He looked at Jiang Tian and remained silent.

After a long pause, he said with great difficulty, "Brother Yan is my closest friend. Helping you is what I should do."

Jiang Tian nodded silently, then lowered her eyes and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you."

Jiang Ting's eyes were deep, and in the end he said nothing.

That day, he ate at the house that Jiang Tian had bought.

The two ate their meal in perfect unison.

Jiang Ting did not suggest leaving, nor did Jiang Tian tell him to leave.

The guard rearranged the bathroom and then quietly left.

Night fell, and the moon and stars were few.

The meal had been finished for a long time when Jiang Tian finally spoke: "Why don't you go wash up..."

Jiang Ting looked very serious and calm: "Okay."

He could have chosen a different place to stay and made the ceremony as grand as possible.

But he couldn't let Jiang Tian know how much he valued her.

This woman is far too wary.

If she had known he was interested in her, she probably wouldn't have agreed.

After all, if the two have feelings for each other and then have a child, it will cause problems later on.

Otherwise, Jiang Tian would not have carefully selected a scholar who already had a lover in his heart.

Jiang Ting could only pretend, pretending that he was a veteran of countless battles and that he had countless concubines in his harem and had long seen through the allure of women.

He was only relieved that the fact that he abstained from women was kept within the court and circulated within a limited scope.

Others will not know unless they actively inquire.

Even if they found out, they could only keep it to themselves—after all, no one dared to discuss matters concerning the emperor.

Jiang Tian traveled extensively, and none of the people around her were in the imperial court, so she had no idea... about the truth about him.