The Husband’s Scheme

For personnel arrangements, salary reviews, household registrations, silver casting, and every minute detail, he could instantly point out the key issues and quickly provide solution options. I only needed to choose the best one and add my annotations, which was much easier than before.

What surprised me most was that after just a few months in Nan Rui, he had already thoroughly understood everyone in the court, regardless of their rank, and was well-versed in the undercurrents within the court. Truly a divine being.

I felt I had found an extraordinarily capable man and was incredibly excited. He simply smiled silently, calmly facing my admiring gaze.

Not long after, Jiang Yun Qiao returned to Feng Zhu. For some reason, after traveling with her family, she seemed preoccupied, and her attitude toward me had become somewhat unusual. Although she still joked when we met, she seemed busier and had declined several of my invitations.

With Jiang Yun Qiao back in the Ministry of Personnel, I no longer needed to worry about its affairs and felt much more relaxed, planning to reconnect with An Jin and discuss our future.

However, An Jin believed we should first make up for the bedroom “homework” we had missed over the past six months.

The direct consequence of him saying this was—we rolled in bed for three days.

After three days, An Jin quickly had someone bring a bowl of brown sugar syrup for me to drink, and I lay weakly in his arms, catching my breath.

An Jin was torn between laughter and tears. “What nonsense are you talking about? Didn’t we say we’d have two children? Are you backing down already?”

My eyes brightened, and I quickly grabbed him. “Did you get the antidote for the sterility potion?”

His expression darkened, and he looked away.

One of An Jin’s purposes in following Xia Zhi Chun back to Yan Feng was to find the antidote for the sterility potion. This secret was only in the hands of the Qi Emperor. When they rescued the Qi Emperor from the secret prison, he was already near death. An Jin was worried he might tell Xia Zhi Chun about the secret department, so he was always vigilant, but the Qi Emperor never regained consciousness.

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