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

Chapter 81 Zhao Yungui, you want to save me?

Countless butterflies fluttered past his eyebrows and eyes.

The cool scent of cedarwood carried a chill, and even a butterfly landed on his eyelid veil.

Then it flapped its wings and flew away gracefully.

The vibrant butterfly wings finally added a second color to his snow-white robes, and also gave him a touch of worldliness.

The sword tip was pointed directly at his brow.

The sword energy lifted his long hair on both sides, causing his veil to flutter.

Zhengze realized what was happening, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly jumped up and snatched the longsword back from Jiang Jinshuang's hand.

"Master, are you alright?" The tone was somewhat flustered.

The sword was taken back, but Jiang Jinshuang remained calm and smiled as she looked at the newcomer: "What brings you here, Grand Preceptor?"

Zhao Yungui remained expressionless, first turning to Zhengze beside him.

"Go and pack."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhengze realized what was happening, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his previously bright eyes: "Disciple obeys."

After saying this, he hugged his sword and left the courtyard.

Jiang Jinshuang blinked: "What is this?"

Zhao Yungui looked at her again: "Your subject must return to the Imperial Observatory."

Jiang Jinshuang nodded: "That's right, the Imperial Preceptor must return to the palace to report."

When will Your Highness return to the capital?

Jiang Jinshuang calculated: "Two more days."

Zhao Yungui nodded.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

A breeze blew down the leaves of the sycamore tree.

Belatedly realizing what was happening, Zhao Yungui took out a few sheets of paper from his sleeve and handed them to Jiang Jinshuang: "I have finished copying that copy of the Surangama Sutra."

Jiang Jinshuang felt a pang of heartache whenever this was mentioned.

— Pei Du also copied the Surangama Sutra.

Taking Zhao Yungui's manuscript, Jiang Jinshuang looked at the vigorous and solemn handwriting and couldn't help but admire it: "Xiao Zhengze said that the Grand Preceptor's swordsmanship is among the top three in Wan Jin. I think that the Grand Preceptor's calligraphy is also among the best in Wan Jin."

Despite being praised, Zhao Yungui remained calm: "My swordsmanship doesn't even rank in the top three."

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said, "You don't need to be so modest, Grand Preceptor."

"It's the truth."

He certainly doesn't rank in the top three.

No longer dwelling on the matter, Zhao Yun said calmly, "Your Highness, I have just performed a divination."

In this world, there are countless people who want to consult this highly skilled imperial advisor for divination.

But a divination is hard to come by.

Jiang Jinshuang didn't speak, but just looked at him with her eyes crinkling.

He put the veil back on, and his eyes, which were once pure and untainted, were like a fleeting illusion, just like the eyes Jiang Jinshuang had seen.

Zhao Yungui's gaze seemed to fall on her.

"It would be best if Your Highness forgot what you asked for."

The smile in Jiang Jinshuang's eyes faded slightly, and even the curve of her lips softened a bit.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in them: "Does the Imperial Advisor know what I seek?"

"Although there are many doubts about the case of Prince Ruiyang back then, Your Highness should also know that as long as His Majesty is still alive, this case cannot be overturned."

Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows: "Grand Preceptor, I must fight for him."

"Even if it's not for Uncle Wang, even if it's for myself who knelt in the snow for three days and three nights back then, I still have to fight for it."

"If Your Highness wishes to live a peaceful life, it is actually very simple for you."

As long as she lets go of those obsessions, she will still be the only Princess Zhaoming in the entire Wan Jin Kingdom.

Jiang Jinshuang laughed and said, "But if that were the case, how boring would my life be?"

for a long time.

Zhao Yungui spoke up: "Your Highness, do you wish to save the world?"

Jiang Jinshuang raised an eyebrow: "Zhao Yungui, you want to save me?"

A long wind lifted Zhao Yungui's veil and black hair.

half an hour.

"Yes," he replied.

Jiang Jinshuang replied, "Yes."

She wanted to save the world. He wanted to save her.

