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

Jiang Jin'an left the palace and immediately rushed to the Pingyang Marquis's residence.

Upon hearing that Jiang Jin'an was requesting an audience, Shen Zizhong slammed the book shut in his hand. "What's he doing here again? It's always the same old troubles of his. He has to come and nag about them every time. Really... I've never seen anyone so troublesome!"

Despite scolding him like this, he still ordered his servants to invite him in.

Jiang Jin'an entered the room and bowed respectfully, "Uncle."

"Hmm." Shen Zizhong picked up his teacup, took a small sip, glanced at him sideways, and said in a nonchalant tone, "What brings you here today?"

"This junior has come to the palace today to meet Your Majesty and request that your wedding date with Jing Shu be moved up to the sixth day of the sixth month."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zizhong nearly spat out his tea, his voice suddenly rising eight octaves, "What did you say? The sixth day of the sixth lunar month? Say it again!"

He slammed the teacup down on the table, his eyes wide with anger. "Jiang Jin'an! Do you think marrying off my daughter is a child's play? It's already late spring, August is already quite rushed, and you still want to bring it up? No way! Absolutely not!"

Song Wan, standing to the side, was overjoyed. She gently tugged at Shen Zizhong's sleeve and said, "Master, this is a good thing. The sooner the Jiang family marries Jing Shu, the sooner we can put our minds at ease."

"What do you know? Such womanly views!" Shen Zizhong was furious, his beard bristling and eyes wide. He glared at Song Wan, then turned to Jiang Jin'an, his tone stern, "You've always been so composed, why are you in such a hurry? What's the reason? Tell me honestly, you...you wouldn't have already..."

Jiang Jin'an lowered his eyes and answered evasively, "Uncle, you are overthinking it. Jing Shu and I are mutually in love and have deep feelings for each other. We do not wish to waste our time, so we humbly request Your Majesty's permission."

"Mutual affection? Mutual understanding?" Shen Zizhong sneered. "I think you're bewitched! How long has she been married? What kind of behavior is this, so impatient! If word gets out, what will become of the reputation of the Pingyang Marquis's mansion?"

Seeing this, Song Wan quickly tried to smooth things over, "Master, what are you saying? Jin'an is only sincere, so please don't be so stubborn. Besides, Jin'an's character and talent are both top-notch, what else do you have to worry about?"

"Auntie, you flatter me. Jing Shu is intelligent and gentle; it is a blessing for me." Jiang Jin'an nodded slightly. "I hope you can convey my regards to Jing Shu."

"Do I have to tell her that?" Song Wan gave him a reproachful look. "You're just too polite. Go, go to Shaoguang Courtyard and see Jing Shu. She's been talking about you these past few days."

Jiang Jin'an agreed and then left.

Shen Zizhong watched his retreating figure and sighed deeply, "That rascal! Wan'er, tell me, am I really getting old? How come I can't understand these young people anymore?"

Song Wan chuckled and stepped forward to massage his shoulders. "Master, you are in your prime, how can you be old? Don't worry about it anymore, your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

After passing through winding corridors and several flowerbeds, Shaoguang Courtyard comes into view.

The courtyard was filled with lush flowers and trees. Shen Jingshu was sitting by the window embroidering, her expression focused. With each stitch, she sketched a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water. Yaoqin stood beside her, whispering something to her.

Jinse, with her sharp eyes, spotted Jiang Jin'an first. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly walked to Shen Jingshu's side, loudly announcing, "Miss, the Commandant has arrived!"

Shen Jingshu was startled and looked up. She saw Jiang Jin'an walking towards her, his posture as upright as a pine tree, with a natural air about him. The sunlight shone on him, as if gilding him with a layer of gold, making her unable to look away for a moment.

As Jiang Jin'an entered the room, he saw Shen Jingshu sitting gracefully in front of the embroidery frame. Her light blue dress accentuated her slender figure, making her appear even more charming and beautiful.

"Jing Shu," he called softly.

"My lord? Is there something wrong with the message I sent Lin Yu?"

