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

Chapter 66 Pei Du in a Drunken State

"Tuk-tuk-"

The knocking on the door was slow and heavy, each knock clearly reaching Jiang Zeyi's ears.

The Prince of Changping paused in his movements, his brows furrowing.

Jiang Jinshuang withdrew her hand, chuckled softly, and continued to pretend to be drunk.

The Prince of Changping did not intend to pay attention to the knocking at the door.

Unfortunately, the man outside seemed determined; his knocking was neither hurried nor slow, but he showed no sign of stopping.

—It seems like the person inside has to respond.

The Prince of Changping's expression grew even more unpleasant.

“Your Highness, Princess Changping, is drunk and has not returned home. This is improper. It would be better if Your Highness did not protect the princess.”

They saved face for everyone.

They simply said that Princess Zhaoming was drunk and confused, and went to the wrong residence. Prince Changping was just being tolerant of the princess's mischief.

The Prince of Changping frowned, his face grave, staring intently at the drunken Jiang Jinshuang.

"If His Highness Prince Changping insists on indulging the princess, I can only report the truth to His Majesty."

It's already a threat.

Finally, the Prince of Changping closed his eyes slightly, suppressing the cold, murderous intent within them.

He straightened up slightly, took a deep breath, and then walked towards the door.

The door opens.

The Prince of Changping's face had already softened into a gentle smile: "Prime Minister, Shuang'er is still young, and it's normal for her to be a little mischievous. Why make such a fuss?"

Outside the door, Pei Du stood in a light blue robe, with dark hair and black eyes, and a hint of red at the corners of his eyes.

But she still spoke clearly and articulated her words: "Do not do evil even if it is small. Even though Your Highness is young, you should understand the principles."

As he spoke, Pei Du didn't give the Prince of Changping another glance.

He bypassed Jiang Zeyi and went into his residence.

He smelled of alcohol, mixed with his own sandalwood scent, which wasn't too unpleasant.

Upon seeing the girl leaning against the bed, Pei Du pursed his lips and frowned slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Pei Du took a few steps forward, picked up Jiang Jinshuang, and carried her out.

Before leaving, Pei Du looked at Jiang Zeyi coldly: "His Highness Prince Changping probably doesn't want others to know about tonight's events, so let's keep it quiet."

With that, Pei Du bowed slightly and turned to leave.

Jiang Jinshuang's room was next to Changping Wang's. Pei Du carried Jiang Jinshuang and stepped over the threshold to enter.

After closing the door, Jiang Jinshuang opened her eyes and broke free from Pei Du's embrace.

After being shoved in the chest by Jiang Jinshuang, Pei Du's thin lips pressed into a line, and he took two steps back with an unsteady gait.

He only regained his balance when his back hit the door.

Seeing this, Jiang Jinshuang raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a leisurely air.

Although Pei Du had a cold, aloof, and noble appearance, and a dignified and upright posture, his eyes flickered a few times, and his legs seemed to have lost some strength.

Is he... drunk?

Jiang Jinshuang narrowed her eyes uncertainly.

As far as I can remember, Pei Du rarely drank alcohol, and even less often got drunk.

Just like at the last banquet in Yichun, Jiang Jinshuang forced him to drink a cup of Songfengyin, which was actually the limit of his alcohol tolerance.

Today, it's clear that the Prince of Changping is determined to get her drunk.

Even if he couldn't find out the whereabouts of the tiger tally while she was drunk, he could still use the charge of "having an affair" with her as a threat to force her to obey him.

Jiang Zemin's methods are extremely dirty.

With her thoughts returning to normal, Jiang Jinshuang looked at Pei Du in front of her again.

He had just been shoved against the doorframe, but only for a moment before he stood still again, tall and graceful like a pine or bamboo, with an upright posture.

It was as if her feeling of not being able to stand properly just now was her imagination.

Jiang Jinshuang chuckled lightly, a hint of wickedness in her eyes.

"Pei Du," she called out to him.

Pei Du had been standing quietly with his eyes down.

When he heard Jiang Jinshuang call him, his gaze fell on her.

