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

Fu Zijin and Xie Wanqing arrived at the entrance of the Marquis's residence one after the other. When Xie Wanqing saw Fu Zijin standing at the gate, she nodded to him subtly before returning to the residence first.

Shen Jingshu was in Song Wan's courtyard, being interrogated repeatedly by the couple, and had already endured a long morning.

Shen Zizhong had only gone to court for routine business, but on his way back he heard that his daughter had such a subtle relationship with Jiang Jin'an. When he thought of how the Jiang family boy could still perform the court ceremony with a calm expression when he saw him, as if nothing had happened, Shen Zizhong felt an inexplicable anger ignite in his heart.

"Jing Shu, you must tell your father the truth. What exactly is going on between you and Jiang Jin'an?"

Shen Jingshu sighed helplessly, "Father, I did not pledge my life to him. We just happened to meet and had a cup of tea together."

"Just happened to run into each other for a cup of tea? Jing Shu, the other day you said you had someone you loved and therefore didn't want to marry Fu Zijin. Is that person Jiang Jin'an?"

Hearing this, Song Wan's face immediately showed displeasure. "Why are you still bringing up Fu Zijin? Although he is your student and saved Jing Shu, his intentions are not pure. There are other ways to thank him. Why give your daughter's life to him? If you ask me, the Commandant is a better choice."

Just as Shen Jingshu was about to argue, she saw the maid leading Xie Wanqing over.

"Greetings, Aunt and Uncle." Xie Wanqing bowed, then looked at Shen Jingshu, hesitating as if she were in a difficult position. "Sister Jingshu, I just came back and saw Young Master Fu standing outside the door. The gatekeeper said... he has been standing there for quite a while."

"If he wants to stand, then let him stand. What, do you feel sorry for him?" Shen Jingshu looked at Xie Wanqing with a hint of mockery and indifference in her eyes.

Despite her anger, Xie Wanqing said with a wronged expression, "Wanqing is just worried that outsiders will gossip about this."

Shen Zizhong pondered for a moment and then said, "Jing Shu, no matter what, Zi Jin has been standing outside the door for a long time. It's only right and wrong for you to go and explain things to him. Don't let others laugh at us, and don't let him think that our Marquis's Mansion is heartless."

Although Shen Jingshu felt indifferent, thinking of the tragic state of the Shen family in her previous life, she wanted to personally sever his hopes. She nodded and said, "Father is right. Since he didn't come to see you today, there's no need to let him into the mansion. I'll go find him myself." With that, she led Yaoqin and Jinse toward the mansion gate.

Xie Wanqing watched Shen Jingshu's retreating figure, a barely perceptible hint of resentment flashing in her eyes. She bit her lip and said to Song Wan, "Aunt, I'm worried that Sister Jingshu will get into a fight with Young Master Fu. I want to go and see."

Song Wan glanced at her and sighed, "Go ahead, don't cause any trouble."

When Shen Jingshu arrived at the gate of the mansion, she saw Fu Zijin standing there quietly with his head down, looking somewhat lonely. Curious people had already stopped to watch.

Fu Zijin was actually quite handsome, standing tall and elegant, with a smile as bright as the moon. But now, in Shen Jingshu's eyes, his former charm had vanished, leaving only disgust.

She leaned closer to Yaoqin, quickly whispered a few words, and stepped out of the mansion.

"Young Master Fu, what are you up to?" Shen Jingshu broke the silence first, her tone indifferent.

Fu Zijin looked up when he heard the voice and saw Shen Jingshu standing on the steps. His eyes lit up instantly. "Jingshu, I want to say a few words to you."

"Just say what you have to say."

Would you marry me?

"I don't want to."

His question was direct, and Shen Jingshu's answer was equally crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation or doubt, piercing straight to Fu Zijin's heart.

Fu Zijin continued, "Is it because of Jiang Jin'an?"

Shen Jingshu smiled and said, "What's it to you?"

"How could it be unrelated to me! We met when we were young, and I fell in love with you at first sight. During the three days at the foot of Jade Dragon Mountain, I was even more..."

Upon hearing the name Yulong Mountain, Shen Jingshu wanted to expose him, but someone suddenly shouted, "Hey, make way! It's the Commandant!"

A sound of horses' hooves approached from afar. Shen Jingshu looked up and saw Jiang Jin'an riding a tall horse, looking imposing and majestic. His python robe made him appear even more dignified.

He stopped in front of the door, dismounted, and walked straight to Shen Jingshu's side. Looking down at her, he said, "It's only been a day. Do you really want to be a daughter-in-law of the Fu family?"

These words shocked even Shen Jingshu. But Jiang Jin'an looked at her with a pitiful expression and a hint of resentment in his eyes, which was quite different from his usual ruthless demeanor.

She subconsciously swallowed the words she wanted to say and simply shook her head silently.

Jiang Jin'an seemed satisfied at this point, and took Shen Jingshu's hand, turned around to protect her behind him, and looked at Fu Zijin.

A warm touch came from her fingertips, and Shen Jingshu's cheeks flushed slightly. She moved her wrist and whispered reproachfully, "What are you doing? There are so many people here. Let go."

Jiang Jin'an seemed not to hear, but instead tightened his grip on her hand. He nodded slightly to Fu Zijin and said, "Young Master Fu, thank you for saving Jing Shu at the foot of Jade Dragon Mountain that day."

As the crowd grew larger, they saw their supposedly invincible ruler being so humble and intimate with Miss Shen. What else could they not understand? It was probably all just wishful thinking on Young Master Fu's part.

Fu Zijin's expression grew increasingly grim as he watched the intimate interaction between the two. "Commander, there are some things I would like to hear from Jing Shu herself."

Shen Jingshu peeked out from behind Jiang Jin'an and said impatiently, "Didn't I say I didn't want to? As the top scholar in the imperial examination, do you think you can't understand what I'm saying?"

"You remember, right?" Fu Zijin stared at Shen Jingshu and suddenly blurted out a sentence.

Shen Jingshu was taken aback.

Fu Zijin understood immediately. He chuckled and turned to leave.

Seeing him walk away, Jiang Jin'an let go of his hand and turned to ask, "Is there anything wrong?"

Shen Jingshu was still staring at Fu Zijin's back when she heard two soft coughs behind her. Shen Zizhong and Song Wan had appeared in the front yard at some point.

"Not close friends?" Shen Zizhong glared, his beard bristling.

"Just happened to run into you?" Song Wan asked expressionlessly.

Shen Jingshu remained silent, then turned to look at Jiang Jin'an, who calmly stepped forward and gave a junior's greeting, "Uncle, Aunt."

Uncle? Aunt?

In this world, besides the Emperor himself, who else would dare to allow this living Yama to use such an honorific title?

Shen Zizhong was speechless.

Seeing Fu Zijin being humiliated in the street, Xie Wanqing wished she could tear Shen Jingshu to pieces!

She and Chunlan hid at the corner of an alley, hoping to see Fu Zijin when no one was paying attention, when suddenly she felt a pain in the back of her neck and fell straight down.

Lin Yu, carrying Wu Chen, disappeared behind the courtyard wall.