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

Jiang Jin'an's words stunned everyone at the table.

Shen Zizhong's wine cup trembled. "Hold a belated wedding banquet?"

Shen Jingshu stared blankly at Jiang Jin'an. Last night, when he brought up this matter, she thought it was just a joke. She never expected that he would take it to heart and bring it up at the banquet.

“Jing Shu married me, and she should have been dressed in a magnificent wedding procession with a phoenix coronet and embroidered robes. But because of me, she suffered injustice. If I hadn’t moved up the wedding date, this wouldn’t have happened. Now that I have returned safely, I should make amends.”

Shen Jingshu thought to herself that this ten-mile-long red bridal procession, complete with phoenix coronet and embroidered robes, was indeed extremely grand.

Upon hearing this, Shen Zizhong's eyes welled up with tears, and he almost shed one.

His daughter had been sensible since she was little, always bearing all her grievances herself and never causing him any worry. Now that Jiang Jin'an treated her this way, he felt very gratified, thinking that his daughter had finally found a good home.

“You are very kind.” Shen Zizhong pondered for a moment, “However, all of these matters were granted by His Majesty’s decree. If we want to make up for them, we need His Majesty’s permission.”

"Don't worry, father-in-law, I will arrange this matter properly," Jiang Jin'an said.

Song Wan nodded in agreement, "That's excellent. Jing Shu, what do you think?"

Shen Jingshu looked up at Jiang Jin'an, her eyes sparkling, "I leave it to my husband to decide."

After lunch, as the sun began to set and the heat subsided slightly, Jiang Jin'an, accompanied by Shen Jingshu, bid farewell to Shen Zizhong and Song Wan and boarded the carriage back to the Jiang residence.

Shen Jingshu leaned against the carriage wall, gently lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked back at the vermilion gate, a feeling she couldn't quite describe welling up inside her.

Jiang Jin'an followed her gaze and asked gently, "Are you reluctant to part with it?"

Shen Jingshu shook her head and lowered the carriage curtain. "It was just that I was thinking about some things from the past."

In her past life, she left the Marquis's mansion in the same way, married into the Fu family, only to end up with her family destroyed and her life ruined. Now, as she leaves again, the sense of separation makes her somewhat uneasy.

The carriage fell silent, with only the sound of wheels rolling over the cobblestones.

Halfway there, Jiang Jin'an suddenly spoke up: "I have arranged for people to secretly escort my father-in-law and mother-in-law, so that we can take care of them if anything unusual happens."

Shen Jingshu felt a warmth in her heart and grasped his hand, "Thank you."

Jiang Jin'an gripped her hand tightly, then remained silent.

it is more than words.

Upon arriving at the Jiang residence, Jiang Jin'an did not take her directly back to Yulu Garden, but instead went to the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is located in the northwest corner of the mansion. Shen Jingshu came once yesterday, and apart from the servants cleaning it regularly, only Jiang Jin'an comes here on weekdays.

Jiang Jin'an walked to the offering table, lit three incense sticks, and handed them to Shen Jingshu. The two knelt side by side on the prayer mat and respectfully bowed three times to the memorial tablet.

"Father, Mother, your unfilial son is late in returning home."

Jiang Jin'an's voice echoed in the empty ancestral hall, "This is Jing Shu. Today, my son has come with her to see you. May your spirits in heaven bless us with peace and prosperity."

He's usually a man of few words, but now he was talking on and on.

From childhood anecdotes to how he met and fell in love with Shen Jingshu, and how he overcame numerous hardships to return to the capital, he recounted every detail in detail.

Shen Jingshu listened quietly from the side, as if she had participated in his past life.

As dusk settled after we left the ancestral hall, we returned to Yulu Garden. After dinner, Yaoqin and Jinse had already prepared hot water.

After Shen Jingshu bathed and changed her clothes, she sat in front of her dressing table, and Yaoqin wrung out her long hair for her.