His clear and indifferent eyebrows and eyes were as usual, but if you looked closely, you could notice a hint of dullness in his eyes.

"I'm here."

Answer in a very formal and methodical manner.

Yo.

Inferior thoughts gradually arise.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled, crossed her arms, took a few steps forward, and stood half a step away from Pei Du.

"you're drunk?"

Her beautiful, thin lips were slightly pursed, and her elegant eyebrows were also slightly lowered.

"Feel sorry."

Why apologize to her for no reason?
Jiang Jinshuang raised an eyebrow, looking puzzled. Pei Du simply took two steps back respectfully before looking at her: "If I stay away from you, I won't smell of alcohol."

His pronunciation was clear, but somewhat slow.

Jiang Jinshuang raised her chin, realizing what was happening.

Pei Du knew that she was a little bit of a germaphobe.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang tilted her head slightly and took another step toward him.

Upon seeing this, Pei Du retreated again.

You advance, I retreat.

Jiang Jinshuang's final step pinned Pei Du against the doorframe once again.

There is no way to retreat.

A moment of helplessness flashed in Pei Du's eyes.

He glanced down at his side; there was no way out.

He could only lower his eyes and look at Jiang Jinshuang again.

Are you going to kick me out?

For some reason, he asked her that.

His tone even carried a hint of bewilderment and confusion.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled in a good mood: "This is my residence. Shouldn't the Grand Secretary be leaving?"

Pei Du seemed to take a moment to understand the sentence.

He stared intently at Jiang Jinshuang, enunciating each word clearly: "May I wait until His Highness Prince Changping is sound asleep before I leave?"

Jiang Jinshuang was somewhat surprised: "Are you afraid he'll come looking for me again?"

He nodded seriously.

Jiang Jinshuang crossed her arms, a half-smile on her face: "Pei Du, are you really drunk or just pretending?"

How come your logic is so clear?

Pei Du frowned slightly and answered seriously, "I drank sixteen cups of wine, so I should be truly drunk."

"Didn't I get hangover pills? Didn't you take them yourself?"

Speaking of this, Pei Du thought carefully for a moment and replied, "I only brought one."

Jiang Jinshuang: "..."

Not very smart.

Jiang Jinshuang has an excellent alcohol tolerance; even without taking the hangover pill Pei Du gave her, she wouldn't get drunk.

Back in Baiyujing, the wine she drank was much stronger than what she's drinking tonight.

Who knew he only prepared one, making it seem like she owed him something.

Thinking about this, Jiang Jinshuang became a little unhappy again.

—She didn't ask him for favors.

It was as if she would be a burden to him.

opinionated.

Her expression turned slightly cold. She took a few steps back and sat down at the tea table in the outer room.

The fragrance of the flowers in front of me suddenly dissipated.

Pei Du slightly raised his eyes, his gaze following her.

Seeing her displeased expression.

He straightened his back slightly and looked at her again: "Jiang Jinshuang".

So, when she's drunk, she dares to be disrespectful to her superiors by calling her that?

Jiang Jinshuang's expression darkened further, and she glared at him coldly: "What?"

The man's eyes became more red, but he still spoke seriously and solemnly: "I'm far away from you, so I won't smell of alcohol on you."

Why are you saying these things for no reason again?
Jiang Jinshuang frowned slightly: "I know."

"Then why are you still angry with me?"

The man's voice was not the sticky, indistinct sound that usually comes with drunkenness; instead, it was clear, cool, and reserved, with a gentle warmth emanating from its jade-like quality.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang chuckled lightly: "Pei Du, how come I didn't know you talked so much when you were drunk?"

Upon hearing this, the man lowered his gaze slightly and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Jinshuang: "..."

I'm so angry.

Why is it always like this?
Why is he always able to portray himself as a helpless victim?

It was as if she had always been the one looking down on people and being aggressive.

In the past, when she upset him, she would try every means to make him happy and calm him down.

But now that they're clearly no longer connected, why is he still acting like a victim?
She doesn't owe him anything.

—She doesn't know how to coax him.

(End of this chapter)