Inside the Zhuangyuan Mansion, the meticulously decorated wedding hall resembled a gleaming golden palace, radiating its splendor. Red silk, like ethereal flames, danced freely between the beams and pillars; wedding candles radiated a soft, warm glow, illuminating the entire space with a dreamlike quality. Auspicious dragon and phoenix motifs were everywhere, from the hanging plaques to the carpets, every detail embodying the grandeur and solemnity of this wedding. Under the gaze of the crowd, Su Jinli, adorned in a resplendent phoenix coronet and bridal robe, and Jiang Yan, a dashing figure in a red robe, slowly entered the wedding hall, completing the sacred and solemn ceremony of worshipping heaven and earth. Then, surrounded by the crowd and accompanied by their blessings, the two were escorted to the warmly and romantically decorated bridal chamber.

"Huh, it's finally over." Su Jinli sat down gently on the bed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders. She breathed a sigh of relief, her voice filled with a sense of relief. This wedding had carried so much anticipation and so many twists and turns, and at this moment, she felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

Jiang Yan looked at her tenderly, his eyes filled with tenderness. He slowly walked behind Su Jinli and carefully removed her phoenix crown, his movements as gentle as a breeze brushing against petals. Seeing the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, like dewdrops rolling on lotus leaves in the morning, Jiang Yan couldn't help but chuckle softly, his smile as warm as the spring sun. "Tired?" His voice was low and soft, as if carrying a reassuring magic.

"I'm so tired," Su Jinli said, collapsing onto the bed like a lazy kitten. "It's even more tiring than writing ten storybooks." She pouted slightly, her charming expression making people laugh. Writing storybooks was already a draining task for her, and the tedious process of this wedding had left her exhausted.

At that moment, the door was gently pushed open, and Lingge walked in with light steps, holding the wedding wine in her hands. Her face was filled with joy, and she said softly, "Miss, son-in-law, please drink the wedding wine." Her voice was crisp and pleasant, as if she was also sending the best wishes to the newlyweds.

Su Jinli and Jiang Yan smiled at each other, their eyes filled with love and tacit understanding. They slowly stood up, took the wedding wine from Lingge's hand, and gently sipped it. The wine, with a hint of sweetness, seemed to nourish their hearts. Jiang Yan suddenly leaned close to Su Jinli's ear, his breath warm, and whispered softly, "Jinli, no one will bully you anymore." His voice was like a vow, firm and powerful, as if building an indestructible wall of protection for Su Jinli.

Su Jinli tilted her head slightly, gazing into Jiang Yan's gentle yet resolute eyes, as if she could see the entire world through them. A warm current surged in her heart, a warm feeling spreading throughout her body. She nodded gently, her voice tinged with emotion: "Yeah." This simple word was filled with her trust and reliance on Jiang Yan.

Time passed slowly, and the day after the wedding, the situation in the capital suddenly changed. Princess Pingyang, guilty of maliciously slandering an imperial official, committed an unforgivable offense and was confined to the palace by imperial decree. Once arrogant and domineering, she was now confined to her small world, filled with regret for her actions. The Liu family and the Wang family, for their involvement in the conspiracy against Su Jinli and Jiang Yan, also received due punishment and were demoted. Their former glory was instantly shattered. Upon hearing this, the people of the capital were filled with discussion, all believing that Miss Su was indeed a woman with the aura of a prosperous husband. She had cleared many obstacles upon her wedding, paving a smooth path for her and her husband's future.

After this turmoil, the capital gradually returned to its former tranquility. Su Jinli devoted her energy to managing the bookstore. This bookstore was her heart and soul, carrying her dreams and aspirations. Inside, the bookstore was filled with a variety of books, emitting a faint scent of ink. After leaving court every day, Jiang Yan could not wait to rush to the bookstore to accompany Su Jinli and help her with her accounts. He sat at the desk, brush in hand, carefully recording each account, his expression of concentration as if he was handling important court affairs.

"Madam," Jiang Yan pointed to the account book, his eyes gleaming with joy, "this month's profit has increased again." There was a hint of pride in his voice, as if this was not only the achievement of the bookstore, but also the result of their joint efforts.

Su Jinli perked up immediately upon hearing this. She leaned over to look at the account book like a child, her eyes filled with surprise. Then, she suddenly tilted her head slightly and said to Jiang Yan coquettishly, "Then you have to reward me." Her eyes were filled with a hint of playfulness and anticipation, like twinkling stars in the night sky.

"What reward do you want?" Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly with a doting smile on his face. As long as it was what Su Jinli wanted, he was willing to satisfy her.

"I want you to go buy sugar paintings with me!" Su Jinli said excitedly, her smile as bright and beautiful as a flower blooming in spring. For her, sugar paintings are not just a delicacy, but also a beautiful memory of her childhood and a symbol of happiness.

"Okay." Jiang Yan agreed without hesitation. Seeing Su Jinli's happy face, his heart was also filled with joy. As long as he could see her smile, he felt that anything he did was worth it.

Hand in hand, the two slowly walked out of the bookstore like a couple in love. The warm sunlight shone upon them, as if draping them in a golden veil, the balmy feeling refreshing and delightful. Young Marquis Su spotted them from afar, his eyes suddenly brightening. Like a cheerful fawn, he ran over, carrying a wooden sword, shouting, "Sister! Brother Jiang Yan! I want to go too!" That energetic voice seemed to dispel all the gloom.

Su Qingyao followed behind with graceful steps, holding a freshly mixed rouge in her hand. She smiled and said, "Jinli, try this color, called 'Zhuangyuanhong'." Her gentle voice was like a spring breeze, making people feel very close.

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