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

Chapter 295 Jiang Jinshuang, Don't Make Me Go Crazy

Chun Tao glanced at Jiang Jinshuang and then tactfully withdrew.

Jiang Jinshuang stepped out of the room. In the courtyard, a tall, handsome man stood.

Pei Du hasn't attended court for the past few days, so why does he look so pale?

“Lord Pei, what perfect timing! I was just thinking that if you hadn’t come, I would have gone to Wenshan Pavilion to look for you.”

The princess's luggage was carried out in large and small bags, indicating that the journey to Baiyujing would indeed take a very long time.

Nuonuo had just fallen asleep, and Jiang Jinshuang, finally able to rest for a while, lazily yawned.

“Taking care of children is exhausting,” Jiang Jinshuang said casually, her tone relaxed. “I heard that Lord Pei has recently become interested in raising children?”

The man wore a dark blue robe with silver orchid patterns. He stood before the steps, his unbound black hair falling over his shoulders, which made his brows appear even more refined.

He spoke, his Adam's apple bobbing: "The child's biological father doesn't really care about you or the child."

Jiang Jinshuang was stunned for a moment. She tilted her head slightly and pondered the words.

Finally understanding Pei Du's meaning, Jiang Jinshuang raised an eyebrow slightly and smiled, "Then Lord Pei probably doesn't know that he's quite good at seducing people in private."

"The behavior of the Nanfeng Pavilion is not respectable."

Jiang Jinshuang feigned annoyance, her brows furrowing slightly: "Lord Pei came here tonight just to criticize my judgment?"

"Infants under one month old should not travel long distances, as they may catch a cold or be exposed to heat or wind. Infant crying may be due to nighttime crying, blocked gallbladder meridian, or excessive heart fire."

“Pei Du,” Jiang Jinshuang smiled, tilting her head slightly as she looked at him with a smile, “what exactly do you want to say?”

The man lowered his eyes, the corners of his eyes slightly upturned like half-dry ink marks in an inkstone, cold and silent: "Jiang Jinshuang, I am more suitable to be a father than him."

A flicker of emotion crossed Jiang Jinshuang's eyes, but she merely curved her eyebrows and smiled, saying, "Lord Pei, the way you're saying this makes it sound like you're eager to be the father of someone else's child."

“Cut all ties with him,” Pei Du’s voice was hoarse and trembling. His fingers paused slightly in his sleeve, and his gaze toward Jiang Jinshuang was filled with an ambiguous emotion. “Marry me, and I will treat your child as my own.”

Jiang Jinshuang's smile deepened, and she raised an eyebrow slightly: "Pei Du, aren't you aggrieved to be the father of someone else's child?"

Pei Du's gaze turned somber: "That's your child, not someone else's."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang chuckled softly, her tone alluring yet persuasive: "But Lord Pei, what if I am unwilling?"

Quiet.

silence.

The man lowered his head, his long eyelashes and the moonlight concealing the turbulent emotions and gloom in his eyes.

“Jiang Jinshuang, I will not be a concubine.” He said this, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled but remained silent, only raising an eyebrow at him.

for a long time.

He opened his mouth, "Jiang Jinshuang, don't treat me like this, I won't be able to resist killing him..."

"Don't drive me crazy..."

Jiang Jinshuang smiled, then walked to the stone table in the courtyard and poured a cup of wine.

Bathed in moonlight, the golden wine swayed gently, like flowing amber.

“Pei Du, I learned some things from Jing Mo, so I feel it’s necessary to explain them to you.”

After a pause, Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said, "The drug in your wine back then wasn't put on by me."

As expected, he saw the man's astonished eyes, and his voice tightened: "It wasn't...you who did it?"

Jiang Jinshuang nodded earnestly and sincerely: "Yes, if I really did administer the drug, it would definitely be in the princess's residence, not in the palace, right?"

She felt that she should explain it clearly.

Realizing what was happening, the man belatedly looked up: "So Jiang Jinshuang, you never even had those thoughts, right?"

