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

"Miss, the Commandant is at Jinhua Tower."

Within two days, Shen Jingshu had indeed tracked down Jiang Jin'an's whereabouts. Overjoyed, she quickly took Yaoqin and Jinse and went out.

Upon arriving at Jinhua Tower, the other servant responsible for keeping an eye on Jiang Jin'an was standing at the door of the private room on the second floor, trembling and pale-faced, almost kneeling down. He stammered, "Sir, I was just following my young lady's orders to go back and report when I saw you... I absolutely did not mean to follow you."

Before Jiang Jin'an could speak, Gu Changyi, sitting opposite him, suddenly became interested. He leaned forward and asked with a hint of teasing, "Who is your daughter?"

"It's me." A melodious, bell-like reply came from behind. Jiang Jin'an looked up and saw a woman dressed in a bright red brocade spring dress gracefully approaching. She had bright eyes and white teeth, and her beauty was flamboyant and unrestrained.

Shen Jingshu stopped at the door of the private room and curtsied to Jiang Jin'an. "Commander, I am Shen Jingshu from the Pingyang Marquis's residence. I have something to discuss with you." She raised her head, but unexpectedly met his deep, dark eyes.

Shen Jingshu suddenly felt a little flustered.

"Miss Shen?!" Gu Changyi suddenly called out, breaking the awkward atmosphere. "What do you want with Jin'an?"

Jiang Jin'an glanced at Lin Yu beside him. Lin Yu understood immediately and stepped forward. With swift and decisive movements, he pulled Gu Changyi up from his seat and dragged him away. "Second Young Master Gu, the Duke has summoned you back to the manor for dinner."

Gu Changyi looked puzzled: "Huh?"

He wanted to watch the show, but Lin Yu was too strong, and he was dragged and pulled, making his back look rather disheveled.

After Gu Changyi was dragged away, Jiang Jin quietly looked at Shen Jingshu without speaking immediately. The atmosphere in the private room became somewhat heavy, with only the aroma of tea lingering in the air.

After a brief silence, Jiang Jin'an slightly raised his chin, gesturing for Shen Jingshu to sit down. "What business does Miss Shen have that requires someone to keep an eye on her?"

Shen Jingshu sat down, signaling Yaoqin and Jinxiu to close the door and stand guard outside. Her expression gradually regained its composure as she said, "I can't very well go to the gates of Dengjiang Prefecture and the Commandery." As she spoke, her gaze fell on the teacup in front of Jiang Jin'an. She reached out, picked up the teapot, and poured tea for Jiang Jin'an. "The assassination attempt at the Spring Banquet was Wen Huaiqing's doing."

Jiang Jin'an's eyes instantly turned cold. He grabbed Shen Jingshu's wrist, causing the tea to veer off course and spill onto the table.

His tone was extremely calm, carrying a hint of coldness: "One should not speak carelessly."

"Whether it's nonsense or not, you should know in your heart." Shen Jingshu met his gaze without fear. "I also know that Wen Huaiqing has been trying to get rid of the Crown Prince and take his place."

Jiang Jin'an looked at her. The girl had a smile on her face, but the resentment and scheming in her eyes were undisguised. He released her hand, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he asked, "What do you want?"

"I have many requests, but I need your help with a small favor first."

"Go ahead," Jiang Jin'an said, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"After the Spring Banquet, I'm sure you've heard about my affair with Fu Zijin. I will choose a suitable time to publicly announce that I have someone I love and that I will marry no one but you. And that person is Lord Jiang."

Fu Zijin?

Upon hearing this name, Jiang Jin'an paused slightly, then picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said, "Miss Shen, do you know that the person who saved you at the foot of Jade Dragon Mountain that day was not Young Master Fu?"

A look of disbelief flashed across Shen Jingshu's face. She only knew that Fu Zijin had orchestrated the whole thing that day, but she had never suspected that the savior was someone else. "Does Your Excellency know who it is?"

"it's me."

Jiang Jin'an put down his teacup and looked at Shen Jingshu's reaction. A smile seemed to appear on his usually cold face, but it vanished in an instant.

“So, this is also my duty,” Jiang Jin’an said. “I’ll take care of your matter.”

Jiang Mansion.

Gu Changyi sat on the corridor, swinging her legs leisurely. "What's going on between you and Miss Shen?"

Jiang Jin'an glanced at him. "Why aren't you going back to your Duke's mansion? What are you doing here all the time?"

"Grandmother has passed away, why would I go back and make myself uncomfortable?" Gu Changyi said disdainfully. He jumped down and walked alongside Jiang Jin'an. "Are you very familiar with Miss Shen?"

Jiang Jin'an thought for a moment and nodded silently.

What does she want with you?

Jiang Jin'an stopped and turned to look at Gu Changyi. Gu Changyi seemed to sense a hint of danger and subconsciously took a step back. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You seem to have a lot of free time."

"..."

"Help me do something."

"..."

The next day, the winds in the capital shifted again—someone witnessed Miss Shen from the Marquis of Pingyang's mansion chatting happily with Jiang Jin'an, the head of the Commandery, at Jinhua Tower. Later, the Commandery even escorted Miss Shen back to her mansion, and the two seemed to have fallen in love.

"But isn't Miss Shen with the young master of the Fu family...? Why doesn't the Commandant care?"

"Be careful what you say! Don't get yourself into trouble!"

……

Fu Zijin stood quietly in the study, shrouded in a gloomy aura. After a long while, he slowly raised his hand and gently pushed an inkstone off the desk.

With a muffled crash, the inkstone shattered on the ground, splashing ink that stained his blue robe.

“Brother Zijin…” Xie Wanqing was startled and timidly walked over. “Don’t worry too much. Your uncle will definitely not allow your sister to associate with him. Your uncle has always appreciated you the most. If you go and plead with him again, he will definitely…”

"What do you know?" Fu Zijin slightly raised his eyes, his cold gaze sweeping over Xie Wanqing, making her shiver involuntarily.

He didn't believe Xie Wanqing when she told him that Shen Jingshu had someone she liked.

But today I heard that this person is Jiang Jin'an?

It just so happens to be Jiang Jin'an.

These three words were like a thorn in his throat.

Xie Wanqing gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and concealed the suppressed hatred in her eyes. Why couldn't Shen Jingshu just obediently marry Brother Zijin and then obediently die?!

She steadied herself and continued, "Brother Zijin, no matter what, we can't just sit here and wait to die. We have to think of a way to make my sister change her mind."

Fu Zijin remained silent for a moment, then walked to the window, gazing at the warm spring sunlight streaming in, and murmured, "Change of heart? Easier said than done. Jiang Jin'an... Jing Shu's relationship with him is not simply a matter of being bewitched by him."

Xie Wanqing's heart skipped a beat, and she tentatively asked, "Brother Zijin, are you saying that my sister has another purpose in being with Jiang Jin'an?"

Fu Zijin frowned, but said nothing more. He straightened his clothes and walked straight toward the Pingyang Marquis's residence without saying a word.

Seeing this, Xie Wanqing quickly followed.