Sheng Yuanhe didn't expose her, and "excitedly" agreed to the matter, offering her advice and solutions.

Su Lin'er was extremely pleased with herself, feeling that she had outmaneuvered Sheng Yuanhe.

Sheng Yuanhe was also very pleased. This was the reason why he didn't want to face Sheng Zixi directly. Sheng Zixi was smarter than Su Lin'er and not so easy to fool.

Moreover, Sheng Zixi would definitely not cooperate if it involved harming the Empress.

Su Lin'er is different; as long as she isn't hurt, it doesn't matter who gets hurt.

Sheng Yuanhe had been thinking about getting Consort Wan out for a long time, and since it happened to coincide with the palace banquet, his plan could be implemented smoothly.

He guided Su Lin'er step by step, instructing her to make careful preparations before New Year's Eve arrived.

The day before the New Year's Eve palace banquet, Su Wenyuan rummaged through her dowry chest, dragging Sheng Jingyu along with her.

Sheng Jingyu thought she was looking for jewelry for herself, so she followed along, taking out one piece after another and showing them to Su Wenyuan.

“No, that’s too extravagant. They’re just going out for a meal. If we make it look like a wedding ceremony, it’ll seem so out of place.” Su Wenyuan shook her head repeatedly.

A wedding ceremony?

Sheng Jingyu frowned slightly, a sudden wave of guilt washing over him.

He was rather hasty in handling such an important matter as getting married.

"How about we get married again?" Sheng Jingyu suggested.

He wanted to provide Su Wenyuan with everything she needed, from the magnificent red bridal procession to the radiant wedding attire.

Su Wenyuan was taken aback and asked, "With whom?"

"...Who do you want to be with?" Sheng Jingyu smiled slightly, a hint of danger in his eyes.

Su Wenyuan pondered seriously and said, "This really needs to be thought about carefully."

Sheng Jingyu grabbed her clothes and led her back to the room, saying, "I'll help you, let's think about it together."

"No need, no need!" Su Wenyuan sensed danger and hurriedly refused. "There's no need to think about this. Who else could it be besides you?"

Sheng Jingyu maintained her polite smile and said, "Really? I don't think that's what you really think."

Su Wenyuan pulled the hand down from her collar and said with a stern face, "Don't make malicious assumptions about other people's thoughts. My first thought was you."

"Do you think I believe you?" Sheng Jingyu's hand climbed up again.

Su Wenyuan gave a guilty chuckle. For a moment, she hadn't expected that Sheng Jingyu wanted to remarry her.

At the time, she really wanted to know who else she could be with. Such an exciting thing was something she wouldn't have dared to even think about if Sheng Jingyu hadn't brought it up.

"Even if you don't believe me, there's no need to act like a hooligan, is there?" Su Wenyuan reached out to protect her clothes.

Sheng Jingyu said, "No, we agreed to think about it together. This will help us think and discover your true feelings, which usually only come out in bed."

Outside, the sun blazed brightly; inside, two figures were locked in a passionate embrace.

The gates of Zhuyue Pavilion were tightly closed. Yuexiu stood there helplessly, holding the dowry list.

"Didn't we agree to prepare the dowry?"

Ye Shan patted her shoulder reassuringly and said, "You'll get used to it."

From day to night, after confirming that no one else's name was on the list... Sheng Jingyu became even more unscrupulous.

Sheng Jingyu only stopped when the hoarse voice in his ear kept calling his name unconsciously.

"Should we get married again?"

"No more...no more..." Su Wenyuan didn't even hear what he was saying.

I said let's get married.

“You, you, you, is it all you…” Su Wenyuan’s answer was incoherent.

Sheng Jingyu said helplessly, "Go to sleep."

Su Wenyuan had just woken up, and her first words were: "Sheng Jingyu, are you even human?"

"Should we take a shower first or eat first?" Sheng Jingyu leaned closer, his face full of ingratiating smiles.

Su Wenyuan lay on the bed, lazily stretching out her hand.

Sheng Jingyu helped her up and said, "Take a bath."

After taking a shower, Su Wenyuan wanted to complain again, but Sheng Jingyu put chopsticks in her hand and served her a bowl of hot soup.

She was completely under his control; this series of moves left Su Wenyuan utterly helpless.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Su Wenyuan sighed and said, "I was thinking of finding you two valuable things to hang on your body so that everyone could see how well I've taken care of you, how your complexion is rosy, unlike before when you were half-dead."

Sheng Jingyu insisted on causing trouble, preventing her from finding someone she liked.

"Find it for me?" Sheng Jingyu was surprised, completely unexpected.

Su Wenyuan nodded and said, "Yes, I've been too busy these past six months and forgot to make you new clothes. The Emperor and Empress don't care about you anymore and haven't given you anything."

As the palace banquet approached, she suddenly remembered that she needed to find something nice to make a good impression.

Although the emperor and empress were not truly sincere towards him in the past, they were still quite generous in giving him rewards, mainly in the form of various things.

Official position and power were not enough; the emperor was particularly willing to reward him with gold and silver utensils.

Those things are making everyone envious.

Even if there are no rewards this year, Sheng Jingyu shouldn't be treated too poorly. People who don't know better might think she hasn't taken good care of him.

Su Wenyuan's wealth and extravagance were evident in various ways.

After being tormented by Sheng Jingyu, Su Wenyuan had already given up on the idea, but Sheng Jingyu was unwilling and dragged her back to the warehouse.

Yuexiu yawned as she guarded an empty box, accompanying two lunatics as they searched through it.

Su Wenyuan said, both amused and exasperated, "You can go back now, I can do it myself."

Yuexiu shook her head and said, "I have to keep an eye on the warehouse."

She followed him to the Prince Chen's residence. Su Wenyuan simply wanted to keep her company and not let her do anything, but Yuexiu insisted on staying by Su Wenyuan's side.

Su Wenyuan then handed over the warehouse key to her for safekeeping.

She rarely touches the warehouse, which makes things easier for her.

Sheng Jingyu spent an hour rummaging through the warehouse, and the corners of his mouth never left his lips.

Even if Su Wenyuan gave him a rag in the end, he would still sew it beautifully onto his clothes.

Today is Lunar New Year's Eve. All they need to do is attend the palace banquet, say some auspicious words, and have a reunion dinner.

But tomorrow, there are many things to do, including ancestor worship and Buddhist prayers.

While admiring the jade ornaments hanging from her waist, Sheng Jingyu explained the precautions for tomorrow to Su Wenyuan.

Royal ancestral worship is incredibly complicated.

This is a solemn and serious matter, and no one wants to tamper with the ancestral worship. As long as Su Wenyuan behaves herself and doesn't cause trouble, she can get through it smoothly.

"Do I really have to go? It'll take all day!" Su Wenyuan said with a pained expression, not wanting to go.

Sheng Jingyu said seriously, "Absolutely."

When a prince gets married, there is usually a ritual of ancestor worship. However, Sheng Jingyu simplified everything and even skipped this ritual.

If even the Lunar New Year is cancelled, Sheng Jingyu always feels that something is missing.

"Alright then," Su Wenyuan reluctantly agreed.

The palace banquet was held in Chengguang Hall, and the two of them arrived early that afternoon.

It appears lively on the surface, but is actually quite dull.

Su Wenyuan was about to doze off. These concubines in the harem were so boring, completely suppressed by the Empress.

They were all dressed as plainly as possible, looking lifeless.