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

Chapter 65 Completely Insensitive to Chivalry
They were all chatting and laughing.

Interspersed with occasional laughter, curses, and teasing from men, Jiang Jinshuang instantly understood.

Changping King Jiang Zeyi was a womanizer.

As for how lecherous he is?

—He kept twenty-eight concubines on his fief, the youngest of whom was even a few years younger than Jiang Jinshuang.

Although Pei Du was dull and rigid, he wasn't so stupid as to not understand this.

He frowned slightly, stood upright in the center of the building, his face cold and stern.

The attendant beside the Prince of Changping came downstairs, his hand on the hilt of his sword, and bowed to the two of them rather disrespectfully.

"Greetings, Princess Zhaoming; greetings, Grand Secretary."

Jiang Jinshuang chuckled, "Uncle Wang, you have quite the refined taste, in broad daylight."

Upon hearing this, the attendant simply smiled and said, "Your Highness and the lord, please wait a moment while I go and inform him."

Jiang Jinshuang nodded, and the attendant slowly walked upstairs.

Before long, the laughter of the women upstairs changed.

Jiang Jinshuang chuckled, knowing that the Prince of Changping was up to something.

Sitting on the wooden stool next to her, Jiang Jinshuang pulled the melon seeds on the table to her side and cracked them open while listening.

That soft, sweet laughter soon turned into incoherent pleas for mercy.

Her expression was a mix of crying and laughing, incredibly alluring.

Jiang Jinshuang cracked sunflower seeds and shook her head, commenting, "Impatient, and doesn't know how to cherish women at all."

She spoke softly, but somehow it reached Pei Du's ears.

The man had been standing straight and still to one side, his posture upright and his waistline graceful.

Upon hearing Jiang Jinshuang's words, Pei Du frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Jinshuang, who was eating melon seeds.

Noticing Pei Du's gaze, Jiang Jinshuang blinked: "Why are you looking at me? I didn't say anything wrong."

After a pause, as if remembering something, Jiang Jinshuang looked Pei Du up and down.

He then casually looked away, saying indifferently, "The Grand Secretary is not as good as him."

Pei Du: "..."

The pleas for mercy turned into a soft sob, as if someone was being choked, resisting yet welcoming.

Another half incense stick's time passed, and Jiang Jinshuang's lips were getting numb. The sounds from upstairs finally faded away.

She glanced at Pei Du beside her without making a sound.

She never expected that someone would actually stand so tall and dignified, listening to the gossip of others.

Less than fifteen minutes later.

The door upstairs finally opened slowly, and Changping King Jiang Zeyi, dressed in a four-clawed dragon robe, walked down the stairs looking refreshed.

Seeing Jiang Zeyi's energetic appearance, Jiang Jinshuang glanced at Pei Du again.

He said meaningfully, "Uncle Prince Changping does seem to be much more capable than the Grand Secretary."

Pei Du frowned slightly and remained silent, pursing his lips.

It wasn't until the Prince of Changping walked down the stairs and looked at the two of them with a smile that he said, "Shuang'er, it's been many years since we, uncle and nephew, have lasted!"

Jiang Jinshuang curtsied and smiled, "Uncle Wang, it's been a long time."

As he spoke, the Prince of Changping looked at Pei Du standing to the side.

The Prince of Changping only learned this morning that Pei Du was accompanying the welcoming party.

His complexion wasn't great, but he still managed a smile: "I've long heard that the current Grand Secretary is of noble character and young and promising, and now that I've seen him, I can confirm that he truly lives up to his reputation!"

Pei Du bowed and greeted His Highness Prince Changping: "Greetings."

The Prince of Changping laughed loudly: "I'm in a good mood today, so I've had some of the finest wine and drinks prepared. Shuang'er and the Grand Secretary, please don't refuse!"

Since we're here, we'll naturally have to hold a trap.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and nodded: "Then thank you very much, Uncle Wang."

Seeing Jiang Jinshuang agree, Pei Du also bowed slightly: "Thank you for your trouble, Your Highness."

sunset.

The Prince of Changping has no plans to travel today.

The inn has many rooms. Jiang Jinshuang's room is next to Pei Du's, and the room next to Jiang Jinshuang's on the other side is the residence of the Prince of Changping.

Dinner was arranged downstairs.

The Prince of Changping's entourage brought over several jars of fine wine and placed them on the table.

"Come, come, I'm so happy to see Shuang'er today, let's drink until we're drunk!"

