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

Chapter 27 You let him stay in my bedroom

Jiang Jinshuang looked at Eunuch Kang outside the carriage with a half-smile.

Ignoring Jiang Jinshuang's expression, Eunuch Kang continued, "Your Highness, His Majesty wishes to ask—"

"Go home."

Before Eunuch Kang could finish speaking, Jiang Jinshuang coldly addressed the coachman.

"Yes."

The coachman responded, cracked his whip on the horse's back, and the horse neighed and slowly drove away.

Upon seeing this, Eunuch Kang's eyes widened, and he shouted something loudly from behind, his voice shrill.

Jiang Jinshuang lowered the carriage curtain, blocking out the sound.

Inside the carriage, Jiang Jinshuang clenched her fists, feeling somewhat disgruntled.

She understood that she was taking her anger out on Pei Du.

She knew perfectly well that everything His Majesty was doing today was an act for her.

The person summoned for an audience, even if it wasn't Pei Du, would have been someone else.

However, His Majesty deliberately chose Pei Du.

It was as if it was constantly reminding her of that shameless pursuit she had back then.

It seems like everyone knows about her past, and everyone is looking for an opportunity to mock and humiliate her.

Princess Zhaoming, who was once high and mighty, was banished from the capital and became universally disliked.

That poor scholar rose through the ranks to become a powerful and influential official.

Fate plays tricks on people, but Heaven has eyes!

Jiang Jinshuang closed her eyes slightly and took a deep breath.

She had excellent hearing and could hear that Pei Du's carriage was following her.

They followed them all the way to the outside of the princess's residence.

When Jiang Jinshuang alighted from the carriage, Pei Du was already beside her, his robes flowing like clouds, his features clear and bright.

He stretched out his arm again.

Jiang Jinshuang glanced at Pei Du, then looked away.

She still didn't help him up. After getting off the carriage, she walked straight into the princess's residence.

Pei Du followed her into the courtyard of the princess's residence.

Jiang Jinshuang was in a bad mood and didn't want to see him right now.

She turned around and coldly asked the man in front of her, "What brings the Grand Secretary to my residence?"

The man was tall and slender. He stood in the courtyard, letting the peach blossoms flutter in the breeze.

He looked at her and said, "You're taking your anger out on me."

Jiang Jinshuang scoffed lightly, "So what if I am?" after her thoughts were exposed.

Upon hearing this, Pei Du pursed his lips slightly and explained clearly and earnestly, "I have already refused."

"That's amazing! Should I ask for a reward for the Grand Secretary?"

The man's knuckles turned slightly white. He lowered his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "I'm not pitying you."

"What is that?" The last sentence enraged Jiang Jinshuang. She lowered her eyes and said coldly, "Pei Du, what is that if not pitiful?"

"Seeing how His Majesty has repeatedly made fun of me, don't you think I'm particularly pathetic?"

"Is the Grand Secretary so benevolent and kind that he wants to take pity on me and refuse His Majesty's offer, so that I won't appear so pathetic?"

“Jiang Jinshuang,” Pei Du said hoarsely, staring intently at her, “Let’s talk this out.”

He always does.

It is always as calm as a still lake.

—This only makes her seem like the one who's being unreasonable.

Jiang Jinshuang took a deep breath to calm herself before speaking calmly: "There's nothing to say. The Grand Secretary is right. I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you."

Pei Du frowned slightly: "You know perfectly well that this is not what I meant."

"Lord Pei, I don't want to see you right now. Please come another day." Jiang Jinshuang rubbed her head in annoyance.

"What's going on here?"

A clear and elegant voice came from afar.

Si Ning, wearing a dark-colored outer robe, walked out from the side hall.

Upon seeing Pei Du in the courtyard, Si Ning stepped forward and nodded slightly to him: "Prime Minister, we meet again."

Jiang Jinshuang was so annoyed that she didn't notice Pei Du's eyes suddenly turning cold as he looked at the side hall where Si Ning had come out.

Seeing that Pei Du did not respond, Si Ning did not pay any attention and turned to Jiang Jinshuang, asking in a gentle tone: "Were you bullied?"

It's even more frustrating than being bullied.

Jiang Jinshuang knew that Si Ning was not in good health, so she suppressed her anger and said, "It's nothing. Why did you wake up so early?"

Si Ning glanced at Pei Du in front of her without changing her expression, and still smiled: "The sandalwood incense burning in Your Highness's side hall is a bit too strong, so I couldn't sleep soundly." Jiang Jinshuang frowned: "I'll have someone remove the incense burner."

