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The Shen family mansion was unusually lively today.
The emperor himself came to welcome Shen Huaixu back in triumph.
The vermilion gates of the Shen family mansion are wide open today, and the newly hung glass lanterns under the eaves sway gently in the wind.
As soon as Shen Jintang and Gu Zhixing arrived at the front hall, they heard a burst of laughter coming from inside.
"His Majesty is in high spirits today," Gu Zhixing whispered beside her, his fingertips brushing lightly across the creases of her sleeve. "It seems that Shen Huaixu has handled the disaster relief matter exceptionally well."
Shen Jintang nodded slightly, without denying it.
After all, when she returned to the capital, she had already wiped out all the corrupt officials in Yanzhou.
All that's left in Yanzhou are some trivial matters. If Shen Huaixu can't even handle these things, then all his years as an official have been for nothing.
“Let’s go.” Shen Jintang took the lead and stepped forward, with Gu Zhixing following closely behind.
Inside the hall, the emperor was leaning against a carved rosewood chair. Upon seeing them enter, he immediately smiled and said, "You two have finally arrived."
He wasn't wearing a dragon robe today; his indigo-blue casual clothes made his features appear gentle, like an elder from an ordinary family.
Shen Jintang bowed respectfully, and Gu Zhixing also bowed respectfully in return.
Upon seeing this, the emperor immediately waved his hand and said, "No need for formalities."
His gaze lingered on Gu Zhixing for a moment before turning to Shen Huaixu, who was sitting upright to the side: "Huaixu, your efforts in controlling the floods and resettling the disaster victims have been of great merit to the nation. I am thinking of taking this opportunity to arrange your marriage with Wan'er today."
"I promised you this before you even started the disaster relief efforts. You handled the situation with care for the victims, so I will make sure this marriage is arranged in a grand and glorious manner for you!"
Shen Huaixu's heart tightened suddenly, and he didn't reply for a moment.
His attitude was a bit off. Shen Jintang narrowed her eyes and looked up at him.
Shen Huaixu was dressed in a plain white brocade robe, his face was much thinner, and his hands holding the tea were clearly defined.
He remained calm, but Shen Jintang noticed that the surface of the water in the teacup was trembling slightly.
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