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

Chapter 48 Your Highness is very beautiful.

The inkstone's aura hadn't completely dissipated, and its explanation was exceptionally concise.

“His attendants came to bring you food, but I stopped them.”

After a moment's thought, Jiang Jinshuang realized: "Pei Du?"

Yan Jue remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Jiang Jinshuang frowned and looked down at her wound.

Her sword struck Jiang Jinshuang in the chest; if the assassin's blade had deviated by just three inches, Jiang Jinshuang would have been beyond saving.

When making deals with Weisheng Pavilion, Jiang Jinshuang needed absolute secrecy, so she didn't care if things went too far.

Fortunately, Jiang Jinshuang had sent Yan Jue away before the assassin carried out the attack. If Yan Jue had been there, she would have definitely torn the assassin to pieces!
Bleeding started seeping from the wound again.

Jiang Jinshuang said in a low voice, "Let's have Si Ning fetch the imperial physician first."

"Ah."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jue didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

Before long, Si Ning entered with the imperial physician.

Without saying anything, he first asked the doctor to change his dressing.

When the doctor came out of the inner room, he cupped his hands in greeting to Si Ning: "Your Highness's injuries have been brought under control. As long as you take your medicine and change your dressings on time, there will be no major problems."

Si Ning nodded slightly, glanced at the figure in the inner room, and said softly, "Will it leave a scar?"

"Huh?" The doctor who treated her was stunned for a moment before realizing what was happening.

"Such a deep wound will naturally leave some shallow scars."

Si Ning pursed her lips slightly, and her beautiful brows furrowed slightly.

Seeing this, the doctor pondered for a moment and said, "I have heard of a kind of ointment called 'Bone-Growing Ointment,' which can regenerate dead flesh, reconnect necrotic bones, and restore the body to its original state."

"If you, young master, could find this for His Highness to apply, there would be no scars whatsoever."

However, this bone-regenerating ointment is extremely precious, and even wealthy families may not be able to find it. It's not worth going to great lengths to find an ointment for a small scar.

Moreover, this bone-regenerating ointment sounds mysterious, but it can only remove scars and has no other medicinal effects.

Ordinary people would naturally not consider it.

Upon hearing this, Si Ning's eyes brightened, and he smiled gently: "I happened to bring a few bottles with me when I came to the capital, so I'll have to trouble you, Doctor."

The doctor's eyes widened: How many bottles?!

This precious ointment, so rare and valuable, is something this young master seems to possess "several bottles" without a second thought!

The doctor bowed respectfully in apprehension, gave a few more instructions, and then left under Qianyao's guidance.

Once everyone left, only the two of them remained in the vast bedroom.

Jiang Jinshuang looked at the dark medicine in her hand with a troubled expression, and said to Si Ning in the outer room, "It's just a scar, there's no need to make a fuss."

She has several wounds like this on her body, so one more won't make a difference.

Upon hearing this, Si Ning looked at the figure under the curtain and frowned in disapproval: "Since it can be removed, it would be best to restore it to its original state."

After a pause, Si Ning sighed, "Besides, Your Highness is a woman after all, and what woman doesn't love beauty?"

When he was young, even the maids in the mansion would always gather in groups of three or five to discuss the latest makeup and jewelry trends.

Your Highness is still so young; what woman doesn't love beauty?

Jiang Jinshuang was stunned for a moment, seemingly somewhat surprised.

“It seems like very few people say these things to me.”

Upon hearing this, Si Ning realized he had said something wrong, and he opened his mouth as if to make amends.

The next second, Jiang Jinshuang laughed and said, "Perhaps it's because I'm naturally beautiful; even without makeup, I'm as gorgeous as a fairy~"

The words to make amends remained unspoken.

Si Ning paused for a moment, then smiled indulgently: "Yes, Your Highness is very beautiful."

The candlelight in the inner room flickered twice with the movement of the light gauze curtains.

Si Ning belatedly realized, "Oh, right, Your Highness, Wenshan Pavilion sent someone to deliver something to you."

"What?" Si Ning opened the food box, and before she could even see the food inside, she saw steam rising from it.

Jiang Jinshuang couldn't see him because they were too far apart, so she asked him, "What is that?"

Si Ning looked into the food box, and was slightly taken aback when she saw what was inside.

"It's... shredded pork noodles."

It was served in a beautiful porcelain bowl, and it must have been made recently. The noodles were distinct and not clumped together at all.

The porcelain bowl was secured with a wooden frame on all four sides, and despite Qianyao and Jingmo's shoving just now, not a drop of soup in the bowl was spilled.

Jiang Jinshuang was momentarily lost in thought.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered that a long time ago, Pei Du would always bring her a bowl of shredded pork noodles.

The people of the capital did not dislike Pei Du, so no matter when he went to that noodle shop, he could always get the freshest noodles.

Jiang Jinshuang is no good.

When she couldn't get her food, she would always throw a tantrum at Pei Du.

Pei Du didn't like her, so naturally he wouldn't indulge her.

Therefore, whenever she threw a tantrum and said she wanted to eat freshly made shredded pork noodles, Pei Du would always say calmly, "If Your Highness doesn't want to eat, then I'll give it to the servants on duty tonight."

Then, Jiang Jinshuang would obediently shut up.

—He always seemed to be able to threaten her.

Si Ning turned around and looked towards the inner room: "Would Your Highness like to try some?"

Jiang Jinshuang snapped out of her reverie at Si Ning's question.

She smiled nonchalantly: "No need, give it to the servants on duty tonight."

—She didn't actually like that shredded pork noodle soup that much.

Si Ning understood and smiled gently, "Alright, then I'll have the kitchen prepare dinner."

"it is good."
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For several days in a row, a heavy spring rain fell on Chang'an City.

The clouds are hazy and it rains occasionally.

News of Princess Zhaoming's critical illness and subsequent recovery spread once again, causing the people to sigh with regret.

The news naturally reached the palace as well.

Early this morning, Jiang Jinshuang received a summons from the palace, saying that His Majesty, mindful of her injuries, invited her to the palace for a chat.

It was Eunuch Kang, who was by His Majesty's side, who personally delivered the imperial edict.

After hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang simply covered her chest with one hand, coughed lightly twice, and said weakly, "Please forgive me, Eunuch Kang, but please tell Father that I am still recovering from a serious illness and that going to see the Emperor in this state would likely alarm His Majesty."

"Let's wait a few more days until I feel better before going."

Jiang Jinshuang is vengeful and holds grudges.

Even the reason given for refusing to meet was comparable to that of the Heavenly Emperor.

Eunuch Kang clearly understood as well. His eyes widened, and he pointed at Jiang Jinshuang with a delicate, orchid-like finger: "Your Highness—"

But after using the honorific "you" for a long time, he still couldn't get anything out of the box.

After a long pause, Eunuch Kang snorted coldly and flicked the whisk in his hand: "In that case, I will report the truth to you."

Jiang Jinshuang smiled slightly and nodded slightly to Eunuch Kang.

After delivering the message, Eunuch Ke Kang did not leave.

The princess's courtyard was soaked by the rain, and the peach petals all around disappeared into the mud with the help of the rain.

The rainwater was filled with the fresh scent of earth.

Grandpa Kang watched Jiang Jinshuang grow up.

How much pity did they actually feel?

With a sigh, Eunuch Kang softened his tone: "Your Highness, why don't you apologize to His Majesty?"

(End of this chapter)