He wasn't a naive, easily swayed individual. How could he succumb to others' advances so readily? Moreover, as the Prefect, he held a position of authority and prestige. His circumstances had changed since his time in the capital—few would dare to plot against him so brazenly.
As she pondered this, Qiao Xuan found herself growing more reassured. But then, another thought crept in…
Upon further reflection, she realized that her husband's current status as the Prefect brought with it a host of individuals seeking to gain his favor. It wasn't quite the same as their life in the capital.
Back then, despite his reputation, he held a modest rank as a fifth-grade official, attracting little attention from those seeking to ingratiate themselves.
But now, in Anze Province, he was the authority figure—the one everyone sought to impress.
