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

Chapter 220 Jiang Jinshuang, I also have a top scholar's robe.

bedroom.

Jiang Jinshuang found it a bit strange.

She stopped in front of Pei Du's bedroom and just looked at him.

Pei Du was still holding her hand.

With his handsome features, he led her into the bedroom.

“Lord Pei,” Jiang Jinshuang said with a smile, “It’s a dark and windy night, isn’t it rather improper for you to lead a delicate woman into your bedroom?”

Upon hearing this, Pei Du seemed to seriously consider it for a moment, and then clearly stated, "I have not brought anyone else in."

what?
Is this the point?
While Jiang Jinshuang was in a daze, Pei Du successfully led her into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, the air was filled with the scent of sandalwood. Jiang Jinshuang stood in the outer room, and Pei Du finally released her wrist.

The door closed.

In an instant, the huge room was left with only the two of them.

Releasing her hand, Pei Du walked straight towards the inner room.

Through the curtain, Jiang Jinshuang grew impatient: "Lord Pei, can you speak now? What exactly happened between you and Lin Qingyan tonight?"

Jiang Jinshuang still felt it was unlikely.

Lin Qingyan was, after all, a newly appointed top scholar. Even if he was audacious and reckless, he would not openly provoke this powerful minister and chief minister.

Isn't this courting death?

Lin Qingyan doesn't seem like a fool.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jinshuang continued, "That top scholar doesn't seem to have any martial arts skills. Lord Pei has some martial arts background, so it's impossible that he can't beat him, right?"

Inside the curtained room, the rustling sound of clothes rubbing together could be heard.

It appears that someone took some clothes out of the closet.

Jiang Jinshuang frowned slightly, her patience wearing thin: "Pei Du, don't tell me you're planning to go to bed now!?"

“Pei—”

The word "degree" was not spoken aloud.

When the man lifted the curtain and reappeared in front of Jiang Jinshuang, Jiang Jinshuang's eyes widened and she froze on the spot.

Pei Du took off the dark blue robe he was wearing.

Now he is wearing a bright red robe.

This is not your average Da Hong Pao tea.

Jiang Jinshuang recognized the pattern on the patch at a glance—

This must be the robe worn by Pei Du when he passed the imperial examination.

Jiang Jinshuang's pupils contracted slightly, and her gaze towards Pei Du tightened even more.

No, something's not right.

Jiang Jinshuang didn't know how to describe it, but she just felt that something was wrong at this moment, in this situation.

Pei Du hadn't actually put on the scholar's robe properly.

Perhaps because he was drunk, the once neat red robe was now worn crookedly, and the side-open collar was not buttoned properly, revealing the smooth, white lines beneath.

—That Pei Du guy, he wasn't even wearing an undergarment.

He just stood there, straight in front of her.

That beautiful scene was truly outrageous.

Jiang Jinshuang swallowed hard, belatedly realizing the stiffness in her back.

She didn't quite understand Pei Du's intentions, and she couldn't understand why he still kept the top scholar's robe from three years ago.

He just stood there without moving.

Until Pei Du lifted his foot and walked step by step to her.

Not an inch will be retreated.

"Jiang Jinshuang".

He looked down at her and called her that.

His gaze was still unfocused, but the way he looked at her carried a hint of eagerness, as if he wanted to prove something.

Hidden very deep.

"You see, I am different from him."

The sentence was so abrupt and incoherent that Jiang Jinshuang was completely dazed and didn't quite understand it.

The man spread his arms and turned around in front of her, as if he wanted her to take a good look at him.

“Jiang Jinshuang, I also have a scholar’s ​​robe.”

"Don't look at him." "Look at me."

What to say?

Jiang Jinshuang has always been rather indifferent when it comes to relationships.

She initially claimed to have fallen for Pei Du, and pursued him relentlessly, even disregarding his own feelings.

At least at the time, she believed that it was the best and most sincere "love" she could give Pei Du.

At the same time, Jiang Jinshuang is also particularly good at understanding the emotions and feelings of others.

It's just a matter of whether she's willing or not.

That's it.

Hearing Pei Du's inexplicable words, Jiang Jinshuang blinked, a smile appearing in her eyes.

"Pei Du, are you jealous?"

Her words were concise and to the point; her few words were like a sharp dagger, determined to tear through his layers of pretense and insincerity, and pierce his heart with precision.

Bloody.

As expected, upon hearing this, Pei Du's eyes flickered a few times, and he slightly raised his eyes to meet Jiang Jinshuang's gaze.

"envy?"

It sounded like talking to oneself, yet also like asking a question.

Jiang Jinshuang nodded, her smile wicked: "Because I never saw you wearing the top scholar's robe back then. Now, compared to you, I saw Lin Qingyan wearing the top scholar's robe first."

It was as if someone had beaten them to it.

Jiang Jinshuang smiled frankly: "Pei Du, are you jealous of Lin Qingyan?"

for a long time.

The man reached out, took Jiang Jinshuang's wrist, and placed it on the rank badge on his scholar's robe.

As her fingertips slid along, the man's Adam's apple bobbed up and down slightly.

The delicate, soft fingertips brushed against the fabric, and even through that fabric, an unbearable itch rose on the skin.

Finally, the man's gaze darkened slightly, and his voice became low and hoarse.

"Yes, I am jealous."

"I am so jealous I'm going crazy."

From the first time Pei Du saw Lin Qingyan in the scholar's robe in the album presented by the Hanlin Academy, this thought came to mind.

He cannot appear before Jiang Jinshuang wearing this red robe.

His eyebrows and eyes do indeed bear a resemblance to his.

Pei Du disliked that three-tenths resemblance.

I especially dislike the newly appointed top scholar who bears a striking resemblance to him, and the robe he's wearing.

—She had never seen him wear this outfit before.

When she left, a heavy snow fell in Chang'an. Later, he passed the imperial examination with top honors, becoming the top scholar. But she didn't even notice him wearing the scholar's robe.

That's not fair.

That's not fair.

Why should she be the one to see a fake, dressed in a red robe, appearing before her in a grand manner?

It stole her attention.

Is such that.

From the moment she saw the "fake" man in the red robe at the birthday banquet, her eyes never left him.

It was just a scholar's robe.

They're only about three-tenths similar.

He was just another top scholar like him.

It shouldn't be like this.

—He clearly also had a scholar's robe.

“Jiang Jinshuang,” the man said, guiding her hand through his smooth robes, “I am different from him.”

“He is not me. He looks far worse than me when he puts on the scholar’s ​​robe.”

The fingertip that was being carried had somehow gotten hooked into the crooked jade belt.

The jade belt wasn't tied tightly to begin with, and with just a slight hook, the valuable jade belt fell to the ground with a "clang".

The already somewhat disheveled robes revealed even more of her fair skin and curves.

Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows slightly, her tone unchanged: "So, Lord Pei, would you like to tell me how that newly crowned top scholar beat you tonight?"