Yanli Pavilion outside the city

Everyone in the Zhenguo Mansion came to see the Zhenguo Duke and his wife off as they returned to their hometown in Jinyang.

Jiang Zhixu looked at his father who was eager to return home and sighed helplessly:

"Dad, it's almost October now. We can still leave after the New Year. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Jiang Wangmo glared at his second son, who had been nagging non-stop since last night:

"Alright, now that it's come to this, stop trying to persuade me. As the eldest brother, you should take good care of your younger siblings and not worry about your father."

Jiang Shuyan quickly interrupted, fearing that his father and brother would start arguing:

"Dad, take your time on the way and enjoy the scenery. If you walk faster, your bodies may not be able to bear it. I have assigned a hundred guards and hired a hundred escorts for you. You will be safe and sound. You can rest assured."

Jiang Wangmo glanced at the group of people again:

"Second brother, the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion will have a crown prince, and you can decide for yourself. Once you've made your decision, send me a letter. I'll draft a memorial, and then we'll have a crown prince. We'll set off then. If we delay any further, we'll probably end up sleeping in the wilderness at our next stop."

Seeing that the Duke of Zhenguo was about to get on the carriage, all the men, with the men in front and the women behind, knelt on the ground to respectfully see Jiang Wangmo off.

When the Zhenguogong Mansion convoy disappeared from sight and Jiang Zhixu and the others were about to turn back, Babao whispered quietly in Jiang Zhixu's ear:

"Second Master, Madam Shao is back and waiting for you in the front yard!"

Jiang Zhixu nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Second room Zhiyuanju

As night fell, Jiang Zhixu walked slowly into the house and saw his wife sitting at the head of the Luohan bed. Qiuyu was removing her nail polish. Her slender jade fingers were very pleasing to the eye.

"My husband is back?" Jin Linlin smiled delightedly upon seeing Jiang Zhixu. Just as she was about to stand up to greet him, she saw Jiang Zhixu approaching quickly. He reached out and gently pressed her shoulders, saying softly, "No need to get up. Just go about your business."

Jiang Zhixu finished speaking and headed straight for the bathroom to shower and change. After a while, he finished his shower, changed into some loose and comfortable home clothes, and with his hair still damp, he casually sat down across from Jin Linlin.

Seeing this, Jin Linlin hurriedly took a clean towel from the maid, climbed onto the Luohan bed, stood behind Jiang Zhixu, and carefully wiped his wet hair.

As she wiped it gently, she said coquettishly, "My husband is now a second-rank official, and I haven't had time to congratulate you yet!"

Jiang Zhixu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a doting smile. He reached out and hugged Jin Linlin tightly in his arms, teasing, "Oh? Madam, what you said is not true. Isn't it because you saved the emperor that I was able to be promoted twice?"

When the maids and old women saw this, they lowered their heads and left the room.

Jin Linlin's cheeks instantly flushed, like a ripe apple. She shyly said, "Hate it, my husband, why do you make fun of me like this?" However, her shy look made her seem even more charming and lovable.

Jiang Zhixu was moved upon seeing this. He bowed with both hands and said seriously, "Don't blame me, madam. I was just joking. However, your contribution in saving the emperor this time is indeed a great one. The emperor is very pleased and has high praise for you."

"You are the only one who can do mischief. If you do this again I will ignore you!" Jin Linlin jumped out of his arms and sat opposite the kang.

"Su Cifu's wife is dead. Judging from his expression, he must be holding a grudge against me."

"Dead? How did she die? It was raining heavily when she was held hostage. I was so focused on the emperor that I didn't pay much attention to her." Jin Linlin asked curiously with her eyes wide open.

"At the river crossing, someone pushed her into the river, and by the time we arrived, she was already dead. I heard that Su Cifu and his wife had been together through thick and thin, and he felt that we deliberately didn't save her, which led to her death."

Jiang Zhixu also looked helpless. It wasn't him who killed his wife, so why blame him?

"It's quite pitiful. He will probably make things difficult for you in the court. You have to be careful." Jin Linlin emphasized to him.

"Yeah, I was just about to tell you this." What Jin Linlin admired most about Jiang Zhixu was that he was not a male chauvinist.

He would tell her anything that happened in the previous dynasty, and said that the previous dynasty and the back house were closely connected, and they had to keep each other informed of any news.

"Your Majesty promoted me to the rank of General of the Eastern Expedition. The meaning is obvious. He probably wants me to fight against Dong Jinguo. You should have an idea of ​​this." Jiang Zhixu reached out and patted her hand.

"Yeah, I guessed that too. By the way, here are two books for you to read."

Jin Linlin stood up and gave Jiang Zhixu the "Art of War" and "Thirty-Six Strategies" that she had written with Cao Jiao.

Jiang Zhixu reached out to take the book, flipped through it casually, and was immediately attracted by the content of the book:

"This is such a good baby!"

He closed the book, stood up and hugged his wife:

"Wife, you are truly my lucky star. Let me repay you well!"

"What? Are you feeling better?" Jin Linlin teased him.

"Okay, Linlin, I've missed you for a long time, stop teasing me." Jiang Zhixu's voice was low and magnetic, as if carrying a hint of eagerness and desire.

He strode forward and hugged Linlin tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear. Linlin's body stiffened slightly, but then she was melted by his enthusiasm and she gently hugged his waist.

Jiang Zhixu carried Linlin into the inner room, his steps light yet firm. He carefully placed her on the soft bed, as if she were a precious treasure. The soft light cast a shadow on them, illuminating their intertwined figures. In that moment, a subtle feeling of affection filled the air.

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