On the day of the granted marriage, the daughter of a general wept and was reborn!

Hearing this, Shen Wantang smiled knowingly and took out the letter.

"Master Jiang is talking about this letter, right?"

County Magistrate Jiang raised his head and took a look, then lowered his head again, his voice trembling even more: "Please, Lord Shen, punish me!"

Bending down, he saw that the sweaty patch on County Magistrate Jiang's back had gotten much bigger.

Shen Wantang remained silent at first and just stared at him.

County Magistrate Jiang's heart also rose to his throat, and he was already thinking about what to do after losing his job.

If it really doesn't work out, then I'll go back to my hometown and continue doing business. If I can't be an official, can I do business too?

I am afraid that by then, I will be laughed at by my tribesmen again.

"Lord Jiang." Shen Wantang spoke softly, picked up the envelope, and calmly placed it on the candlelight.

All of a sudden, the flames climbed up the envelope and slowly devoured the note inside.

"You're exaggerating. It's the emperor's job to punish officials. I'm just a disaster relief official. Aren't you embarrassing me?"

Shen Wantang spoke softly.

County Magistrate Jiang looked up in surprise, and what caught his eye was the ball of fire in Shen Wantang's hand.

"You..." He was so surprised that he stuttered for a moment.

"As for the grain, I have already made the arrangement on behalf of Lord Jiang and donated it to the people of Nanzhou for free. It can be considered a good deed for you, County Magistrate Jiang." Shen Wantang smiled kindly.

County Magistrate Jiang sat down on the ground in frustration, panting and kowtowed repeatedly: "Thank you, Lord Shen, thank you, Lord Shen!"

"Master Jiang, why are you being so polite? You and I have known each other for such a long time, and we have been through hardships together. It is my duty to persuade friends to turn back from their wrong paths." Shen Wantang said one beautiful thing after another, "Master Jiang, please stand up quickly, otherwise people will see me and think I am blaming you."

Although he saw the letter being burned, County Magistrate Jiang was still panic-stricken. He stood up and sat down tremblingly.

"Local affairs are inextricably linked to the imperial court. Everyone is trying to make His Majesty feel at ease. As for the minor details here, His Majesty is busy with all sorts of things and naturally has no time to pay attention to them."

Shen Wantang poured a glass of wine, pushed it in front of County Magistrate Jiang, and then raised his own glass.

"Jiang County Magistrate, I toast to you for your willingness to help in times of disaster. On behalf of the people of Nanzhou, I toast to you."

Shen Wantang's eyes became more determined, and County Magistrate Jiang seemed to understand something. He forced a smile on his face and nodded repeatedly: "It is my duty to help the people of Nanzhou overcome the difficulties."

The two men drank the wine in their cups.

Cen Xiao watched from the side for a long time without saying a word. He just stared at Shen Wantang beside him with a smile on his face.

After three rounds of drinking, County Magistrate Jiang was no longer sober.

The servants helped Magistrate Jiang down, and Shen Wantang also prepared to go home.

Perhaps it had been too long since he had drunk so much, Shen Wantang stood up suddenly, his head feeling dizzy.

I wanted to force myself to go back to my room, but as soon as I took a step, I stumbled.

I lost my balance for a moment, and everything went dark before my eyes.

Suddenly, Shen Wantang fell into someone's arms.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw Cen Xiao's sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

After getting a little tipsy, two blushes crept up Shen Wantang's cheeks and her eyes were a little blurry. She smiled indifferently, stretched out her hand and hooked it around Cen Xiao's neck.

"Why can't you get drunk? I couldn't drink as much as you before, and now, I can't drink as much as you..."

She moved closer to Cen Xiao, their breaths entwined together, and she murmured softly.

The momentary ambiguity made Cen Xiao a little confused.

He leaned forward slightly, picked up Shen Wantang by the waist, and then left the side hall.

Then, Qing'e came late with the sobering soup.

"Where is the young lady?" Qing'e frowned, put down the sobering soup in her hand and ran towards the room.

At that time, Cen Xiao gently put Shen Wantang down, and his heart sank when he looked at her red skin.

"Don't drink too much next time. I'll make you a bowl of sobering soup." Cen Xiao sighed, turned around and was about to leave.

But as soon as he turned around, his wrist was clamped.

"Don't go." Shen Wantang murmured.

Before Cen Xiao could say anything, Qing'e hurried over.

Seeing the two of them like this, her heart suddenly tightened, and then she greeted them coldly: "Thank you, my lord, for sending my young lady here. I will leave the rest to you."

After saying that, Qing'e came forward angrily.

Cen Xiao was not in a hurry to explain himself and tried to break free from Shen Wantang's restraints.

But I don’t know where this girl got the strength from. Even when she was drunk, she still held on so tightly.

Qing'e came forward and looked at the two people's hands with an unhappy expression: "My lord, my lady is still unmarried, please respect yourself."

If he didn't speak up now, Cen Xiao would probably be wrongly accused to death.

"Come, come, take a good look. This is what your young lady is holding on to."

As soon as the words fell, Qing'e was shocked.

"Don't go, stay with me like before..." Shen Wantang murmured, turned around, and a happy smile appeared on her red face.

Now, Qing'e finally believed what Cen Xiao said and bowed quickly: "It was I who misunderstood the prince, please forgive me."

"Forget it, bring some sobering soup and feed it to your young lady." Cen Xiao said helplessly.

Qing'e went out in a hurry and came back in a hurry.

Cen Xiao sat quietly in front of the couch, his face livid, thinking over and over again about what Shen Wantang had just said -

Stay with me like before.

He glanced over with cold eyes. Shen Wantang was already sleeping soundly on the couch, but he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

"Prince..." Qing'e said awkwardly.

Only then did Cen Xiao hide his displeasure and pretend nothing happened.

"It's late at night, Prince, please go to bed early." Qing'e said respectfully.

Cen Xiao came to his senses and tried to free his wrist, but as soon as he did so, Shen Wantang held on even tighter.

Seeing this, Qing'e was stunned on the spot. Cen Xiao was even more helpless and waved his hand: "Forget it, you bring the mat, I will sleep here tonight."

"How can I let you sleep here? No, no..." Qing'e felt panicky.

After all, the man in front of him was the son of the Marquis of Zhenbei. The servants all said that he was a ruthless person. If anyone got involved with him, not only would his reputation be lost, but his life might also be in jeopardy.

Before this, we had agreed to travel together, but we behaved very well.

Now they spent a night in the same room without any clear reason. If this gets out, how will her daughter live and hold her head up?

Qing'e didn't care about all that. She squatted down and tried to pull Shen Wantang's hands away.

Cen Xiao was upset and said coldly, "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

"You are worried about your young lady's reputation, and I am also worried about my own reputation. As long as you don't tell anyone about this matter, no one will know."