The rumor storm, like a fleeting storm, raged across the bustling capital before finally subsiding. And after this storm, Su Jinli and Jiang Yan's marriage, far from being affected in the slightest, became even more stable, as unshakable as a rock. Witnessing the wisdom and determination of Su Jinli and Jiang Yan, and the widespread support for them, the Wang and Liu clans knew the situation was hopeless and no longer dared to stir up trouble. They could only retreat in disgrace, quietly swallowing the bitter fruit of failure.

As the wedding date approached like a swallow returning to its nest, the Prime Minister's and the Champion's residences instantly erupted into a frenzy of activity. The entire residence seemed like a meticulously run machine, each corner teeming with activity and a joyful atmosphere. Su Qingyao, meanwhile, shuttled through the rooms daily, her steps brisk and eager, joyfully delivering a variety of dowry to Su Jinli's room. Today, it was a pair of newly forged gold bracelets, gleaming softly and luxuriously in the sunlight. The exquisite craftsmanship and delicate carvings on the bracelets symbolized good fortune and prosperity. Tomorrow, it would be several boxes of imported rouge and powder. Upon opening the boxes, the rich aroma filled the air, transporting one to a bustling market in a foreign land.

That day, Su Qingyao walked into Su Jinli's room as usual, with light steps. She held an exquisite brocade box in her hand, a mysterious smile in her eyes. She walked up to Su Jinli, casually tossed the box to her, and said, "Here, this is the 'lucky husband lock' I specially ordered the craftsmen to make. Wear it."

Su Jinli gently took the brocade box, her heart filled with curiosity. She slowly opened it, only to see an exquisite golden lock inside. The golden lock was exquisitely shaped and had a soft texture. It was engraved with the words "Wangfu" (prosperous husband) in a simple and lively font, as if it contained a mysterious power. Su Jinli looked at the golden lock and couldn't help but chuckle. She looked up at Su Qingyao and said, "Eldest sister, why do you believe that?"

Su Qingyao raised her head slightly, turned her head away with a proud look, and said, "Believe it or not, it just looks good when you wear it. Anyway, you can't let others say bad things about you. As long as it's good for you, I'm willing to give it to you." Although her voice was deliberately tough, her eyes were full of concern and love for Su Jinli.

Meanwhile, Young Marquis Su was like a tireless little follower, clinging to Jiang Yan day and night. His admiration for Jiang Yan was unending, like a torrent of water, and he insisted on learning martial arts from Jiang Yan, full of longing for his own future as majestic as Jiang Yan. One day, he approached Jiang Yan again, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, and said, "Brother Jiang Yan, when you become prime minister, you must teach me how to be an official! I want to be an extraordinary person like you."

Jiang Yan looked at the young man before him, full of vigor and dreams, and couldn't help but laugh and cry. He reached out and gently patted Young Marquis Su on the head, saying, "You should first memorize the Analects. Only with knowledge in your mind can you do better in the future."

Meanwhile, Su Xiang was quietly preparing for his daughter's marriage. He knew all too well how difficult it had been for his daughter over the years, and now, seeing her about to embark on a new and happy chapter in her life, he was filled with joy and emotion. One day, when no one was paying attention, he secretly pulled Su Jinli aside, carefully pulled out a land deed from his pocket, and placed it in Su Jinli's hand, saying softly, "This is a street in the south of the city. I'll give it to you as a dowry. If you have any business you'd like to start, go for it. Dad will always be your strongest support."

Su Jinli looked at the deed in her hand, a warm feeling welling up in her heart. She looked into her father's eyes, filled with deep affection and love, and her eyes moistened slightly. She knew that this wasn't just the deed to a street, but also the weight of her father's love. Looking back, in this life, she was no longer the pitiful pawn at the mercy of others, but a treasure cherished and cared for by her entire family. The love of her family, like the warm spring sun, warmed her heart and brought her a sense of unprecedented happiness and peace of mind.

Finally, on the day before the wedding, the night, like a piece of black satin, gently enveloped the capital. The bright moon hung high in the sky, casting a cool and soft glow, adorning the entire city with a dreamlike atmosphere. Taking advantage of the night, Jiang Yan, like a mischievous teenager, scaled the wall and entered the prime minister's residence. In his hand, he held a meticulously crafted sugar painting of a phoenix, so lifelike that it seemed ready to take flight at any moment. He walked effortlessly to the garden where Su Jinli often stayed and saw her standing quietly in the moonlight, like a blooming white lotus, beautiful and serene.

Jiang Yan walked up to Su Jinli, his eyes full of tenderness and love, and whispered, "I'm going to marry you tomorrow. Are you nervous?" His voice was as soft and warm as the breeze blowing across the lake.

Su Jinli tilted her head slightly, looking at Jiang Yan, her eyes gleaming brightly. She reached out to take the sugar phoenix and gently bit into it, feeling the sugar slowly melt in her mouth, the sweetness spreading deep into her heart. She smiled and said, "I'm not nervous. I'm just... a little excited." Her smile was like fireworks blooming in the night sky, brilliant and beautiful.

Jiang Yan looked at Su Jinli's smile, his heart filled with joy. He stretched out his arms and gently hugged Su Jinli, as if embracing the whole world. He whispered, "Me too. From the first moment I saw you, I've been looking forward to this day."

The moonlight, like water, quietly sprinkled on the two of them, as if covering them with a layer of silver gauze. Su Jinli leaned in Jiang Yan's arms, listening to his strong and steady heartbeat, and an inexplicable emotion welled up in her heart. At this moment, all the grievances suffered in her previous life disappeared like a passing cloud. In this life, with her own efforts, she not only successfully avenged herself, but also regained the love of her family. Even more fortunately, she met the person in front of her who was willing to accompany her through life and turn all the grievances into sweetness.

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