Rebirth: Making a Fortune in Ancient Times

Xia Yu frowned as she looked at the man in front of her, who had become increasingly handsome with age.

"Lord Shen, what do you mean by this? Over the years, you have helped me many times, but I have also helped you. What do you mean by saying this now? What does it have to do with you whether I find a husband or not?"

Shen Jingheng also looked at the girl before him, whom he had watched grow up. Her features were exquisite; even the most skilled painter couldn't capture even a fraction of her beauty. He couldn't believe that the little girl who had knelt before him years ago, dressed in rags, was now the respected Princess of Da Huai. Seeing her slightly angry face, he explained gently...

"Princess, not everyone can accept your background and the secrets you hold. Can you guarantee that your future husband won't be afraid or harm you after discovering your secrets?"

"I come from an ordinary background, and I have never deliberately hidden that." Putting aside the fact that she comes from a farming family, she doesn't think there's anything wrong with that.

"You know that's not what I meant?" Shen Jingheng said softly, seeing that Xia Yu still didn't understand, he continued...

"Soul from another world"

Those few soft words almost shook Xia Yu out of her body again.

How could he possibly know about this? How could he? For a moment, Xia Yu felt a pang of panic.

"Don't be afraid, I haven't told anyone about this," Shen Jingheng said, noticing her panic.

"I don't understand what you mean?" Xia Yu made her last attempt to explain.

Knowing that Xia Yu didn't trust him, Shen Jingheng sighed.

“Our Shen family’s first patriarch, Shen Chunfeng, is in the same situation as you. You must have come from the same place.” After saying that, he took out a booklet from his sleeve and handed it over.

Xia Yu glanced at Shen Jingheng suspiciously, then reached out and took the booklet, flipping through it. She discovered it was entirely in English.

Xia Yu's English wasn't very good, but she could still recognize simple sentences. After reading only a few lines, she couldn't help but laugh. It turned out there were a lot of Chinese pinyin mixed in. It seemed the person who wrote this booklet wasn't exactly a top student!

Seeing Xia Yu's expression, all of Shen Jingheng's guesses became facts, and his gaze towards Xia Yu became even more profound.

A few minutes later, Xia Yu looked up and met a deep gaze. Seeing Shen Jingheng staring at her like that, Xia Yu's heart started racing for the first time, and her face flushed involuntarily.

Xia Yu silently handed over the booklet without saying a word.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Xia Yu asked.

"I just hope that the Princess will not marry herself off carelessly just because of her age. You should find someone who will not be afraid even if they know your secret, and who can also protect you." Shen Jingheng's voice was very gentle, making people unconsciously fall in love with it.

Hearing Shen Jingheng's words, Xia Yu lowered her head and said with a slightly flushed face.

"Thank you for reminding me, sir. I misunderstood you just now. Please rest assured, I will heed your advice and choose my husband carefully." Only then did she realize that she had misunderstood Shen Jingheng. After speaking, she looked up at Shen Jingheng again.

"Your eyes can see right through people, so I'll have to ask you for help in making a decision. It won't be in vain that I've called you 'Uncle' for so many years."

Upon hearing Xia Yu's words, Shen Jingheng felt his breath catch in his throat, and a slight soreness and pain appeared in his chest. He thought he had made himself perfectly clear, but the other party hadn't understood a word he meant.

But at this point, he couldn't say anything more, and could only nod and say...

"The seniority cannot be different. Now that the Marquis addresses my father as a brother, I dare not call you uncle anymore. Please do not call me uncle again."

"Yes, Lord Shen is right. But you should also consider your own marriage. I wonder if there is any young lady you fancy at the banquet today?" Xia Yu asked considerately.

Hearing Xia Yu's question, Shen Jingheng's breath hitched again, and he felt as if he had been kicked in the chest once more. He finally understood why Jing Xun had been so distraught when he sent back the message from Dingcheng.

"Thank you for your concern, Princess. I do have a girl I admire, but..." Shen Jingheng stopped mid-sentence.

"What is it? Is there something troubling you? If there's anything I can help you with, please just tell me, sir." Xia Yu asked with concern, noticing the conflicted look on his face.

With another sigh, Shen Jingheng said with a hint of helplessness.

"I'm just not sure if the girl dislikes that I'm more than ten years older than her? And if the girl minds that I've had a wife before."

"You're more than ten years older than her? That makes sense, you're almost thirty now. The oldest girl who came today is not even twenty. But aren't you ten years older than your previous wife? Come to think of it, the girl you've taken a fancy to is only two or three years younger than your wife."

Hearing Shen Jingheng's concerns, Xia Yu initially nodded in agreement, but then quickly comforted him. In her opinion, being more than ten years older was acceptable. After all, women age faster than men due to childbirth and household chores.

"So, do you think she'd be willing to be a second wife?" Shen Jingheng asked, his heart pounding with excitement. This was the first time he'd ever felt this way. He used to be indifferent to everything, but today, because of this girl's words, his heart was stirred with emotion.

"This shouldn't be a big problem. Even though she's a second wife, she's still the legal wife, not a concubine," Xia Yu said after thinking for a moment. This was her opinion.

"However, I've heard that you were deeply in love with your ex-wife. This..."

"Where did you hear that from?" Shen Jingheng suddenly asked before Xia Yu could finish speaking.

"Huh? What did you say?" Xia Yu's thoughts were interrupted, and she didn't react for a moment.

"Who told you that I was deeply in love with my ex-wife? Where did you hear that from?" Shen Jingheng asked again.

"Oh, you mean this? I heard it from Aunt Shen! She said you were so good to the late Madam Shen. You used to have a cold face all the time, but ever since you married Madam Shen, you've completely changed and are deeply in love with her."

Although Xia Yu knew that discussing the deceased was somewhat disrespectful, she felt that Lord Shen and his late wife had a good relationship, and since she wasn't saying anything bad about the deceased, it shouldn't be a problem to say a few words.