In the Northern Song Dynasty, he started by marrying the eighth daughter of the Su family.

This morning, Su Zhen sat in front of her dressing table, having Yue Ping and the others do her hair and makeup while she looked at the things she needed to prepare.

After all, there were only a few days left before arriving in Beijing, and the seven-day "hair washing" was now over, so the remaining full moon banquet had nothing to do with him anymore.

As for Han Zhi, he went out to buy things he would need for the journey. Su Zhen originally wanted to send a servant, but Han Zhi insisted on doing it himself to put her mind at ease, so Su Zhen did not object.

It seems that people from the Marquis of Fuping's household all like to come early in the morning to give instructions. This applies to both servants and masters.

Just then, Han Zhuo's voice came from outside the door: "Eighth Sister, are you awake?"

"Master Fu is here."

A maid went to open the door, and Han Zhuo walked in, seemingly holding a piece of paper in his hand. Seeing that Su Zhen was still doing her makeup, he didn't look at her for long, found a seat in the center, and sat down, handing the paper to the maid.

"There is not much time left before you enter the capital."

The paper was placed in front of Su Zhen; it was a property deed. It was a property deed from Kaifeng Prefecture in the capital, with two seals on it: one was an official seal, proving that the property was habitable; the other was an imperial seal, indicating that it was a gift from the emperor.

Su Zhen was somewhat surprised, his voice trembling slightly as he said, "My lord, this is..."

"This was a house bestowed upon me by the Emperor. Now that I have left the capital, I have never returned to live there. Thanks to the Emperor's grace, this house has been preserved and is still under the jurisdiction of my Fuping Earl's Mansion," Han Zhuo explained.

"This house was a gift from the government, and its specifications are no less than ours. However, there are no servants, only a few wives who sweep and tidy up, so you will have to arrange the servants yourself."

"I've already spoken to my wife over there. You and Zhi'er can stay there after you arrive."

Su Zhen then asked curiously, "But my lord, I am still just a new bride. It would be best if you personally handed this matter over to my husband."

"Hmph!" Han Zhuo snorted heavily at this moment, and Su Zhen was immediately startled.

“If I were to give it to him myself, I’m afraid he would throw it away and then take you to buy a new house.”

“At home, he only listens to his mother. Now that you're here, he only listens to the two of you. He listens to me but doesn't follow my advice, so I'm giving this contract to you so you can talk to him about it.”

Su Zhen glanced at the property deed and could only agree, "I will speak to him about it."

“That’s good,” Han Zhuo stood up and said, “Now that you’re going to the capital with him, you’ll be the mistress of the house, and you’ll make all the decisions. If he does anything to wrong you, tell me, and I’ll stand up for you.”

"Thank you, sir."

......

After getting ready, Su Zhen sat in the room reading. She hadn't finished reading many of the books Han Zhi had bought last time. After reading for some time, she heard Han Zhi's voice: "Put everything down, then check the number. Make sure nothing is missing."

She put down her book and stood up, just as Han Zhi walked in. Upon seeing Su Zhen, a bright smile spread across Han Zhi's face.

"Banniang!"

"Officer."

Han Zhi gave Su Zhen a bear hug, lifting him up and then plopping down on the bed. Su Zhen, sitting on Han Zhi's lap, smiled and said, "What's wrong, my lord? What makes you so happy?"

"Hehe, I bought a gift for Ba Niang!" Han Zhi said mysteriously.

Su Zhen cooperated well, asking in a serious manner, "What gift did you buy, my lord? I'd like to make you happy too."

Han Zhi smiled, took a long, narrow object from his pocket, and wrapped it in cloth. He opened the cloth bundle, revealing its contents—

A jade hairpin.

This jade hairpin is pure white and crystal clear, clearly very valuable. The hairpin is carved with exquisite patterns, and a round pearl is set at the top, emitting a faint luster.

Su Zhen picked up the jade hairpin and examined it carefully, her eyes shining slightly, her heart filled with joy. Since ancient times, women have loved beauty, and even a talented woman like Su Zhen was no exception.

"Do you like it?" Han Zhi asked with a smile, looking at Su Zhen's expression.

"Since it was given to me by my husband, I naturally like it." Su Zhen nodded, put the jade hairpin in her mouth, and then took off the hairpin from her hair and swapped it with the jade hairpin.

“This hairpin is made of jade, it must be very expensive, right?” Su Zhen asked again.

Han Zhi kissed her lips and said, "It's not expensive. What could be more expensive than my Eighth Sister here?"

"What nonsense are you spouting, sir?" Su Zhen retorted playfully, then, not forgetting the important matter, she gave Han Zhi a sharp retort before getting off him.

Then Han Zhi watched as she took a piece of paper from the dressing table, returned to his side, and sat on his lap. She said, "I also have a gift for you, my lord. Would you like it?"

"What gift? Tell me quickly."

This time, Han Zhi, in an attempt to please Su Zhen, kissed him on the lips again.

"Here, sir, please take a look."

That was the house deed, and Han Zhi took it with some surprise. He had asked his mother, Zhou Hanshi, to inquire about it, but had not received a response. At that time, he had already prepared to buy a new house.

Even if it means spending all my savings from the past eighteen years, I'll buy a better house—I'd rather suffer for my wife than for anyone else!

But now, Su Zhen had produced this other item, and Han Zhi was momentarily stunned. This was a mansion bestowed upon him by his master, and he was just giving it away like that?

"I...this..." Han Zhi was speechless for a moment, and finally managed to say, "I've even prepared the money, so let's just give up this imperial house."

“Eighth Sister, you can’t suffer this injustice. You should beg my master. What if something else comes up that we can’t work together?”

Su Zhen laughed and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, sir? This was given to me by my master this morning, saying it was for me and my master to live in."

“Your money is meant for making a living, how can you spend it all on a house?”

Han Zhi, his hands trembling, took the house deed from Su Zhen's hand, still in disbelief for a moment. He swallowed hard, then, supporting Su Zhen, asked worriedly:

"He didn't make any demands on Ba Niang, or make her suffer, did he?"

Seeing Han Zhi on the verge of tears, Su Zhen quickly comforted him, saying, "My lord, don't think such things. Although you and the lord are not on good terms, you are still father and son. How can you think so badly of the lord?"

"I was just too excited, I didn't mean it that way." Han Zhi held up the house deed and said to Su Zhen, "Here it is. I want to congratulate my precious Eighth Sister. She's only been married a few days and she's already preparing to become the mistress of the house."

"You're such a smooth talker." Su Zhen rolled her eyes at him, then kissed his lips.