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

Chapter 219 "You won't even look at me."

Jiang Jinshuang even thought she must have misheard.

She raised an eyebrow slightly, her gaze towards Pei Du carrying a hint of inquiry.

I don't quite believe it.

I just don't really believe it.

Meeting Jiang Jinshuang's gaze, Pei Du frowned slightly, but gently took her hand and placed it on the back of his other hand.

Pei Du gasped, not knowing what he had bumped into.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinshuang lowered her head and looked at the back of Pei Du's hand.

There was a faint bruise, but it was difficult to see clearly in the dim light of the night.

Seeing Pei Du frown and groan, Jiang Jinshuang finally believed him to some extent, and a few emotions flashed in her eyes.

Did Lin Qingyan hit Pei Du?
Could it be that this newly crowned top scholar has some powerful backing?
Or is it that the imperial family has already favored Lin Qingyan, and Lin Qingyan has decided to serve the crown prince and become Pei Du's enemy?
His expression turned cold.

Crown Prince Jiang Biechen was carefully nurtured by the imperial family from a young age.

There were quite a few royal offspring in the palace, but only Jiang Biechen and Jiang Jinshuang were able to see the emperor every day and have their studies checked by him.

Although Jiang Huayan didn't say it, his attitude towards Jiang Biechen proved to everyone that he would hand over the throne to Jiang Biechen.

To this end, Jiang Huayan added a lot of men and power to Jiang Biechen, and nearly half of the people in the court were in Jiang Biechen's camp.

If this top scholar also chooses to join Jiang Biechen...

Jiang Jinshuang narrowed her eyes dangerously, her gaze carrying a hint of wariness.

If he has already decided to join the Crown Prince's camp, then his plan will need to be reconsidered.

Seemingly unaware of what Jiang Jinshuang was thinking, Pei Du's movements were rather subtle, and the onlookers only saw him bowing his head and whispering something to the girl.

With Jiang Jinshuang's palm covering the back of his hand, Pei Du's throat moved, but he still spoke in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness, you must not stand by and watch someone die."

Jiang Jinshuang: "..."

What does "failure to render aid" mean?
It was just a minor injury, how did it come to the point of "refusing to help someone in distress"?

With a light laugh, Jiang Jinshuang knew that she needed to find out the details of what happened between Pei Du and Lin Qingyan today before she could make any further plans.

Without further thought, Jiang Jinshuang turned to Qing Beishan and smiled apologetically: "Uncle Qing, it's really unfortunate, Lord Pei is drunk now, so I will send him back to Wenshan Pavilion."

She paused for a moment, then continued with a smile, "I will definitely have a good get-together with Uncle Qing sometime in Japan."

Upon hearing this, Qing Beishan blinked and glanced at the two people.

Meaningful.

After a long while, he laughed heartily and waved his hand: "Your Highness and Lord Pei, please go and attend to your business. Since you have important matters to attend to, this old man will not keep you any longer!"

That's a strange statement.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled helplessly, but didn't explain anything further.

She then looked at Pei Du, who was standing beside her without saying a word.

Jiang Jinshuang gave a forced smile: "Lord Pei, let's go. I will personally escort you back to your residence."

She emphasized the word "personally," as if she wanted to chew Pei Du up.

Pei Du seemed oblivious, even nodding somewhat obediently, and followed Jiang Jinshuang out of the general's mansion with her.

The moonlight was like water, and the silver moon was like a hook.

The bright moonlight shone on the long street leading to Huiwen Mountain Pavilion. Jiang Jinshuang walked ahead, not thinking of waiting for the people behind her.

Regardless of whether she walked fast or slow, the man beside her always kept pace with her, the air thick with the scent of sandalwood.

Jiang Jinshuang was so angry she almost laughed.

Finally, as if unable to contain herself any longer, she stopped at the entrance of a secluded alley. Jiang Jinshuang turned her head, crossed her arms, and looked at the man in front of her with a leisurely air.

Pei Du stood tall and straight, like a pine tree, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and stopped in front of her.

Jiang Jinshuang chuckled: "Pei Du, are you really drunk or are you faking it?"

How come I can follow her footsteps perfectly without making a single mistake?

Pei Du lowered his eyes, his dark pupils shimmering like a pool of clear water.

He just stared at her, seemingly taking a long time to decipher Jiang Jinshuang's words. "You won't look at me."

A nonsensical sentence.

It seems that he did not answer Jiang Jinshuang's question.

"what?"

Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at Pei Du with a puzzled expression.

The man's features were clear and bright, like the moon in the sky, unattainable.

But the moon hangs low.

Pei Du's voice was low and hoarse as he reiterated, "At the birthday banquet, you refused to look at me."

This time, the man's tone carried a very obvious sense of grievance.

Jiang Jinshuang realized it belatedly.

She chuckled lightly: "Lord Pei, there are at least dozens of people at the banquet. If I keep looking at you, how can I possibly keep an eye on everyone?"

Pei Du lowered his head even further: "But you kept looking at him."

"Who?" Jiang Jinshuang asked in confusion.

The man's long eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes shimmering like golden waves of clear wine, bathed in moonlight.

"You come with me."

With that, Pei Du took Jiang Jinshuang's hand and walked towards the direction of Wenshan Pavilion.

Seeing this, Jiang Jinshuang calmly broke free from his grasp, and smiled faintly: "Lord Pei, you said before that the newly appointed top scholar hit you. Can you tell me the specifics?"

This is very important to Jiang Jinshuang.

The warmth in my palm disappeared.

Pei Du stood still, his gaze fixed on Jiang Jinshuang.

Jiang Jinshuang frowned slightly, unsure of Pei Du's meaning.

"Master Pei."

Jiang Jinshuang called his name again.

When drunk, Pei Du is much more stubborn than when sober.

He stood there ramrod straight, as if he could remain silent as long as she refused to go with him.

for a long time.

Jiang Jinshuang chuckled softly, her tone slow and gentle: "Lord Pei, if you have nothing else to attend to, I will take my leave now."

Before she could turn around, that large, strong hand grasped her wrist again.

"You come with me."

He spoke stubbornly and earnestly, yet his tone carried a hint of pitifulness.

Jiang Jinshuang said casually, "I'll go with you. Lord Pei wants to tell me what exactly happened between you and that newly crowned top scholar tonight. What do you say?"

The drunken Pei Du seemed to be thinking more slowly.

Upon hearing Jiang Jinshuang's words, he paused for a moment before nodding slightly and saying "okay."

Jiang Jinshuang then let him lead her towards the direction of Wenshan Pavilion.

In fact, Jiang Jinshuang originally planned to send Pei Du back to Wenshan Pavilion.

Pei Du's martial arts skills are average. If an assassin gets wind of this and tries to assassinate him at this time, Wan Jin will be in deep trouble.

Therefore, escorting him back is the safest option.

They followed Pei Du back to Wenshan Pavilion.

The guard opened the gate and, seeing his master, hurriedly said, "My lord, where have you been? Lord Jingmo has been looking for you—"

Ignoring the guards, Pei Du grabbed Jiang Jinshuang's wrist and led her straight through the corridor and courtyard to his bedroom.

Jiang Jinshuang frowned slightly, looking at Pei Du with a leisurely air: "What brings Lord Pei here with me?"