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

Chapter 67 Sharing a Bed?

A fire ignited in Jiang Jinshuang's heart.

But getting angry with a drunk person would make her seem petty!

But then I thought about it——

She wasn't very magnanimous to begin with!

Thinking this, Jiang Jinshuang squinted and called him again, "Pei Du."

The two were about seven or eight steps apart.

Pei Du's gaze remained fixed on her: "I'm here."

Jiang Jinshuang rested her chin on her hand and chuckled softly, "I hate you."

It was like a childish yet direct act of revenge.

Jiang Jinshuang felt that she was quite magnanimous towards drunk people.

But to her surprise, as soon as she said those words, Pei Du's gaze darkened.

He frowned as he looked at her, a hint of stubbornness in his eyes.

“Jiang Jinshuang,” he said, his tone slightly cold, mimicking her speaking speed, “you’re talking nonsense.”

Even when drunk, he seemed to believe that Jiang Jinshuang was truly no longer interested in him.

Jiang Jinshuang frowned in displeasure upon seeing this.

How passionate was her pursuit of Pei Du back then?
So much so that now, even when she says "I hate him" three times in a row, he doesn't believe her.

He was convinced she would persist.

Just like three years ago, they relentlessly pursued her, shamelessly clinging to her.

He refused to believe that she had "repented" and "suddenly changed her ways."

There's no reasoning with a drunk person.

Jiang Jinshuang took a deep breath, poured herself a cup of tea, and drank it all.

Throughout the entire process, Pei Du simply stood quietly by the door, his posture upright and his figure elegant.

The tea has gotten a little cold.

Jiang Jinshuang got up and walked towards the inner room.

Seeing her lift her foot to leave, Pei Du stepped forward to follow.

Hearing the noise, Jiang Jinshuang stopped and turned to look at him: "What does Lord Pei want to do?"

Pei Du replied earnestly, "I'll follow you."

Jiang Jinshuang laughed in exasperation: "Prime Minister, I'm going to sleep. Are you going to come with me?"

As she spoke, Jiang Jinshuang gave Pei Du a meaningful look from head to toe and then let out a soft scoff.

"Lord Pei, you have ulterior motives."

Upon hearing this, Pei Du remained calm and composed, explaining, "Then I'll stay here and keep watch."

Jiang Jinshuang took a deep breath and said coldly, "Pei Du, I can protect myself and will not be a burden to you. You don't need to do this."

“I know you are capable of protecting yourself,” Pei Du said softly, “I am just taking precautions.”

They're all drunk, yet they're still so cautious.

"up to you."

Jiang Jinshuang was too lazy to talk to him anymore, so she lifted the curtain and went into the inner room.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Jinshuang was naturally not sleepy.

The fact that the Prince of Changping compromised so easily today seems completely out of character for him.

—It seems I need to be more careful tomorrow.

Calculating the journey, if they travel a little faster, they should be able to return to the capital before sunset tomorrow.

I wonder how Si Ning's heart condition is.

Jiang Jinshuang was worried because the spies she sent out hadn't found any news about the military doctor.

—I hope nothing bad has happened to that doctor.
But when Jiang Jinshuang thought about his skills, she felt relieved.

That doctor's skills are such that she could hold her own against him for a couple of moves; she certainly wouldn't have any problem protecting herself.

Lost in thought, Jiang Jinshuang suddenly realized a question.

"Pei Du." Jiang Jinshuang called to him through the curtain.

"Hmm." Pei Du sat down in the seat she had just been sitting in, with his hands on his lap, his posture was extremely upright.

"If you stay in my room the whole time, and other people see this and spread the word, how will I ever be able to get married again?"

Pei Du seemed to automatically ignore her last sentence and explained softly, "I let Jingmo sleep in my room."

Oh, so that means nobody knows he's in her room?

With a light laugh, Jiang Jinshuang's voice was ambiguous: "Lord Pei, aren't you afraid that I'll unleash my beastly nature and devour you while you're alone in a room with someone like me?"

Pei Du used to seem very resistant to being with her.

At first it was alright, but later whenever she entered his study, he would wrap himself up like a dumpling, as if he was afraid that she might not be able to resist "molesting" him!
Old-fashioned.

Pedantic!

Inflexible and outdated!
Now that she's lost interest in him, does he dare to be alone with her in a room?

