She remarried a cold-faced, powerful man, and the scumbag regretted it and cried his heart out.

Chu Xiangling has been having a very pleasant time at Shen Jingshu's cosmetics shop these past few days.

Cosmetic shops have always been frequented by young women. They didn't know that Chu Xiangling was once the most beautiful courtesan in the capital; they only knew that a stunningly beautiful woman had recently arrived at the shop. She was exceptionally beautiful and quite knowledgeable about makeup. Whenever she finished testing makeup on the young women, they would happily buy several boxes of rouge and lipstick.

Business at the shop improved significantly in a short time.

As Shen Jingshu stepped into the cosmetics shop, she saw Chu Xiangling smiling and talking with a young lady, recommending suitable cosmetics for her.

Today, Chu Xiangling wore an elegant lotus-root-colored dress. Although it lacked excessive and elaborate decorations, it still couldn't conceal her innate, stunning beauty. Every time Shen Jingshu saw her, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

As Shen Jingshu approached, Chu Xiangling looked up and saw her, then quickly came forward, curtsied, and said, "Miss, you've arrived."

"I heard in the manor that a stunning beauty had come to Sanchunxiao, so I came here specifically to see her."

"Sanchunxiao" is the elegant name of this shop.

"Please don't joke, young lady. It is thanks to you that I was able to find a new place to stay."

As the two were talking, they suddenly heard the girls in the shop exclaim in surprise. Shen Jingshu looked up and saw that it was Fu Zijin.

The cosmetics shop was originally a place for young women to try out their makeup, but when a stranger entered, they all hurriedly covered their faces with round fans.

Fu Zijin still had that handsome and elegant appearance. He walked into the store and his gaze fell directly on Shen Jingshu. Yaoqin and Jinse quickly stepped in front of Shen Jingshu.

Shen Jingshu asked calmly, "Is your injury healed?"

Fu Zijin said with a gentle smile, "Thank you for your concern, Miss Shen. I am fine now. I heard that Miss Shen has already exchanged birth certificates and invited the Prime Minister. The occasion was very grand."

As he spoke, he walked to the shelf, casually scanning the dazzling array of cosmetics before picking up a box of rouge and handing it to the female shop assistant beside him. "Check, please."

The saleswoman took the rouge, quickly calculated the bill, and Fu Zijin paid the money. He then turned and handed the rouge to Shen Jingshu, saying, "This box of rouge is for you, Miss."

Shen Jingshu did not reach out to take it, her eyebrows furrowing slightly. "Everything in this shop belongs to me, so why would you offer it to me?"

Fu Zijin didn't persist or argue. He withdrew his hand, a smile on his face, and said, "That's true."

The girls in the shop all looked over curiously. Chu Xiangling could tell that Shen Jingshu didn't want to get too involved with Fu Zijin, so she walked up to Fu Zijin, curtsied, and said, "Young master, this shop is where the girls stay. It's not appropriate for you to come in. Please don't make things difficult for us."

Fu Zijin cupped his hands in greeting to Chu Xiangling, then turned and stepped out of Sanchunxiao.

"Fu Zijin," Shen Jingshu suddenly called out to him.

He stood still.

“A pure heart shines like the bright moon, and dazzling brilliance reflects the Milky Way,” Shen Jingshu said.

He personally chose the name Zhaozhao.

Fu Zijin turned around, his gaze towards Shen Jingshu filled with an unusual light. After a moment, he lowered his eyes and chuckled, "I guessed right."

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After Fu Zijin mentioned Wen Yin, Wen Huaiqing also sent people to investigate.

Wen Yin is not only the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Personnel, but also a close friend of Shen Jingshu. Given Shen Jingshu's personality, she would not stand idly by if anything happened to Wen Yin. Fu Zijin intends to use Wen Yin to control Shen Jingshu, using her as a pawn in his game.

Wen Huaiqing was really angry.

I thought that after talking with him, he would focus his attention on the important matter we share, but I didn't expect that after talking for a long time, Fu Zijin was still only thinking about Shen Jingshu.

But what does this have to do with him? The Pingyang Marquis's Mansion has always been a royalist. He only needs the support of the Pingyang Marquis's Mansion to take sides, but if Jiang Jin'an is involved, he doesn't need it.

He wanted the position of crown prince, but he didn't want to openly rebel. What he wanted was legitimacy and authority.

Wen Huaizhang and Jiang Jin'an are a pair: one is the eldest son whom the emperor values ​​most, and the other is a favored minister who is even closer to them than the other princes.

We can't win; we simply can't win.

Wen Huaiqing sat at his desk, his fingers lightly tapping the surface. Although he admired Fu Zijin's skill and scheming ability, Fu Zijin's loss of control made him realize that cooperating with such an unpredictable person was fraught with unpredictable variables and risks.

He pondered whether he should seek new allies.

Wen Huaiqing summoned Mo Yun, gave her a few detailed instructions, and then changed his clothes before entering the palace.

Emperor Hui was pleased to see him arrive.

He had few children. Apart from Wen Huaizhang, Prince Qi suffered from a serious illness. Although he was intelligent, he was destined not to achieve great things. The Fifth Prince had no political acumen and only knew how to play and have fun all day long. The other princes were all still young. Only Wen Huaiqing was outstanding in both literary and military arts.

As the crown prince, Wen Huaizhang naturally had a solid foundation and enjoyed the support of many veteran officials in the court, and his power gradually increased. Wen Huaiqing, on the other hand, was good at winning people's hearts and had many supporters in the court.

Both sons were ambitious and talented, a fact well known to Emperor Hui. If they were not kept in check, great chaos would surely ensue.

Therefore, he pretended not to know about Wen Huaiqing's underhanded actions, allowing the two to check and balance each other, thus ensuring the emperor's absolute power and long-term stability.

"What brings you here today, Huaiqing?"

"Your Majesty, I have not paid my respects for a long time and I have been thinking of you. I have come to pay my respects to you."

After exchanging a few words with Emperor Hui, Wen Huaiqing paused, seemingly after careful consideration, and then said with a worried expression, "Father, I have recently heard that there are people smuggling government silver in the suburbs of the capital. Although I have sent people to investigate, I am afraid that my efforts are insufficient. Therefore, I have come to report to you and hope that you will make a decision."

Emperor Hui's expression hardened. "Is this really true?"

Wen Huaiqing was secretly pleased, and continued, "This smuggling of government silver must involve collusion with local officials who abuse their positions to facilitate smuggling. I worry that if this matter is not dealt with promptly, it may..."

He deliberately hesitated, glancing at Emperor Hui.

Emperor Hui's gaze was deep, and he had already made up his mind. "I will have people investigate this matter thoroughly. You continue to keep an eye on things, and report back immediately if you find anything new."

After receiving the order, Wen Huaiqing discussed some state affairs with Emperor Hui and then took his leave.

As he left Xuanqing Gate, a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. He had deliberately spread rumors about the smuggling of government silver. Emperor Hui would definitely send the Commandery to investigate. The Commandery only cared about results, and with a little guidance, they would follow the clues like hunting dogs.

Wen Huaiqing was in a great mood, got into the carriage, and headed towards Xiushui Street.

Xie Wanqing received the letter from the maid. Upon seeing that it was an invitation from Cheng Wenhao, the maid said, "Madam said that since it is Young Master Cheng who invited you, it is entirely up to Miss Xie to go or not."

She didn't think much of it, assuming that Cheng Wenhao really cared about her. She dressed up and took Bi Yi to the appointment.