Chapter 83 Pei Du, I spoiled you rotten, right?
What should I say?
——Jiang Jinshuang inexplicably remembered a small incident from the past.
When she was seventeen years old, the Tian family proposed a marriage for her.
The man looked really good to me. He had a strong back and a handsome appearance. He was a young and successful commander of the Royal Forest Army.
Naturally, she also knew what the Tian family was thinking. If she could get married to the Royal Forest Army, the Tian family would no longer worry about her having any inappropriate thoughts and coveting a position that did not belong to her.
Jiang Jinshuang also knew that if she wanted peace and smoothness for the rest of her life, marrying the young commander was indeed the best choice.
But that day, after Jiang Jinshuang had a chat with the young commander, she turned around and saw Pei Du, a young man holding an oil-paper umbrella outside the palace gate.
Pei Du was dressed in a green robe and white fur, standing amidst the white snow, his beauty was even more stunning than that of heaven and earth.
Jiang Jinshuang didn't even think about it, she held up her skirt and ran towards him with a smile.
The unwilling voice of the commander of the Royal Forest Army came from behind: "Your Highness, think about it! If you choose that poor scholar, your future will be difficult."
Jiang Jinshuang didn't even pay much attention to the words of the young commander behind him.
Without thinking, she ran to Pei Du without stopping and hid under his umbrella.
It's snowing heavily.
She wore a red fur coat, which was even brighter than the red plum blossoms in winter.
"Pei Du, are you here to take me back home?"
The young Pei Du's eyes were cold and his tone was harsh: "Who will your Highness choose?"
An inexplicable sentence.
Jiang Jinshuang was stunned for a moment before reacting.
She smiled and grabbed Pei Du's arm, her somewhat frozen cheeks full of energy: "Pei Du, you are never in my choice."
As long as there is an option for Pei Du, it is never really a choice.
Because she would run to him again and again, without hesitation or thinking.
——That was before.
People's hearts change rapidly.
Jiang Jinshuang is no exception.
In three years, Bai Yujing experienced three years of wind and snow.
——So much bigger than when he came to pick her up that day.
Jiang Jinshuang said nothing.
She frowned slightly and turned around, looking at the graceful and unparalleled noble minister.
Oh, she got it.
What Pei Du said gave her a weird, indescribable feeling.
——It was as if her admiration for him was known to everyone in Chang'an City and was an agreed upon thing.
But now, she breaks that "rule."
Something is wrong.
He said, You have not used my scriptures.
It's more like an inexplicable accusation than a question.
——As if she was the one who broke her promise.
Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Can't I do this?"
She asked with a bit of provocative confusion.
In fact, she herself was in a daze: couldn't she do this?
Does she have to use his scriptures?
Does she have to obey his wishes in order to let him get what he wants?
No.
Jiang Jinshuang's voice was a little louder: "Master Pei, can't I do this?"
After returning to Beijing, Jiang Jinshuang felt that Pei Du was much more "beautiful" than before.
In the past, Pei Du seemed to only wear black robes or white clothes, and the third color rarely appeared on his body.
But since Jiang Jinshuang returned to Beijing, she discovered that Pei Du's clothes were really many colors.
If those colors were worn on others, they would either look gaudy or old-fashioned.
However, he is tall and tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. The clothes he wears are very noble, luxurious and restrained.
——Pei Du rarely wore the clothes of other colors that Jiang Jinshuang bought for him in the past.
Sure enough, I hate her to this extent.
But this was just Jiang Jinshuang's thought. It had no emotion and couldn't make any waves in her heart.
——She doesn’t care anymore.
At this time, Pei Du was dressed in a navy blue robe, a silver-white sash tied around his waist, and his dark hair was tied up with a jade crown inlaid with gilded jade. His figure was as tall and straight as a cypress with frost and snow.
He stood in that side of heaven and earth.
Behind him, the majestic Forbidden City, with its white bricks, blue tiles and red walls, lost all its color.
Really beautiful.
It took her three years to raise him to be noble, and it took him three years to become more calm, mature and spotless. "You only choose mine."
When he spoke, his tone was low and hoarse, with some emotions that Jiang Jinshuang couldn't hear.
He said, you only choose mine.
Is it an accusation?
Not quite.
——More like the cat who didn’t get the small fish, complaining aggrievedly.
Jiang Jinshuang frowned and took a step back.
He took a few steps forward and stood three steps away from her.
"That was before, Mr. Pei."
Jiang Jinshuang looked calm and had no emotions.
People's hearts are changeable.
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She, Jiang Jinshuang, is not a saint.
"Jiang Jinshuang, you are talking nonsense."
I don't know if it was Jiang Jinshuang's illusion, but she seemed to hear the vibrato in Pei Du's voice.
Jiang Jinshuang narrowed her eyes, feeling more confused than angry.
Why is this happening?
——Why doesn’t even Pei Du believe that she really doesn’t care anymore?
What happened in the past has passed.
The past means the past, it means turning over the past.
The people of Chang'an City didn't believe it, the civil and military officials didn't believe it, the Tian family didn't believe it, Xia Yurong didn't believe it, and even Pei Du didn't believe it.
——This made her feel irritated and confused.
She finally knew how crazy her pursuit was during those three years to make the world think that she would always be entangled with Pei Du.
Vow not to give up.
but.
Still something is wrong.
Jiang Jinshuang frowned.
She can understand that the world doesn't believe it.
After all, even if she were an outsider, she wouldn't believe the three-year pursuit.
——But why is Pei Du so sure?
She has obviously been trying her best to avoid him since she returned to Beijing, hasn't she?
Jiang Jinshuang is a very reflective person.
Just like now.
She rubbed her finger bones and thought for a moment.
The next second, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, Jiang Jinshuang raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.
Ah, she got it.
She chuckled lightly and tilted her head to look at him, with a bit of scrutiny in her eyes.
"Pei Du, I pampered you, didn't I?"
She got it.
——She finally understood.
She had always known that she had pampered Xia Yurong.
So Xia Yurong always thought that she should have a rich and happy life.
She herself had forgotten that if it weren't for Jiang Jinshuang, she would have turned into several bowls of broth under the food of those refugees.
——Jiang Jinshuang had almost forgotten that compared to Xia Yurong, Pei Du was the one she really cared about and had pampered for three years.
suddenly see the light.
Jiang Jinshuang chuckled: "Pei Du, I spoiled you rotten, right?"
Of all the choices he had, she would choose him without hesitation.
It's been like this for so many years.
Perhaps Pei Du also thought that these were natural.
As Jiang Jinshuang asked, the man in front of her looked at her blankly, his eyes slightly sharp.
There was still a careless smile on her lips, but she said seriously: "Pei Du, I take it back."
She spoke neither quickly nor slowly, and in a clear voice: "Pei Du, to me now, you are just one of countless choices."
She once said, Pei Du, you are never in my choice.
She once said, Pei Du, you are the best.
She once said, Pei Du, I cannot see you being wronged.
But now, she said, Pei Du, I will take it back.
She said, Pei Du, you are just a choice to me now.
——She doesn’t have to choose him.
(End of chapter)