Outside the curtain, the man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with a graceful figure.

The clear, melodious shadow was cast upon the light gauze curtains, spotless, like that of an immortal.

He didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Jinshuang frowned, wondering if he hadn't heard her clearly.

The candlelight in the room flickered a few times.

The figure on the curtain swayed slightly. "Tonight, not."

He spoke carefully, as if he had been thinking for a long time before giving his response.

Jiang Jinshuang didn't react.

She blinked, trying to understand Pei Du's words.

He immediately realized what was happening and almost laughed in anger.

—No, he really dares to think that way!?
“Pei—”

Just as Jiang Jinshuang was about to make a few more sarcastic remarks to him, she heard a sound coming from outside the door.

It was the attendants of the Prince of Changping who returned.

Jiang Jinshuang noticed this when Pei Du led him out of the Prince of Changping's room; his attendant seemed to be missing.

Where did you go? Why are you back now?

Jiang Jinshuang quickly found the answer to this question.

Because shortly afterward, the voice of the attendant came out of the door, mixed with the giggles of a few women.

Oh, it seems he's gone to find some entertainment for his master.

Jiang Jinshuang has excellent hearing; she can hear the conversation in the next room even through the wall.

After the attendants brought the women to the palace, they were stopped by the Prince of Changping.

"Go check on her next door, make sure she doesn't cause any trouble."

"Yes."

Immediately afterwards, the door to the next room closed, and all that could be heard were the woman's giggles and complaints.

Jiang Jinshuang suddenly glanced at Pei Du outside the curtain.

She jumped up from the bed, strode to the outer room, grabbed Pei Du's sleeve, and pulled him onto the bed!

The moment Pei Du touched the warm bedding, he felt as if his back had been scalded by lava, and he hurriedly tried to get out of bed.

"Don't move, don't make a sound!" Jiang Jinshuang coldly stopped them.

She covered Pei Du with the blanket, her voice cold and somber: "Someone's here."

Before the words were finished, there was a knock on the door: "Your Highness, are you asleep?"

Jiang Jinshuang narrowed her eyes but did not respond.

Beneath her, she covered Pei Du with the blankets, the crisp sandalwood scent masking the smell of alcohol and filling her nostrils.

Pei Du was very drunk; the corners of his eyes were bloodshot, and the crimson color extended all the way to the tips of his ears.

He didn't say a word, but simply looked up at her.

Close at hand.

The knocking didn't stop.

"Your Highness, are you asleep?"

Jiang Jinshuang closed her eyes slightly, lowered her voice, and sounded a little dazed: "Who is it? My head hurts a little, I've already gone to sleep."

But the person outside did not leave: "Your Highness, please forgive us. Our Highness is worried about your safety. It would be best if you opened the door and saw us."

Jiang Jinshuang's eyes darted around.

If the Prince of Changping finds out that she spent time in the same room with Pei Du, who knows what kind of slander and framing he will make against her in front of the Emperor when she returns to the capital tomorrow.

She took a deep breath: "I've already gone to sleep."

Outside.

The attendant placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, his tone turning colder: "Your Highness, please forgive me and open the door."

There was no sound coming from inside the room.

Seeing this, the attendant gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, the cold light of the blade reflecting off the snow.

"Princess, Your Highness—"

The next second, the door opened.

Princess Zhaoming's clothes were somewhat disheveled, her eyes were still sleepy, and her face was flushed as if she hadn't woken up properly.

A hint of impatience crossed her face: "Now that you've seen it, get lost."

The attendant narrowed his eyes but remained motionless.

Passing over the princess's shoulder, the attendant discreetly surveyed the room.

No abnormalities were found.

The sword sheath was returned to its original position, and the attendant nodded with a smile: "Your Highness, please rest early."

After saying that, Jiang Jinshuang closed the door.

Upon entering the bedroom, Jiang Jinshuang lifted the curtain and saw Pei Du sitting upright on the bed.

Headache.

There are guards outside, so even if he wanted to leave, it wouldn't be easy for him to get out of the room now.

"you……"

Jiang Jinshuang lowered her voice, as if she wanted to say something.

The next second, strange, delicate sounds came from the next room.

"Your Highness—ah, Your Highness..."

"Your Highness, spare my life!"

"Please, Your Highness, spare me..."

(End of this chapter)