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

Chapter 31 I Don’t Want Him Anymore

Noticing the gazes of the women around her, Qing Shan puffed out her chest, her confidence growing stronger: "Your Highness, let me remind you, the Grand Secretary and Yu Rong are deeply in love, a love that you can never replace!"

As she spoke, Qing Shan sneered, "When Yu Rong and the Grand Secretary become husband and wife in the future, I hope that Your Highness will grace us with your presence and share in the joy."

After a pause, Qing Shan covered her lips and laughed, "If you haven't left the capital by then."

Jiang Jinshuang found the noise annoying.

Very strange.

She originally thought that if she heard news of Pei Du with other women from others again, she would probably be furious and retort with sarcasm, even if she wasn't sad.

But in fact, now when she hears these things, she just finds them annoying.

Everyone thought that as long as "Pei Du" was mentioned, it would be natural and reasonable to see her angry and embarrassed.

In the past few years, Princess Zhaoming had been infatuated with Pei Du, and the impression that she had shamelessly lowered herself to pursue him had been deeply etched in everyone's minds.

No one would believe that she had given up on Pei Du.

Back then, she adored Pei Du, who was penniless and without any official position. Now that he has transformed into the highly sought-after Grand Secretary, how could Princess Zhaoming possibly give him up?

But she really didn't want it anymore.

The moon is bright and beautiful, but it can only be admired from afar and not touched; she cannot afford it.

"Are you finished?"

Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyes and looked calmly at the smug Qing Shan.

Behind Qing Shan, Xia Yurong bit her lip slightly, tears welling up in her eyes, as if she would burst into tears if she said just one more word.

“Sister, that’s not what Qingshan meant. Yurong knows that I am of lowly status and not worthy to be with Brother Pei…”

Jiang Jinshuang chuckled softly, her gaze sweeping over the two of them.

Not knowing what she was thinking, Xia Yurong lowered her eyes slightly, her eyelids twitching.

"Now that you've finished speaking, it's my turn to speak," Jiang Jinshuang said lazily, her tone indifferent. "Since Miss Xia and Lord Pei are mutually in love and their hearts are in sync, why not take advantage of this auspicious day to ask His Majesty for their marriage?"

Upon hearing this, all the women present were shocked.

Xia Yurong's eyes widened, a fleeting emotion passing through them. She quickly lowered her head and remained silent.

Qing Shan, standing to the side, angrily retorted, "Jiang Jinshuang, what nonsense are you spouting? Do you think everyone is as shameless and brazen as you?"

Jiang Jinshuang remained calm and composed, her voice low and husky, carrying a hint of nonchalance: "What Miss Qingshan said is true. I was indeed shameless and brazen back then."

"Now that I have learned my lesson, I think you two are right. You can't force a relationship to work."

Jiang Jinshuang lazily fiddled with her nails, propped her head up with her hand, and said with a half-smile, "Xia Yurong, do you like Pei Du that much?"

As if her thoughts had been exposed, Xia Yurong lowered her head even further, biting her lip slightly and twisting her handkerchief.

Although there was no answer, the answer was clear.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said, "Alright, since that's the case, I might as well tell Miss Xia some good news today."

After a pause, Jiang Jinshuang's smile widened, and she said in a gentle tone, "Lord Pei, I don't want it anymore, I'll give it to you."

These words abruptly silenced the previous whispers, and all was quiet.

By this time, quite a few of the female guests had arrived.

Clearly, all the women heard Jiang Jinshuang's words, their eyes widening in disbelief.

Xia Yurong stared wide-eyed at Jiang Jinshuang's words, her beautiful and innocent doe eyes momentarily lost in thought.

Qing Shan frowned, glanced at Jiang Jinshuang, then looked at Xia Yurong, and said nothing.

I do not know how long it has been.

Xia Yurong seemed to finally realize something. She bit her lip and carefully said, "Your Highness, Brother Pei is a living, breathing person. If you say that, aren't you treating him like some kind of object that can be given away at will?"

She frowned, her voice trembling slightly, but she spoke with righteous indignation: "Although Yu Rong's status is lowly and not comparable to Your Highness, I absolutely forbid you from speaking of Brother Pei like that..." Jiang Jinshuang smiled.

Xia Yurong really made him laugh.