Jiang Jin'an pushed open the door and came in, holding a dry handkerchief in his hand. He walked behind her and took over Yaoqin's work, saying, "Let me do it."

Yaoqin immediately moved aside, left, and closed the door behind her.

Having experienced yesterday, Shen Jingshu was much more relaxed and obediently leaned into his arms, letting him wipe her long hair. "You said a lot in the ancestral hall today."

"Hmm." Jiang Jin'an responded, her hands still moving. "I usually have no one to talk to, but since you're here today, I've said a lot more."

Shen Jingshu thought about it and agreed.

Excluding Lin Yu and Wu Chen, the only people he was close to were Gu Changyi and the subordinates of the Commandery.

The Emperor and the Crown Prince treat him well, but there is a difference between ruler and subject, so he can't say such things to them.

Thinking of this, Shen Jingshu turned around and looked at him, "From now on, I'll be listening to you."

After wringing her hair dry, Jiang Jin'an kissed the top of her head and carried her to the bed.

The bed curtains were drawn low, and Shen Jingshu raised her hand to wrap around his neck, pulling him towards her. Their foreheads touched, their breaths mingling. Jiang Jin'an stopped, his eyes darkening, like black jade, reflecting her figure.

If a wedding banquet is to be held, it should naturally be complete.

This is the true respect for Jing Shu.

He took a few deep breaths and whispered a few words in her ear.

Shen Jingshu's face flushed bright red instantly. She raised her fist and punched him, but the force was very light. "You...you, how could you..."

She was both ashamed and angry, and turned away from him, her ears burning red.

Jiang Jin'an was in a good mood, hugging his wife from behind and gently coaxing her.

The next morning, when Shen Jingshu woke up, the seat next to her was empty.

She got up and called Yaoqin and Jinse to help her change clothes and wash up.

"Madam, the master has already gone to court," Yaoqin said, her voice tinged with amusement.

Jinse added, "The master also instructed that you should sleep a little longer and that the maids should not disturb you."

Shen Jingshu nodded. She walked to the table and saw several account books on it.

"Are these the Jiang family's account books?" Shen Jingshu asked.

"Yes," Jinse replied. "The master said that you can take a look first."

When the sun was high in the sky, Jiang Jin'an returned from court and saw this scene.

His wife was sitting at the table, engrossed in looking at the account books, and didn't even notice that he had returned.

For once, the Commandant felt a pang of jealousy towards the account book.

She pointed to a few entries and said, "There seems to be a problem with these accounts. The income and expenditure don't match. It doesn't seem like a mistake; it looks like someone did it on purpose. Have Jiang Zhen investigate."

Every entry in the Jiang family's account books is related to the operation of the mansion, and besides, this is now her home.

Yaoqin was about to agree when she saw Jiang Jin'an raise his hand, signaling her to be quiet. She smiled and stepped aside.

Shen Jingshu was watching intently, completely unaware that Jiang Jin'an had already walked up behind her.

Jiang Jin'an leaned down and rested his chin on her neck, his warm breath brushing against her ear, causing her body to tremble slightly.

"I am very pleased that my wife has been so devoted."

A familiar voice rang in her ears, startling Shen Jingshu. She turned around abruptly, her forehead almost hitting his chin.

She glared at him reproachfully, "Why do you walk so quietly?"

Jiang Jin'an chuckled and pulled her into his arms. "I just didn't want to disturb you, Madam." He whispered in her ear, "These accounts do have some issues. I've already had Jiang Zhen investigate."

Shen Jingshu then remembered the important matter, "Why are you back so early today? Aren't you going to the Commandery?"

“Nothing much is happening today, so I came back early to keep you company.” Jiang Jin’an released her and naturally took her hand. “Let’s go, I’ll take you to the palace.”

Shen Jingshu was taken aback, "Enter the palace?"

"Yes." Jiang Jin'an nodded. "His Majesty wishes to see you."

Shen Jingshu then remembered this.