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Chapter 489 Being near the water tower gives you an advantage (13)

A few days later, Sibo fell ill again.

Wen Jiayue then acted as a pageboy once again, helping Shen Fuhan grind ink.

She sighed as she spoke, "It's not good for Sibai to always be sick. Brother, why don't you find another attendant? If the two of you work together, perhaps his illness will get better."

Shen Fuhan asked, "Don't you want to help me anymore?"

“Of course not,” Wen Jiayue quickly replied, “I’m happy to be able to help you, Your Highness, occasionally.”

She couldn't help but feel annoyed. She had been eating and living at the Marquis of Jing'an's mansion for so many years, and her brother, the young master, was only asking her to do a few small things. Why was she complaining?

“That’s good,” Shen Fuhan nodded. “If you’re tired, sit down and rest.”

Wen Jiayue casually picked up a book to read, rested her chin on her hand, flipped through a few pages, and found it somewhat boring.

She wanted to change to another book, but seeing that her brother was writing so intently, she didn't want to disturb his thoughts, so she just stared at the words in the book, lost in thought.

Why haven't you turned the page yet?

Shen Fuhan suddenly spoke up, startling Wen Jiayue: "Young Master, how did you know?"

How can he do two things at once?

"I just glanced at it," Shen Fuhan coughed lightly, "Don't you like this one? Go get another one."

Wen Jiayue said shyly, "I was afraid of disturbing the young master just now."

“It doesn’t matter if you bother me,” Shen Fuhan said, looking at her. “Your matter is the most important.”

Wen Jiayue lowered her eyes subconsciously, stood up and said, "I...I'll go find other books."

Standing in front of the bookshelf, she patted her chest.

Whether it was because he glanced at her or because of his words, her heart was beating a little fast.

Once her heartbeat calmed down, Wen Jiayue had forgotten what she was supposed to do and returned as if sleepwalking, holding the book she had just been holding.

Shen Fuhan chuckled, but didn't remind her, pretending not to have seen it.

A short while later, she tiptoed to the bookshelf, picked up a new book, and began to read it seriously.

Shen Fuhan curled his lips. How could his A-Yue be so cute?

A quarter of an hour later, Wen Jiayue came out of the study.

Shen Funian waited patiently, looking her up and down as he asked, "Sister-in-law, how's your relationship with my brother going?"

Upon suddenly hearing this address, Wen Jiayue felt a strange sense of familiarity, but more than that, she was panicked.

"Don't shout like that, I'm not..."

"Oh, it's only a matter of time," Shen Funian said with a smile. "So, are you satisfied with my older brother? Do you want to marry him?"

“It’s too early to say such things now,” Wen Jiayue murmured. “Last time, my brother, the Crown Prince, told me that I could consider it for three years.”

"Three years?!" Shen Funian exclaimed in surprise, "He was almost twenty-five by then!"

Wen Jiayue said with difficulty, "I told him that if I didn't like him, I could tell him in advance, but he wouldn't agree."

"No way," Shen Funian clicked her tongue in amazement, "My older brother is such a good person, you don't like him? If I weren't his biological sister, I would have already taken him!"

Wen Jiayue: "...?"

Before she could recover from her shocking remarks, Wen Jiayue suddenly spotted a familiar figure not far away.

The man stepped forward and bowed expressionlessly: "Third Miss, Miss Wen."

Shen Funian was startled: "Su Su Su Ye? What are you doing here?"

"Just passing by," Su Ye said with a forced smile. "The Third Miss should have her pulse checked. Please return to Chang Le Courtyard."

"I do not go!"

Su Ye said quietly, "Since that's the case, I'll go see the young master and tell him something."

"...Never mind, I've suddenly changed my mind."

Shen Funian left dejectedly, and Wen Jiayue, not wanting to get involved in their affairs, returned to Xiangzhu Courtyard.

The Spring Festival was approaching, and this year was different from previous years. Shen's parents took Shen Fuyou back to the capital.

Wen Jiayue still remembered them, but the thought that they might be her future in-laws made her a little reserved when she bowed.

Ye Ning slipped another red envelope into her hand and said with a smile, "Yue'er, there's no need for such formalities. This is a New Year's gift from your uncle and aunt."

Wen Jiayue glanced at Shen Fuhan subconsciously, and only accepted the gift after seeing him nod.

"Thank you, aunt."

Ye Ning shook her head and chuckled, glancing at her future daughter-in-law a few times, becoming more and more satisfied with her.

She couldn't help but say, "Moon, I really hope to see you this time next year, by which time you'll have changed your address."

She was so straightforward that Wen Jiayue didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Shen Fuhan came to the rescue, saying, "Father and Mother must be tired from their journey. Please sit down and rest for a while."

Seeing this, Ye Ning realized that her son hadn't yet won the girl's heart.

She couldn't help but glare at him. He's lived to such an old age for nothing, what a loser!

However, she soon saw the two whispering to each other again, and she nodded to herself. Soon, next time she returned to Beijing, she might be able to hold her grandson.

Mr. and Mrs. Shen stayed in Chang'an for a full ten days, which coincided with Wen Jiayue's coming-of-age ceremony.

She originally didn't want to hold a big event, but Shen Funian said that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so she let him do as he pleased.

As usual, Shen Fuhan went to the outskirts of Beijing to escort his parents back to the border.

Ye Ning instructed, "Yue'er is a good girl, you mustn't let her down."

Shen Fuhan coughed lightly: "Mother, this is still far from certain, so please don't worry."

Although he advised others not to rush, he himself was extremely anxious.

Ah Yue has come of age, but he still can't figure out how to make her change from her brother's affection to her affection for a man.

However, the Lantern Festival was just a few days away, and he invited Wen Jiayue to go to the street to admire the lanterns.

Wen Jiayue readily agreed, but when it came time to leave, she struggled with what to wear, changing several outfits without finding one she was satisfied with.

Ruyi was sweating profusely from her busy work and had to ask, "Miss, what kind of clothes would you like to wear?"

“I don’t like any of these clothes,” Wen Jiayue sighed and murmured, “I should have bought a new one, how could I have forgotten?”

Ruyi paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"Miss, you weren't like this before. Why are you suddenly so concerned about this kind of thing?"

Wen Jiayue was stunned. Yes, she used to dress casually, so why was she being so picky this time?

Seeing that time was running out, Wen Jiayue casually put on a moon-white embroidered mimosa flower dress and a white cloak and went out.

Unexpectedly, Shen Fuhan's brocade robe was also blue.

The dark blue color made him look even more handsome and dashing, with a face as fair as jade. Bathed in the warm light of the peach blossom lantern he carried, he seemed like a god.

Wen Jiayue was momentarily dazed when he handed her the peach blossom lantern, and she took it in a daze.

The cool, soft fingertips accidentally touched the back of his hand, sending a shivering, tingling sensation through him.

She panicked and the peach blossom lantern, which she hadn't even held firmly, fell to the ground with a thud.

Shen Fuhan asked in a low voice, "How could you be so careless?"

"I……"

“It’s alright,” Shen Fuhan said in a good mood as he picked up the peach blossom lantern. “I’ll take it. Let’s go.”

Wen Jiayue glanced at him, feeling dizzy, then lowered her gaze and stared at his hand.

The Crown Prince's hands were warm.