She had always known that Xia Yurong was a good actress, but after seeing her today, she realized that it was not just good, it was simply superb and unparalleled!

Look at what this says.

—It turns out she was the licentious princess who treated other people's lovers as playthings, while she was the lover who resolutely rebelled against authority to protect the dignity of her beloved.

To be honest, if Jiang Jinshuang were an observer, she would have been truly moved by Xia Yurong's words.

Clearly, just as she had expected, the women around her looked at Xia Yurong with admiration!
For the sake of the Grand Secretary, she dared to defy Princess Zhaoming. What else could this be but true love?
Jiang Jinshuang curled her lips, then belatedly realized she felt a little disgusted.

She picked up a cup of tea beside her, took a sip, and suppressed the discomfort in her throat.

"Yes, I did treat Pei Du as my possession, but now, I no longer want that possession."

The smile on Jiang Jinshuang's face faded, and she regretted coming to the banquet so early.

"Xia Yurong, if you like it so much, go pick it up."

"I'm giving it to you."

After saying that, Jiang Jinshuang put down her teacup and stood up from her seat.

She decided to go out for some fresh air and come back when the banquet was about to start.

Being with her, Jiang Jinshuang worried that she would lose her temper and splash the hot tea in her hand onto her face.

She turned to leave, but the next second, Xia Yurong grabbed her wrist.

Jiang Jinshuang frowned and shook him off in disgust.

She didn't use much force, but Xia Yurong still gasped and took a few steps back.

Seeing this, Qing Shan couldn't hold back any longer. She stepped forward, pointed at Jiang Jinshuang, and shouted, "Jiang Jinshuang, what exactly do you want to do?!"

What does she want to do?
Wasn't it her who insisted on grabbing her hand?

Qing Shan frowned and quickly turned around to support Xia Yurong.

Xia Yurong's eyes were bloodshot, and tears finally rolled down her cheeks in large drops.

She bit her lip, and although she was petite, she looked up at Jiang Jinshuang with a serious and stubborn expression: "Your Highness, please apologize to the Grand Secretary."

Jiang Jinshuang raised an eyebrow slightly and sneered, "What?"

Xia Yurong wept, her face streaked with tears, yet she remained as resilient as a flower, stubbornly looking at her: "Your Highness has shown disrespect to the Grand Secretary, and Yurong cannot stand by and watch."

"The Grand Secretary is an upright man of noble status, and no one can slander or humiliate him."

“Even if you are a princess, Yu Rong is just a weak woman, but she still wants to fight for the Grand Secretary.”

"Your Highness, please retract your words and apologize to the Grand Secretary."

Jiang Jinshuang is so annoying.

She's always had a bad temper, both three years ago and now.

Jiang Jinshuang narrowed her eyes and walked step by step to Xia Yurong.

She lowered her head slightly and spoke slowly and deliberately: "I say, Pei Du used to be mine, but now, I don't want him anymore."

"Even if Pei Du were here, I would never take back what I said, let alone you."

Hello everyone!
I've always felt that writing author's notes while reading creates a sense of disconnect for readers, so I don't really like using them. However, since what I'm about to say is quite important to those of you who have read this far, I still want to let you know in advance.

Here's the thing: I might make some minor revisions to the earlier chapters, because I felt the Prime Minister's emotions were being expressed a bit too openly, which didn't quite fit my intended style. But don't worry, it's just minor revisions; there won't be any major plot changes, and the word count won't be reduced. So please don't worry!
Also, hahaha, because of platform limitations, I can't really see the backend data, so I don't know if everyone likes this story. If you find anything wrong or disagreeable, please leave a comment, and I'll see it~
Of course, if you like it, feel free to leave a comment. I'd be very happy to hear that!
As for the update frequency, barring any unforeseen circumstances, it will be two updates a day. If I need to take a break, I will let everyone know. This is the first time I've written a true crematorium story. I really like this story and have planted a subplot. I really hope to tell this story well and finish it.

Finally, I wish everyone happiness every day and that you live forever!!
P.S.: The minor revisions will be completed in the next couple of days. If you're interested, you can take a look back in a few days. It's okay if you don't; it won't affect the plot, it just makes the emotions and pacing smoother.
Completed. —November 29, 2024
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