Jiang Jinshuang laughed and said, "Zhao Yungui, I am an arrogant and conceited person. Once I'm on a path of no return, I'm hard to save."

Zhao Yun then said, "After the death of Prince Ruiyang, Wan Jin has long been outwardly strong but inwardly weak, with few soldiers and few generals, making it difficult to break out of this deadly situation."

Even harder to save.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang smiled nonchalantly: "If there is anyone in this world who can save it, it is me."

Zhao Yun replied, "If there is anyone in this world who can save you, it is your subject."

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said, "I know you want to persuade me to let go, but I want to try."

After a pause, the smile on Jiang Jinshuang's face faded slightly.

"Zhao Yungui, if one day, many people want to pull me down from my high position."

"Pointed at by thousands and cursed by ten thousand."

"Then there's no need for you to bother saving me."

He's such a nuisance.

……

After seeing Zhao Yungui off, Jiang Jinshuang was about to return to the ancestral hall to continue copying scriptures when she heard footsteps coming from afar.

"Hey!" came a clear, youthful voice.

Jiang Jinshuang turned around.

Something small happened to fall into her hand.

Upon closer inspection, it was a neatly folded amulet.

Jiang Jinshuang looked up and saw Xiao Zhengze frowning, awkwardly saying, "This is what my master taught me to draw. It's my first time drawing it and I didn't do it well, so I'm giving it to you."

After saying that, Xiao Zhengze turned and ran away.

Jiang Jinshuang held the amulet in her hand, watching Xiao Zhengze run away, and couldn't help but smile.
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Two days passed quickly.

Jiang Jinshuang finally stopped writing, looked at the stack of scriptures, and collapsed onto the table.

The timing is perfect.

Jiang Jinshuang had Chuntao pack her things, and when she walked out of the royal ancestral hall, Jingmo was already waiting for her there.

Upon seeing Jiang Jinshuang, Jingmo stepped forward with a smile and cupped his hands in greeting: "Your Highness, I am here to escort you back to the capital."

Jiang Jinshuang stretched and yawned: "Lord Jingmo, aren't you afraid that the Emperor will find out and blame you?"

Jingmo chuckled: "It was the Grand Secretary who sent me. He said that His Highness should go directly to the palace, where he will be."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang raised an eyebrow slightly: "Your master has been released from confinement?"

"The Emperor said that there are many trivial matters in the court, so he lifted your confinement and asked you to help share some of the burden."

Oh, I see.

It seems that the imperial court cannot function without Pei Du.

The heavens' punishment this time serves only two purposes.

One was to silence her and Pei Du, preventing them from revealing the assassin's identity.

Secondly, he removed Pei Du from his post and gave power to the Crown Prince.

Now that both objectives have been achieved, whether or not Pei Du is confined is no longer important.

Jiang Jinshuang didn't stand on ceremony and boarded the carriage of Wenshan Pavilion. Led by Jingmo, they entered the capital city.

Jiang Jinshuang did not return to the princess's residence; instead, the carriage went directly to the Forbidden City.

A change of clothes was provided inside the carriage.

Jiang Jinshuang frowned, and for some reason, she recalled the scene after the spring banquet a while ago, when Pei Du asked Jingmo to bring her the soiled dress.

asshole.

"Your Highness, my master has prepared the dress for your audience with the Emperor. Please change into it in the carriage."

The clothes Jiang Jinshuang was wearing were rather simple, designed for her convenience when copying scriptures.

There were still a few ink stains on the hem of her skirt, which was indeed not suitable for meeting the emperor.

Without much thought, Jiang Jinshuang changed her clothes in the carriage, and the carriage arrived outside the Forbidden City.

With Jingmo's help, Jiang Jinshuang stepped down from the carriage and walked alone towards the palace.

Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.

When Eunuch Kang came to report, Jiang Huayan was playing chess with Pei Du.

The study was filled with the rich aroma of ambergris. Jiang Huayan frowned, staring at the chess game that was not in his favor, deep in thought.

"Your Majesty...the Princess has arrived," Eunuch Kang announced softly.

(End of this chapter)