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

When Shen Jingshu heard him say it was a minor injury, her heart sank, and she reached out to unbutton his clothes.

"Take off your clothes, let me see."

Jiang Jin'an was taken aback, and subconsciously pressed her hand down. Afraid that she would be anxious, he said with a hint of teasing, "In broad daylight, is it... not appropriate for Madam to be like this?"

Shen Jingshu raised her eyes and glared at him, her voice tinged with annoyance, "Does Your Excellency still have the mind to joke?"

Her almond-shaped eyes were still wet, with redness at the corners. When Jiang Jin'an saw her like this, his heart softened, and he took back the joke he had just made.

He sighed, his tone somewhat aggrieved, "This morning I heard you calling the servants and that Wang woman 'husband,' how come now that it's just the two of us, you're acting like an adult?"

Shen Jingshu's cheeks flushed instantly, and she turned her head away from him, asking, "Where exactly are you hurt?"

Jiang Jin'an took her hand again and placed it on his left shoulder. "Here."

His palms were large and warm, with a slightly rough texture. Shen Jingshu felt as if her hand was being burned by fire. She tried to pull her hand away, but he held it firmly, and she couldn't move. She could only turn her attention to his wound.

She insisted on seeing the wound, so Jiang Jin'an let her have her way.

He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his left shoulder wrapped in white silk, which was stained with blood. The dark red color was chilling to look at.

She avoided the bloodstains, her fingertips tracing the white silk handkerchief on his shoulder blade, a pang of heartache in her eyes. "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Jin'an shook her head, "I'm much better now, don't worry."

His young wife was frowning, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to smooth it out, but Shen Jingshu pressed his hand down.

"Don't move! What if the wound reopens?"

Jiang Jin'an looked at her, his eyes so tender they could melt water, "Okay, I won't move."

Shen Jingshu turned to Yaoqin and instructed, "Quickly go and get the medicine box. I need to reapply the medicine to the master."

Yaoqin had been waiting outside. Upon hearing this, she immediately went to retrieve the medicine box.

Shen Jingshu opened the medicine box, which was neatly filled with various bottles and jars. She took out wound medicine and a clean white silk, and then carefully untied the old white silk from Jiang Jin'an's shoulder.

As the white silk was unwrapped layer by layer, the wound was gradually revealed.

It was a knife wound about three inches long, with the skin and flesh turned outwards and blood and gore all over it, which shows how dangerous the situation must have been.

She suppressed her heartache and gently wiped the blood around the wound with a cotton ball soaked in medicated wine, her movements extremely gentle, afraid of hurting him. But Jiang Jin'an seemed not to feel the pain at all, just quietly watching her with focused and affectionate eyes.

After cleaning the wound, Shen Jingshu carefully applied wound medicine and then re-bandaged it with a clean white silk cloth.

As she bandaged the wound, she whispered, "The wound is so deep, how can it be considered a minor injury? Don't be so reckless in the future!"

Jiang Jin'an responded softly, "Okay."

Looking at Shen Jingshu's serious profile, his heart softened.

After bandaging his wound and helping him put on his clothes, Shen Jingshu breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked up and found Jiang Jin'an staring intently at her, his eyes deep and unfathomable, as if trying to draw her in.

Shen Jingshu's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly looked away, not daring to look into his eyes again.

Jiang Jin'an chuckled and stopped teasing her, smoothly shifting the topic to business, "Fu Zijin was quite proactive during this trip to Yanzhou, providing a lot of details."

Shen Jingshu was somewhat surprised, "Him? He's not..."

She suddenly remembered the deal she had made with Fu Zijin before, and realized, "It seems that Fu Zijin is more decisive than I thought."

Jiang Jin'an didn't seem to care, and said calmly, "He wants to enter officialdom as soon as possible, so naturally he has to act quickly. Now that he has a share in the credit, I have already informed the Emperor, and I expect there will be results soon. I just don't know how far he can go."

Shen Jingshu nodded. She knew Fu Zijin was cunning and that everything he did was for his own benefit. She just hadn't expected him to be so resolute and to change his stance so quickly.

Seeing Shen Jingshu's thoughtful expression, Jiang Jin'an said, "You took a huge risk by getting involved yourself and setting a trap to lure Xie Wanqing into it. You must never take such risks again in the future."

Mentioning this, Shen Jingshu felt a little guilty, knowing that she had indeed taken a risk this time.

Her eyes darted away, and she whispered in defense, "I...I'm fine."

"Are you alright?" Jiang Jin'an put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his embrace. "Do you know what kind of poison that is? If something had happened, would you still be sitting here perfectly fine?"

He recalled Emperor Hui's words and felt a chill of fear.

Upon returning to the capital to report, Zhao Yan was imprisoned. Jiang Jin'an secretly entered the palace late at night and handed over a thick stack of evidence, but Emperor Hui did not even look at it, only saying that Shen Jingshu had been poisoned recently.

At that moment, he wished he could leave Emperor Hui behind and rush to the Marquis of Pingyang's residence, wanting only to see Shen Jingshu immediately and confirm that she was safe and sound.

But Emperor Hui stopped him, and after several conversations, Jiang Jin'an had no choice but to stay in the palace for the time being. Emperor Hui was actually fully aware of the situation, but he deliberately chose not to interfere, so no one could interfere.

For the first time, Jiang Jin'an felt that he still didn't have enough power.

Shen Jingshu's heart pounded as he held her.

Jiang Jin'an didn't want to bring up these things at this time. He leaned down and rested his chin on the crook of her neck, his warm breath tickling her ear. "Shall we hold the nuptial ceremony again?"

Shen Jingshu was amused by him and said reproachfully, "There's no reason to hold it again. Isn't the capital lively enough?"

"Why care about others? I want to go through all the formalities of marriage with you, including the three letters and six rites. I want everyone to know that you are my lawfully wedded wife, Jiang Jin'an."

Shen Jingshu straightened up and looked into his eyes.

She suddenly recalled her past life and was filled with emotion.

Seeing that she was lost in thought, Jiang Jin'an asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Little did he know that Shen Jingshu was currently going through every single moment in her mind that was related to him in both her past and present lives.

She laughed, her eyes sparkling like stars. "In March, I was afraid of you when I saw you, but now in June, I am married to you. The world is truly full of wonders."

Jiang Jin'an laughed as well, "I remember you said you wanted a fake marriage."

Shen Jingshu asked him, "Does this cooperation still stand?"

Jiang Jin'an looked down at the person in front of him. She was beautiful and otherworldly. He couldn't help but think of the day they first met. She was in danger, but she was like the most dazzling pearl, making him fall in love at first sight.

He shook his head, took Shen Jingshu's hand and kissed it. "It doesn't count. How fortunate I am to have married the best woman in the world."