Si Ning smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your trouble, Your Highness."

Jiang Jinshuang then looked at Pei Du, her tone slightly cold: "Your Excellency should also go back soon."

With that, she and Si Ning turned to leave.

But before he could take more than a few steps, he was pulled back by a force!
Jiang Jinshuang's wrist was gripped tightly, and she couldn't help but frown.

Turning away in pain, Jiang Jinshuang's anger reached its peak.

"Pei Du, what exactly do you want to do!?"

She suddenly looked up, only to meet the man's cold, brooding eyes.

Pei Du was angry.

What is he angry about?

What's there for him to be angry about?!

Jiang Jinshuang tried to break free of the man's grip, but found that the man's strength was like that of cast iron, and she couldn't break free for a moment!

Seeing this, Si Ning took a step back and said, "Then, I will go to the dining hall to wait for Your Highness."

After saying that, Si Ning smiled and turned to leave.

"Si, Si Ning! Go back—hiss—"

Pulled by the force of the hand, Jiang Jinshuang's gaze was forced to fall on Pei Du again.

The man's eyes were bloodshot at the corners, and his dark pupils seemed to be able to hold water.

“You let him stay in my bedroom.”

The man's voice was hoarse and low, as if he had swallowed a block of iron.

Jiang Jinshuang laughed in exasperation: "Your bedchamber? Isn't the Grand Secretary's bedchamber in Wenshan Pavilion?"

The grip on his wrist tightened, and the man's handsome, thin lips pressed into a straight line.

Jiang Jinshuang bit her lip in pain, but still sneered, "Pei Du, there is nothing of yours in the Princess's residence."

"The cold spring is not yours, the incense burner is not yours, and the bedchamber is certainly not yours!"

The force is still tightening.

Just when Jiang Jinshuang thought that Pei Du was about to crush her wrist bones, the force on her wrist suddenly disappeared.

The pain vanished instantly. Jiang Jinshuang rubbed her wrist and glared at him fiercely!
"Pei—" Jiang Jinshuang was also driven to anger. Just as she was about to say something, she saw that the man no longer looked at her and left in a huff.

Watching Pei Du's departing figure, Jiang Jinshuang frowned deeply, cursing him several times in her heart!

Ignoring him, Jiang Jinshuang turned and walked towards the dining hall.

Dining room.

Si Ning was already sitting there, waiting for her to have her meal.

Upon seeing Jiang Jinshuang appear, Si Ning smiled without surprise: "Your Highness, please sit."

Jiang Jinshuang was still resentful of Si Ning's "escape" behavior as soon as she turned around. She glared at her and sat down with a resentful look on her face.

"Why is Your Highness looking at me like that?" Si Ning tilted his head, his smile gentle.

Jiang Jinshuang narrowed her eyes and took a vicious bite of her steamed bun: "Traitor!"

After being scolded, Si Ning remained calm and simply smiled, "Does Your Highness wish for me to clash with the Grand Secretary?"

Jiang Jinshuang frowned: "Then you can't just abandon me and run away!"

“Alright, then next time I’ll take Your Highness with me,” Si Ning smiled, but then said, “I’ve always heard my father say that the current Grand Secretary is young and promising, exceptionally handsome, mature and steady.”

"I never expected to meet such a Grand Secretary today."

Jiang Jinshuang frowned as well: "He's sick."

It's just a side hall; I don't know what they're so angry about.

Is it possible that the conditions at Wenshan Pavilion are so harsh that even the Grand Secretary doesn't have a proper sleeping quarters?
"If he really likes the furnishings in that side room that much, I'll have someone send all the things to him another day."

Anyway, the room was full of writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, which she didn't like to use.

"I think Your Highness could have a good talk with the Grand Secretary."

Hearing Si Ning say that, Jiang Jinshuang couldn't help but recall that hot and sticky night.

She still remembers the humiliated and resentful look in Pei Du's eyes.

I couldn't help but shiver.

"Forget it, I have nothing to talk to him about."

Seeing this, Si Ning didn't continue, but instead raised another question: "His Majesty still refuses to see you?"

Mentioning this made Jiang Jinshuang a little irritated: "Yeah, they're giving me a warning."

Her Majesty couldn't possibly be unaware of the scheme she orchestrated against those officials at the banquet yesterday.

Si Ning wasn't too surprised that Jiang Jinshuang hadn't seen the Emperor: "Not long after His Highness left the residence this morning, someone from the palace came to deliver an imperial decree."

(End of this chapter)