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

Chapter 51 I'm waiting for you.

Jiang Biechen glanced at Jiang Jinshuang.

"Alright, tell the Empress Dowager that I will go immediately."

Jiang Jinshuang's relationship with the Empress Dowager was never good, and even the nanny around the Empress Dowager never gave her a kind look.

The current situation is actually the Empress Dowager driving people away.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said, "In that case, there's no need for Your Majesty to see me off. I can leave the palace on my own."

Jiang Biechen glanced at Jiang Jinshuang and nodded: "Okay."

After saying that, Jiang Biechen left with the old woman.

Watching Jiang Biechen's departing figure, Jiang Jinshuang's eyes flashed with emotion.

In truth, Jiang Jinshuang knew from a young age that both the Empress Dowager and her father loved Jiang Biechen more.

Even though her father was very indulgent towards her when she was young, and very strict with Jiang Biechen, Jiang Jinshuang knew that it was only to help him become a better monarch in the future.

The position of Crown Prince has always belonged to Jiang Biechen, and no one has questioned it.

"Boom -" a sound.

It was still raining.

Jiang Jinshuang looked at the not-too-heavy rain, shrank her neck, and pulled her cloak tighter around her.

Without hesitation, she plunged into the rain and headed out of the palace.
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Royal study room.

"Take this marriage proposal back to the Xia family." Jiang Huayan handed the memorial, which he had already reviewed, to Eunuch Kang, who was serving him.

The memorial was not closed, so Eunuch Kang naturally saw the contents of His Majesty's red-inked comments.

As Jiang Jinshuang said, the memorial stated that Princess Zhaoming threatened to kill herself and forbade Pei Du from marrying her. If forced, it might cause trouble, so the matter would be discussed later.

With just a few concise words, he absolved Jiang Jinshuang of all responsibility and placed Jiang Jinshuang in the eye of the storm.

Having served Jiang Huayan for so many years, Eunuch Kang immediately understood his thoughts.

After receiving the memorial, Eunuch Kang respectfully said, "This old servant will have someone deliver it to the Xia residence immediately."

Jiang Huayan responded with a blank expression.

He lowered his head slightly, still reviewing the memorials, but seemed a little lost in thought: "Zhaoming, she's too clever."

Although it was a compliment, the tone sounded as cold as ice.

Eunuch Kang lowered his head: "Princess Zhaoming grew up by His Majesty's side since she was a child. She is naturally much more intelligent because of what she sees and hears."

He understood His Majesty's meaning: in the inner palace, it was not a good thing for women to be too clever.

Jiang Huayan didn't say anything more and continued to review the memorials.
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The rain is getting heavier.

Jiang Jinshuang draped the fox fur over her head, and now it was damp and clung to her body, making her feel uncomfortable.

As soon as she stepped out of the palace gate, Jiang Jinshuang stood under the eaves of the palace wall and couldn't help but shiver.

The wound has started to itch again.

Jiang Jinshuang wanted to scratch, but she was worried that Yan Jue would be angry if he found out when she got back, so she forced herself to hold back.

With her head down, Jiang Jinshuang checked her half-wet fox fur coat.

—If she went back in this rain, she would probably be soaked to the bone before she even reached the princess's residence.

When she came out of the palace, there were actually quite a few eunuchs and maids carrying umbrellas, but when they saw her, they all hurriedly left like cats seeing mice.

The itch in my chest, combined with the damp, rainy weather, brought on a bit of irritability.

Jiang Jinshuang was bending down to straighten the fox fur coat when, in the next second, most of the umbrella was suspended above her head.

The rain suddenly stopped beneath her feet.

Rain splashed on the bluestone ground, stirring up layers of water mist.

Jiang Jinshuang smelled the familiar sandalwood scent.

When she looked down, she saw the man's shoes, which were completely free of mud, and the dry blue hem of his shirt.

It seems like he's always there when she's in a bad mood.

He still maintains an image of an immaculate savior.

annoyed.

Jiang Jinshuang frowned and subconsciously took a step back, her back pressed against the palace wall.

The umbrella was tilted to her head, almost the entire umbrella was tilted over her head.

Finally, without the bamboo umbrella to shield him, the man's clothes got wet from the rain.

Jiang Jinshuang looked at the newcomer and raised an eyebrow at him with a smug and provocative expression.

Pei Du did not move.

He maintained a half-step distance from Jiang Jinshuang throughout, merely extending his hand slightly to tilt the entire umbrella over her. Raindrops fell onto his jade crown, then rolled down the pendant like sparkling pearls.

"Is the Grand Secretary here to see His Majesty?"

The rain wasn't loud, but Jiang Jinshuang raised her voice a few notches and asked him with a smile.

Pei Du's expression remained unchanged, his voice calm: "I'm waiting for you."

Jiang Jinshuang looked Pei Du up and down.

Oh, I see.

Is he afraid that if she is refused an audience with His Majesty again, she will cry and make a scene?

"Your Excellency, rest assured, I have seen my father today and will not hold a grudge against you."

Raindrops also fell on Pei Du's long eyelashes.

He ignored Jiang Jinshuang's sarcastic remarks and simply said, "The carriage is waiting over there."

Through the rain and mist, Jiang Jinshuang saw the Wenshan Pavilion carriage parked not far away.

Without hesitation, she strode toward the carriage.

She's not stupid. Does she really want to walk back in the rain, or wait for the rain to stop with her clothes wet?

Beside the carriage, Jingmo was waiting.

Upon seeing Jiang Jinshuang, Jingmo bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, Your Highness."

Jiang Jinshuang nodded, lifted the carriage curtain, and went inside.

As soon as Jiang Jinshuang entered the carriage, she was enveloped in a warm feeling.

The carriage was very spacious, and a stove was burning in the center, with strong flames shooting out, making it exceptionally warm.

Jiang Jinshuang's cloak was half-wet, but the dress underneath was relatively dry.

When Pei Du walked in, Jiang Jinshuang was warming herself by the stove.

She casually tossed the cloak onto the ground to avoid getting his seat wet.

Seeing this, Pei Du picked up the cloak from the ground, straightened it carefully, and placed it beside him.

He didn't speak, but simply knocked on the carriage.

Jingmo, who was outside the carriage, understood and drove the carriage out of the palace.

Water is heating on the stove.

Pei Du took two teacups from the coffee table beside him, then used wooden tongs to pinch some tea leaves, and quietly waited for the water to boil.

Jiang Jinshuang brought her hands close to the stove and looked up at the man sitting directly opposite her.

—It really is beautiful.

No wonder she did so many outrageous things for that face back then.

Pei Du didn't look at her, but stared at the teapot on the stove, remaining silent.

"Pei Du."

It was Jiang Jinshuang who spoke first.

The man's long eyelashes fluttered a few times.

Actually, his hair was a little wet, and his robes were also soaked with rainwater.

However, the rain did not make him look bad.

"Hmm," he responded faintly, still looking at the teapot.

Self-discipline and adherence to propriety, with the bearing of a crane and the posture of a pine tree.

He was a pillar of the government, turning the tide, and the dream lover of countless young women in Beijing.

Jiang Jinshuang rested her chin on her hand and clicked her tongue: "It's boring."

Pei Du reached for the boiling teapot.

However, he was scalded by the pot.

After slightly withdrawing his hand, he belatedly grabbed a handkerchief from the side and picked up the kettle.

As the tea water steeped over the fragrant tea leaves, the bluish-red tea liquor slowly spread out from the water.

She saw the man move his throat.

He lowered his head and after a long pause said, "The capital?"

Jiang Jinshuang calmly said, "You."

(End of this chapter)