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

Chapter 95 You want to get your hands on him too, right?
I can't hear any emotion.

Jiang Jinshuang clicked her tongue and slowly said, "Lord Pei, my undergarment is torn."

The man's hands were somewhat stiff.

That piece of fabric was too small and too soft.

Holding it in your hand feels like temporarily holding a soft cloud.

The white bodice was decorated with auspicious cloud patterns outlined in soft gold thread.

That cool fragrance was the scent of peach blossoms, which he had smelled many times before, on his desk.

The undergarment was clearly light-colored, but to him now it seemed even more glaring than red.

A white ribbon draped over his knuckles. He stiffly turned his palm over, revealing the broken piece of ribbon.

It looked like he had picked up a piece of scalding hot coal.

The man closed his eyes slightly, his voice low and hoarse: "It was my oversight."

Jiang Jinshuang tilted her head, raised an eyebrow and chuckled: "Your Excellency is so cautious and considerate. I wonder if there are any clean undergarments prepared in this wardrobe?"

"Your Highness, please forgive me, I was not prepared."

Jiang Jinshuang nodded, a half-smile playing on her lips.

Even though Pei Du didn't turn around to look at her, Jiang Jinshuang could imagine that Pei Du's expression must be very unpleasant at this moment.

"What should we do then, Your Excellency?" Jiang Jinshuang's tone rose slightly, even carrying a hint of schadenfreude. "I don't want to go to the banquet in Taihe Hall naked."

In fact, the clothes Pei Du gave her were very suitable for her; both the fabric and the style were very clean and neat.

Even without wearing a bellyband, just by putting on an outer garment, you wouldn't be able to tell anything.

But Jiang Jinshuang was different; she just wanted to make Pei Du unhappy.

—She has a bad character.

The man's figure seemed somewhat stiff.

Jiang Jinshuang raised an eyebrow and chuckled, watching him with a leisurely air.

for a long time.

The man paused, seemingly shifting his slightly stiff back.

"Your Highness, please sew it up."

Yo ho?

Pei Du was also skilled in needlework?
But then I thought, someone as gifted as Pei Du should find learning anything very easy.

She protested, "Ugly."

They were relentless and kept pushing their luck.

Jiang Jinshuang was deliberately pushing him to the brink of despair, step by step, to see how he would react.

It's like fulfilling a malicious act of revenge.

Upon hearing this, Pei Du did not offer any explanation.

He walked to the wardrobe again, opened it, and pondered for a moment.

After a long pause, he took out a garment from inside and then spoke in a cold voice: "There are several undergarments prepared here. Your Highness, please wear this first."

hiss.

Not quite right.

Jiang Jinshuang knew Pei Du very well.

Something felt off from the moment we met in the corridor.

Now, Jiang Jinshuang has finally confirmed her guess.

Pei Du is angry.

Actually, saying he was angry isn't quite accurate.

He was impeccably courteous, self-disciplined, and never made a single mistake.

It's more like... a subtle, almost imperceptible, estrangement?

Jiang Jinshuang frowned slightly, not quite understanding why this thought had appeared in her mind.

—Wasn't it only natural for Pei Du to distance himself from her?

However, this "distance" also carries a hint of stubborn indulgence.

Jiang Jinshuang couldn't explain it clearly.

—But I don’t really care.

What does Pei Du's mood have to do with her?
She just felt that it was pointless to not see Pei Du make a fool of himself.

Without pressuring him further, Jiang Jinshuang stretched her arm out from behind the screen and said in a cold tone, "Give it to me."

Pei Du frowned slightly.

The moonlight was as clear as water, and he turned slightly to look at the screen.

Clouds and mist drifted, and mountains and rivers poured down.

The half of her fair, snow-white forearm shone brightly in the moonlight, its luster smooth and white, her skin like solidified cream.

He glanced at it only once before lowering his eyes.

"Your Highness, I have left your undergarments here and will take my leave now. Please come and retrieve them yourself." His voice was cold, aloof, and deep.

Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows slightly.

For some reason, a surge of anger rose within her.

The anger came quickly and fiercely. She narrowed her eyes and looked coldly at the elegant and refined man in the outer room.

His blunt rejection of her made it seem as if she were some shameless monster trying to seduce him.

He was a virtuous and upright gentleman who was not tempted.

She was the wicked woman who only cared about her lover and didn't hesitate to use her beauty to seduce him.

It was as if he was constantly reminding her, warning her—

He doesn't like her and hopes she will respect herself.

He didn't want to get entangled with her, so he wanted to leave and let her do as she pleased.

But she clearly didn't mean it that way at all!
He has always been a person of noble character, untouched by worldly affairs.

Ah, it only makes her look like some kind of shameless person.

This realization irritated Jiang Jinshuang.

With a cold sneer, Jiang Jinshuang said sarcastically, "Doesn't Lord Pei find it laughable to put on such a virtuous gentleman's act now?"

Pei Du was about to turn and leave.

Upon hearing Jiang Jinshuang's words, he stopped in his tracks and remained still.

Enraged, Jiang Jinshuang stabbed Pei Du in the heart with every word: "Lord Pei, your upright and unyielding demeanor now is so different from how you were in bed three years ago."

“You’re so rigid and stubborn, and even your bedroom skills are terrible,” Jiang Jinshuang sneered. “I’m not so obsessed with you that I would shamelessly seduce and pester you three years later.”

“Pei Du, you don’t need to put on this act of being unwilling to submit even at the cost of your life.”

Jiang Jinshuang scoffed coldly: "Once I've got it, I don't find it interesting anymore."

Quiet.

It's so quiet.

It was so quiet that you could almost hear the crackling sound of candles burning in cold oil.

The bright moon is like a hook.

A breeze blew through the window lattice, lifting the dresses on the screen, and Jiang Jinshuang felt a little cold.

It's incredibly boring.

She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the surging anger within her.

Waiting for Pei Du to leave.

for a long time.

The man turned around, picked up his undergarment from the desk, and walked step by step toward the screen.

Several lights were blown out.

Jiang Jinshuang could no longer discern the newcomer's expression.

She frowned slightly, and for some reason, felt a chill.

Until he stood in front of her.

Separated by a screen.

He reached out and handed the undergarment to Jiang Jinshuang.

The screen concealed the magnificent scenery.

Jiang Jinshuang dressed silently behind the screen.

"so what."

It was Pei Du who spoke.

His voice was low and hoarse, as if it were being squeezed out from his throat.

Jiang Jinshuang paused in fastening her inner garment, not understanding Pei Du's meaning.

She didn't intend to reply to him; she simply wore her own clothes.

"You want to have him too, don't you?"

"he"?
Jiang Jinshuang frowned, not reacting for a moment.

"And then, what does Your Highness intend to do?"

After putting on her inner garment, Jiang Jinshuang reached for the dress draped over the screen.

Only a small part of his hand had been extended.

A large, cold hand gripped her wrist!

"Bang -" sound!
The screen was pushed aside, and the man grabbed her wrist high, pinning her against the wooden frame behind him!

“Pei—”

"Will we abandon him? Just like we abandoned Chen?"

For a moment, all of Jiang Jinshuang's words were stuck in her throat by Pei Du's words.