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

Chapter 271 Pei Du, are you insane?!
The distant sounds of firecrackers and drums abruptly ceased.

The sound of the water beneath them was deafening.

The movement didn't stop when she tore off her blindfold; instead, he grabbed her waist and chased after the bliss he was about to ascend.

madman!

Jiang Jinshuang was stunned for a moment, but when she came to her senses, she scoffed coldly, and the trace of shame on her face disappeared completely.

Her hands were still wrapped around the man's neck, but her right hand slowly moved down his neck, her slender fingers counting each of his spine vertebrae.

Where that cool hand touched, it was like a wildfire spreading.

Jiang Jinshuang tilted her head, her expression neither leaning to one side nor the other, her face mocking.

The lust in her eyes had not yet completely faded; her eyebrows were like hooks, and the corners of her lips curved into an arc.

"Pei Du, is this... your revenge?"

"Ding dong dong dong——"

The golden bells on the bracelet only slowed down a bit, showing no sign of stopping.

Jiang Jinshuang's legs went weak, but a defiant smile played on her lips: "Ruining my marriage is the best revenge Lord Pei could think of?"

He didn't listen to what she was saying.

He held her waist with both hands and then lowered his head to kiss her collarbone.

Jiang Jinshuang admitted that she was very angry.

When she is angry, she doesn't show agitation or anxiety; instead, she remains calm and composed, with a smile playing on her lips.

That was the prelude to her outburst.

Where is Lin Qingyan?

She spoke coldly.

He paused slightly in his kiss.

After a long while, the man finally lowered his eyes, his cold yet lustful gaze falling undisguisedly upon her.

Jiang Jinshuang had never seen Pei Du like this before.

It's like teetering on the edge of reason; if you let things slide any further, that string will snap completely.

He slightly raised his chin, his tall figure completely obscuring Jiang Jinshuang.

"Jiang Jinshuang, kiss me."

He said this in a cold, hoarse, and low voice.

His voice was somewhat different from his usual voice, a little hoarse, so Jiang Jinshuang didn't notice anything amiss during their brief conversation.

He said, "Jiang Jinshuang, kiss me."

It's in a commanding tone.

Jiang Jinshuang pursed her lips slightly and smiled gently: "Pei Du, are you crazy?"

He still looked down at her, his Adam's apple bobbing: "If you want to save him, kiss me."

The smile at the corner of his mouth faded slightly.

If Pei Du is currently on the verge of madness, then Jiang Jinshuang is on the verge of a complete breakdown in rage.

—She wanted to kill someone.

"What did you do to him?" she asked in a low voice.

Pei Du didn't answer her question, but just looked at him, slightly raising his chin. From Jiang Jinshuang's angle, she could see the man's Adam's apple bobbing and his well-defined jawline.

It is truly a beautiful painting that is beyond reproach.

Looking down from his beautiful body, the area beneath them wasn't exactly...beautiful.

Even now, Jiang Jinshuang suddenly understood what Pei Du had once said to her.

She used to find the poses in that picture book interesting and varied, and she randomly pointed to one to show him.

He said, "Your Highness, you will be injured."

indeed.

You will get hurt.

Because up to this point, one-third was still left...

—That would definitely cause injury.

My gaze lingered there for only a moment.

Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyes again, a half-smile on her face.

It's actually quite funny when you think about it.

Although the two of them were inseparable at this moment, the atmosphere was tense and confrontational.

"kiss Me."

He simply repeated it, looking down at her.

Finally. Jiang Jinshuang chuckled softly, placed her hands on his shoulders, and reached out to capture his lips.

The man's thin lips were cool and warm. Jiang Jinshuang first grabbed them, then caressed them before penetrating them deeply.

The melodious golden bell rang again.

Jiang Jinshuang harbored malicious intentions.

With her hands off his shoulders, she leaned against something for support.

With her two free hands, Jiang Jinshuang's fingertips traced across the man's fine brocade wedding gown.

A "click" sound.

She deftly ripped the jade belt off with one hand.

That bright red wedding dress was also taken off piece by piece.

Cool fingertips brushed against the man's well-defined lines. Jiang Jinshuang narrowed her eyes and saw the man's increasingly confused gaze.

The sound of the golden bell was initially quite regular.

But in the end, it became chaotic and completely disorganized.

The fingers gripping her waist tightened, and even without looking down, Jiang Jinshuang knew clearly that there were several noticeable red marks on her waist.

Until the final, half-finished joy.

Jiang Jinshuang put her hands back on his shoulders and pulled away.

"Well--"

He finally heard a muffled groan from the man, a sound of dissatisfaction and suppressed emotion.

Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows slightly, the curve of her lips remaining unchanged.

She was still smiling, but there was no smile in her eyes.

Pei Du was dissatisfied.

He then grabbed her ankle, trying to pull her back down beneath him.

But Jiang Jinshuang refused to let him have his way. Her long leg, which had been resting on his shoulder, slowly moved down and stepped on the man's shoulder.

Last night, in preparation for today's wedding, Chun Tao specially applied nail polish to her nails with flower petal juice. Her bright red nails, when pressed against the man's fair shoulders, resembled the color of blood.

Pei Du stopped what he was doing, his breathing heavy, but his gaze remained fixed on her face.

Jiang Jinshuang is angry.

She casually looked down, observing his desire.

He merely scoffed, his tone cold and deep: "Where is Lin Qingyan?"

she asked again.

In fact, Pei Du's face was much redder than hers, filled with desire. His cold eyes seemed to be filled with a thousand charms, making him truly beautiful.

He still refused to answer.

Jiang Jinshuang wasn't in a hurry. Instead, her nail-painted feet slowly moved downwards, down his shoulder.

He stepped on it.

"Hmm--"

The man groaned.

It seemed like pain, but it also felt more like pleasure.

Jiang Jinshuang didn't care about any of that, and the smile on her lips gradually turned cold: "Lord Pei, this isn't how you negotiate terms."

Step on it again.

"The Lin family mansion." He uttered these two words in a low, hoarse voice.

Jiang Jinshuang frowned slightly, her smile growing colder: "If I'm not mistaken, this is another private residence of the Grand Secretary in the capital?"

The man is silent.

In fact, Jiang Jinshuang's foot strength was not very great; if he really wanted to remove it, Jiang Jinshuang would not be able to stop him.

But he didn't do that; he just let her do whatever she wanted, even holding her ankle with one hand, aiding and abetting her.

"Pei Du, it's all a lie, isn't it? From the very beginning of this wedding planning, you never intended for me to marry Lin Qingyan, did you?"

That blissful state, which she could not attain, was under her control.

The veins on the man's lower abdomen bulged.

“Yes,” he uttered another word.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and nodded, saying "okay" several times.

Then he laughed: "Pei Du, have you ever considered what His Majesty would do if he found out about this absurd thing you did today?!"

A loyal and righteous man like Pei Du, isn't he afraid of being blamed by the imperial family and cursed by the people?

"Pei Du, have you gone mad?!" Jiang Jinshuang's voice was filled with undisguised ferocity.