"No." Jiang Jin'an's gaze lingered on her for a moment, then he walked to her side and briefly explained the matter of moving the wedding date forward. "You... are you willing?"

"The sixth day of the sixth lunar month?" Shen Jingshu's embroidery frame trembled, the needle tip barely grazing her fingertip, leaving a faint red mark. "Why so suddenly?"

That means there's only a little over a month left? How can we possibly prepare in such a short time?

Jiang Jin'an approached her, took her hand, picked up the brocade handkerchief embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and examined it carefully. "Was it too hasty?"

Shen Jingshu was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her eyes, looked directly at him, and asked, "Is it because I talked with Fu Zijin for a long time?"

Jiang Jin'an felt a little guilty, lowered his eyes to avoid her gaze, put down the handkerchief, and coughed lightly, "Wuchen mentioned it to me."

Shen Jingshu pursed her lips, and immediately understood.

"Didn't you tell me before that you wanted to use him? I was just adding fuel to the fire. I figured it wouldn't be long before he came to you and surrendered himself." Shen Jingshu chuckled. "Now, why are you getting jealous?"

“Yes.” Jiang Jin’an admitted frankly, “I admit that I am unhappy.”

“I know you are exceptionally intelligent and act with discretion. But when I think about how you had such a pleasant conversation with him, I…” He paused, as if searching for the right words, “I just can’t control myself.”

"My relationship with Fu Zijin was nothing more than a charade. Please don't take it to heart, sir."

"Do you know how dangerous this is? What will you do if he harbors ill intentions?" Jiang Jin'an's voice lowered, tinged with worry. "How can a weak woman like you stand against him?"

"Dangerous?" Shen Jingshu chuckled lightly. "Sir, have you forgotten that I have Wuchen by my side? He is highly skilled in martial arts. With him here, who can hurt me?"

"I'm not worried about your safety; I certainly trust Wuchen's skills. It's just..."

"But what?" Shen Jingshu pressed.

She suddenly felt that the man in front of her had shed his usual coldness and majesty, and was actually quite cute. She couldn't help but reach out and touch his cheek. The warmth of his touch made her heart tremble.

Jiang Jin'an didn't speak, but just looked at her quietly, his eyes seeming to sparkle like stars.

Shen Jingshu's heart skipped a beat. She quickly withdrew her hand and said calmly, "Don't worry, my lord, I know what I'm doing and will never put myself in danger."

Jiang Jin'an suddenly sighed, took her hand, and pulled her into his arms. "I just... don't want to wait any longer."

His voice was deep and husky. Shen Jingshu leaned against him, listening to his strong heartbeat, and couldn't help but blush.

This person, why does he say such things!

"If you are unwilling, that's fine. I will report to the Emperor again," Jiang Jin'an said, assuming that she was unwilling when she didn't speak.

“No need.” Shen Jingshu looked up at him. “The sixth day of the sixth month is the sixth day of the sixth month. I have no objection.”

Jiang Jin'an gave her a deep look, as if trying to see right through her.

After a long pause, he slowly spoke, "Okay."

Shen Jingshu knew that Jiang Jin'an did have some doubts about her, but he simply chose to believe her.

However, she had no choice but to exploit his trust to achieve her own goals.

Outside, Wuchen stood with his hands behind his back, watching the two embracing inside, unsure whether to feel joy or sorrow.

Lin Yu nudged him and said with a grin, "Hey, tell me, did you do something good or cause trouble?"

Wuchen glanced at him expressionlessly, then turned and left.

After Jiang Jin'an left, Shen Jingshu called Jinse over and said, "Go tell my mother to have someone re-count my dowry, take a close look, and write down anything that needs to be added. I'm getting married on the sixth day of the sixth lunar month."

"Miss, so fast?" Yaoqin and Jinse were both surprised and looked at each other. "This...this time is too rushed! There are still so many things that haven't been prepared."

"Is it fast?" Shen Jingshu chuckled. "I think it's a bit slow."