "Put me down."

Finally, the man in front of her bent down and gently put her down.

Standing on the ground again, Jiang Jinshuang still held the red ribbon she had shared with Lin Qingyan in her hand.

Her tone was clear and gentle, with a hint of persuasion: "Lin Qingyan, I'm not joking. If you go in, I won't give you a way out."

The man didn't speak. Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said gently, "Lin Qingyan, you still have a chance to back out."

If they really entered the main hall, Jiang Jinshuang had no intention of giving Lin Qingyan a chance to back out.

The downsides of marrying Princess Zhaoming, who was utterly wicked, were actually quite obvious.

Putting aside everything else, just looking at the past few days, the public's opinion about this newly crowned top scholar is quite different from before.

Previously, the people had praised him, saying that this newly appointed top scholar not only resembled the prime minister in appearance, but also possessed outstanding literary talent.

But ever since the news spread that the newly crowned top scholar was going to marry Princess Zhaoming, the discussions among the people about this new top scholar have turned into accusations of him climbing the social ladder and currying favor with the powerful, which are the actions of a petty person.

Some even go so far as to compare Lin Qingyan and Pei Du side by side and draw conclusions.

—As expected, he only bears a slight resemblance to Lord Pei in appearance; in terms of achievements, he is far inferior to the Grand Secretary!

Jiang Jinshuang didn't care much about these arguments.

After all, these words were much milder to her than insults.

However, Lin Qingyan was ultimately just a scholar, a newcomer to officialdom, and had not yet experienced the great storms of life.

These harsh and sarcastic words might have been a bolt from the blue for him.

Jiang Jinshuang admitted that Lin Qingyan was definitely the best choice for her in her current situation.

If she can successfully marry Lin Qingyan, and with the clue she just thought of today, the government will lower its guard against her and not interfere too much when Shen Huaihe investigates the case of Prince Ruiyang back then.

Lin Qingyan's choice was indeed very good.

But now, before even entering the main hall...

Jiang Jinshuang's rare kindness was slightly moved.

She covered her face with the veil and gently turned to "Lin Qingyan".

His tone was light and pleasant: "Lin Qingyan, do you regret it?"

This was Jiang Jinshuang's last chance for him.

They were to share the world's condemnation with her, rising to power through her abilities and influence.

It's better to withdraw in time and become a newly promoted top scholar who is loved, respected, and envied by everyone.

Jiang Jinshuang remained silent, waiting for his reply.

The surrounding area was filled with loud music, and in the distance, the sound of firecrackers could be heard one after another.

As a result, Jiang Jinshuang couldn't even hear her own voice clearly.

When she asked the question, she didn't get a timely reply from the man, and even thought that he hadn't heard her clearly.

She opened her mouth, ready to ask again.

The next second, a low, husky male voice came from above.

The surrounding noise was too loud, and Jiang Jinshuang could barely make out what he was saying.

He said, "Your Highness, do you regret it?"

He asked her back.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang chuckled indifferently, her tone light and casual: "No regrets."

What does she have to regret?

If he truly regretted it, he wouldn't have gone to the capital in the first place, much less have agreed to this marriage.

Lin Qingyan instead asked her if she regretted it. Finally, Jiang Jinshuang's answer was the red silk she held tightly in her hand.

The man stepped onto the stone steps before her.

Although they were only separated by a stone step, Jiang Jinshuang heard "Lin Qingyan's" voice, yet it carried a sense of ethereal distance.

“Your Highness and I are different.”

Even if Your Highness regrets it, I will not let go.

Jiang Jinshuang frowned slightly, as if she felt something was amiss.

Before Jiang Jinshuang could even process what was happening, the matchmaker was smiling and helping her walk towards the main hall.

The matchmaker smiled and said, "Bride, hurry up, it's time to pay respects to heaven and earth!"

Distracted by the push, Jiang Jinshuang followed the red silk and climbed the steps.

After a few steps up the stone steps, Jiang Jinshuang let the groom lead her into the main hall.

The presence of both parents is naturally required for the wedding ceremony.

However, Lin Qingyan's mother died early, and his father abandoned him at a young age, so he naturally had no parents alive.

As for Jiang Jinshuang...

Jiang Huayan claimed he was too busy, but Jiang Jinshuang knew exactly what he meant.

—I don't want to give her that "face".

Therefore, Jiang Jinshuang only placed a memorial tablet in the main seat of the main hall.

—It belongs to Uncle Wang.

Jiang Jinshuang faced the direction of the main seat, her thoughts somewhat dazed.

In fact, Jiang Jinshuang had hesitated about who to pay respects to when paying respects to her parents.

Jiang Huayan was her "father emperor," but Jiang Jinshuang knew that he did not want her to bow to him.

Jiang Jinshuang wasn't one to invite trouble, so since the Tian family had sent out such a message, she decided to exclude it from her considerations.

In fact, she really wanted to worship Prince Ruiyang, Jiang Buhuo.

However, Jiang Jinshuang was well aware that this was against the rules of etiquette for Wan Jin.

The wedding was arranged by the Grand Secretary Pei Du. Jiang Jinshuang even considered asking Pei Du to make an exception.
However, before she could put this idea into action, Pei Du sent her a message first.

Now that His Highness Prince Ruiyang has returned to the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and Princess Zhaoming has a close relationship with him, it would be a good thing if she could invite His Highness's memorial tablet to pay respects to her parents.

So, that's how the matter was settled.

Jiang Jinshuang didn't even need to go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to fetch a memorial tablet herself; Pei Du had already prepared one, bringing it over with three kowtows and nine prostrations, and placing it in the princess's residence.

Even though Jiang Jinshuang and Pei Du's relationship was over, she had to admit that Pei Du might understand her better than she had imagined.

It was as if he could read her mind; some of her ideas were just beginning to sprout, and before they could even be put into action, Pei Du already knew what she was thinking.

Jiang Jinshuang was somewhat pleased about this.

After all, Jiang Jinshuang was indeed grateful to Pei Du for being able to address her uncle as "elder" during the wedding ceremony.

and so.

Jiang Jinshuang thought to herself.

After we get married today, I'll go find Pei Du tomorrow to express my gratitude.

At this thought, Jiang Jinshuang's red silk hand moved slightly.

She slowly came to her senses, facing the direction of the head of the table, her posture upright.

Beside her was the eloquent matchmaker, who supported her and loudly proclaimed, "First bow—to Heaven and Earth!"

The red ribbon led her slowly around.

Facing the space outside the main hall, Jiang Jinshuang bowed slightly as a gesture of thanks.

"Second worship high hall-"