As he spoke, the attendant filled the three men's cups with wine and stood quietly to one side.

Jiang Jinshuang only took a sip of the wine.

Wow. That's pretty intense.

Jiang Jinshuang chuckled and drank the wine in her cup in one gulp.

The Prince of Changping glanced at Jiang Jinshuang without changing his expression, his smile deepening: "It's been many years, and Shuang'er's alcohol tolerance has improved. Come, come, have another drink!"

The drink contained no medicine other than being extremely strong.

—Is he planning to get her drunk?

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and drank her second cup of wine.

The attendant refilled her glass.

The Prince of Changping smiled and was about to pour her a third cup.

"Your Highness Prince Changping."

Beside him, Pei Du lightly clinked his wine cup against Jiang Zeyi's, his tone cold: "Your Highness has had a long and arduous journey to the capital. Your humble servant offers you a toast."

Upon hearing this, the Prince of Changping sneered, nodded, and downed the cup of wine in one gulp.

Pei Du sat next to Jiang Jinshuang.

Therefore, when Jiang Jinshuang felt a cool touch, she knew it was Pei Du's finger bone.

She lowered her eyes slightly and saw Pei Du secretly place a pill into her palm.

—It's a hangover cure.

Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows slightly.

The man beside her calmly drank his glass of wine without looking in her direction.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and took the opportunity to swallow the pill while eating her food.

There were four or five jars of wine on the dining table.

Prince Changping offered Jiang Jinshuang more than a dozen cups of wine, but Pei Du refused most of them.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Jiang Jinshuang rubbed her head and said in a muffled tone, "Uncle Wang, this wine has quite a strong aftereffect."

The Prince of Changping smiled and said coldly to his attendant beside him, "Why aren't you helping the princess back to rest?"

"Yes."

As he spoke, the attendant helped Jiang Jinshuang up and prepared to take her upstairs.

“Your Highness, there’s no need for that,” Pei Du said slowly as he rose. His eyes were slightly red, but his words were still clear. “Your Highness, this humble subject will take you upstairs.”

Upon hearing this, the Prince of Changping smiled and waved his hand, then helped Pei Du sit down by the shoulder: "Prime Minister, I still have something to say to you, don't be in such a hurry to leave."

Before they could finish speaking, Jiang Jinshuang was taken upstairs by the attendant.

Jiang Jinshuang pretended to be unsteady on her feet and slumped drunkenly against her attendant.

The attendant pushed open the door and led her inside.

Jiang Jinshuang squinted and observed for a moment: it was the residence of the Prince of Changping.

She sneered inwardly.

—Unscrupulous methods.

After the attendant placed her on the bed, he quietly left.

Not long after, Jiang Jinshuang heard the sound of the door being pushed open again.

Changping Wang Jiangze walked slowly to the bedside.

Jiang Jinshuang leaned against the bed frame, seemingly drunk, her cheeks flushed: "Uncle... what are you doing here?"

The Prince of Changping laughed and said, "Shuang'er got drunk and mistakenly entered your room."

Jiang Jinshuang frowned, seemingly understanding but not quite: "Then Shuang'er will leave now..."

As she spoke, she swayed as she got up, but before she could take a few steps, she collapsed back onto the bed.

The Prince of Changping smiled even more: "Shuang'er, are you drunk? How about I ask you a question?"

Jiang Jinshuang suppressed her smile and nodded slowly: "Uncle Wang, please ask. Shuang'er will answer to the best of her knowledge."

The Prince of Changping narrowed his eyes, a murderous intent suddenly appearing beneath his smile: "Where did Shuang'er put the tiger tally?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang frowned and shook her head: "Tiger Tally... what is that? Shuang'er has never seen it before."

Upon hearing this, the Prince of Changping sneered, "Since Shuang'er refuses to speak, then don't blame your uncle for being impolite."

As he spoke, the Prince of Changping stepped forward and reached out to hook Jiang Jinshuang's belt.

"When Shuang'er wakes up tomorrow, if you want Uncle Wang to help you cover this up, you'd better behave yourself..."

If the imperial family found out about this affair between the woman and her uncle, she would be sentenced to death.

As he spoke, the figure of the Prince of Changping approached Jiang Jinshuang.

Jiang Jinshuang was pondering whether to knock the person unconscious when she heard a knock on the door.

"Your Highness Prince Changping, it seems the Princess has entered the wrong room. I wonder if she has disturbed you?"