He was deceiving himself.

He had always relied on that "special" relationship, always assuming that she treated him differently from others.

But now she says that she didn't do it, and that she never even considered doing it.

It's as if everything was a one-man show he put on.

His self-righteous "specialness" was merely a coincidence born of her pity.

"So now, you're going to leave me again and leave the capital, right?"

"Just like three years ago, Jiang Jinshuang, you're going to abandon me again, aren't you?" Jiang Jinshuang smiled, lightly tapping the stone table with her fingertips, and gestured to Pei Du with her eyes: "Lord Pei, have a drink."

Pei Du took a few steps forward, but grabbed her sleeve in a panic, his eyes darting around: "Jiang Jinshuang, don't leave me..."

Jiang Jinshuang simply smiled, picked up the wine glass, and handed it to Pei Du.

Without any hesitation, the man, who had a very low alcohol tolerance, downed the glass of wine in one gulp.

He threw down his wine glass, grabbed Jiang Jinshuang's sleeve, and kept repeating, "Jiang Jinshuang, you can't leave me behind."

Jiang Jinshuang teased with a smile, "Then, Lord Pei, would you like to consider becoming my concubine?"

The man grabbed Jiang Jinshuang's sleeve and pulled her into his arms.

His head rested on the woman's shoulder, and Jiang Jinshuang felt the dampness on her shoulder.

"Jiang Jinshuang, you can't do this to me..."

"This is not fair to me..."

The moonlight is hazy.

Jiang Jinshuang looked up at the moonlight high above, then looked down and saw the man in front of her, who was even more serene than the moonlight.

Finally, she spoke in a clear voice: "The child belongs to Fu Qingshan and my best friend. I am just the child's godmother."

She clearly felt the man's body stiffen, and even his breathing became extremely shallow and light.

The hand around her waist tightened, and she heard the man's voice, so soft it was almost breaking, say, "What...what does that mean..."

As the alcohol took effect, Jiang Jinshuang could feel the heat of the man's body in front of her.

“Pei Du, I didn’t put the drug in that cup of wine back then,” she said, raising her eyes and tilting her head to look at him, her eyebrows and eyes bright and radiant.

Burning with passion and desire, Pei Du suppressed his feelings and looked at her with a dangerous gaze.

He wanted to figure out what she meant by her words.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled, her eyes clear and gentle: "Pei Du, I'll ask you one last time."

"Do you like me?"

Before she could answer, the man kissed her uncontrollably, gripping her waist and kissing her neck.

In her hazy state, Jiang Jinshuang heard his reply.

"I like...I like Jiang Jinshuang..."

"How much do you like it?"

"Born for you, my virtue shines as bright as the sun and moon."

……

It's a swing.

Behind Jiang Jinshuang's bedroom was the cold spring.

The cold spring has excellent water quality. In spring, peach trees have built trellises here, and many flowering vines have climbed up the trellises, creating a beautiful sight.

Beneath the flower trellis was the swing that Chun Tao had built for Jiang Jinshuang. When Jiang Jinshuang said he liked it, Chun Tao built one herself without hesitation.

Jiang Jinshuang would often swing on the swing to think, but this was the first time she had ever done this on the swing.

Pei Du put his arm around her lower back, and Jiang Jinshuang straddled the man's lap.

Perhaps unable to bear the weight of two people, the rope creaked and protested.

The jade pendant collided with the swing's ropes, making a crisp and melodious sound.

Jiang Jinshuang finally understood what Pei Du meant by "injury".

She braced herself against his shoulders, biting her cherry lips lightly, her forehead covered in sweat: "Pei Du, no, no..."

How could that be all of it...?

Jiang Jinshuang swore that the wine was not enough to turn a scholar into a beast.

—Unless he is a beast to begin with.

The man supported her from the waist down, coaxing her, and gradually loosened his grip on her.

His voice was hoarse, tinged with a malicious vengeance: "Pei Du, it can't be..."