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Chapter 449 The Hairpin from My Previous Life

Shen Fuhan immediately tensed up. Did she not like these hairpins?

He guessed that perhaps it was because Wen Jiayue's current aesthetic sense was different from that in her dream, so she temporarily found these hairpins unappealing.

“Ah Yue, it’s okay if you don’t like it,” Shen Fuhan said. “Let it sit for a while, and you’ll definitely like it.”

Wen Jiayue remained silent.

She gazed at the familiar yet unfamiliar pieces of jewelry, lost in thought.

Gold filigree and gemstone inlaid magnolia hairpin, silver hairpin with intertwined vines and grass, jade carved fish playing in lotus pattern hairpin, and glass grape pattern silver hairpin.

All of them were pieces of jewelry she loved to wear in her past life.

The first two might just be coincidences, after all, this style is quite common.

But the last two, with fish, lotus, and grapes, all symbolize many children and good fortune, and she bought them specifically for this purpose.

In addition to these, there are gourds, silver melons, pomegranates...

At that time, she always wanted to have a second child, and almost all the clothes she wore had these styles, hoping that they would bring her good luck.

But how did Shen Fuhan come to have these hairpins?

Wen Jiayue finally spoke: "I like them very much, but I'm a little surprised that you gave me four in a row."

She looked at Shen Fuhan: "Where did you buy these hairpins, my husband?"

Shen Fuhan did not answer immediately, but said, "But judging from your expression, it doesn't seem like you like it."

Besides her frozen smile, her face turned pale, and her expression became extremely stiff.

It's like these hairpins and what stories they have with her.

But the hairpin appeared in her dream... Could it be that she was dreaming too?

Shen Fuhan felt that this guess made some sense.

When he first had the dream, she kept asking for details and even asked him several times if he had dreamt it again.

“My husband is overthinking it,” Wen Jiayue said, adjusting her expression. “I’m just surprised.”

She casually picked up one of the hairpins and placed it in her slightly disheveled hair, asking, "Does it look good?"

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Shen Fuhan didn't press her. He nodded and said, "It looks good."

Wen Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he wouldn't bring it up again, but to her surprise, he continued to speak the next moment.

"Ah Yue, I have something to tell you tonight. I'll give you time to think about it. Whether or not you want to tell me is the decision you make."

We'll have lunch soon, then go to pay respects to my mother-in-law, and finally see my uncle and aunt off.

There are too many things to do; now is not the right time to say these things.

He also knew that it was too much to ask her to talk about these things on her own initiative, so he would first tell her about the dreams he had.

Wen Jiayue felt a little confused and lowered her eyes, saying, "I don't know what you're talking about."

She had kept her rebirth a secret for so long, and never thought of telling him about it.

This matter was too shocking to be believed; she didn't know if Shen Fuhan would believe it.

So she always thought of taking this secret to her grave, but unexpectedly, it was exposed because of a few hairpins.

But what was it that Shen Fuhan wanted to tell her?

Wen Jiayue didn't think about it anymore because her aunt was outside urging her to eat.

She didn't dare to delay any longer and summoned Ruyi to help her dress up.

"I'm going to wear this hairpin in a little while," Wen Jiayue said, pointing to the silver hairpin with intertwined vines.

As for the first one, it's too ornate and not suitable for wearing during mourning.

Ruyi smiled and said, "This servant has never seen it before. Is it a birthday gift from the Marquis?"

Wen Jiayue nodded with a complicated expression.

She stared blankly at herself in the bronze mirror, her mind filled with countless thoughts.

Taking advantage of the fact that only the two of them, mistress and servant, were in the bedroom, Wen Jiayue said, "Ruyi, I want to ask you a question."

"Ma'am, please speak."

Wen Jiayue pondered for a moment and said, "I read a storybook a few days ago about a woman who died tragically after getting married, and then returned to the time before she was married. This is such a strange thing. If it happened to you, would you tell Changsheng?"

Ruyi was thinking very seriously, and even her hand movements unconsciously slowed down considerably.

"I think... it doesn't matter whether I tell him or not, but I will tell Madam."

Wen Jiayue paused for a moment: "Tell me?"

“Yes, Madam is the person I am closest to,” Ruyi said wistfully. “It would be best if I could go back to two months ago, so that I could easily avoid your misfortune and not have to suffer so much.”

Wen Jiayue's eyes welled up with tears; Ruyi was truly thinking of her in every way.

Seeing tears in her wife's eyes, Ruyi's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly knelt down to beg for forgiveness.

“This servant should not have mentioned this matter. Please punish me, Madam.”

She felt annoyed; it was like bringing up a sore spot. Perhaps the lady had already forgotten about it, but her reminder brought it back!

"Why are you kneeling for no reason?" Wen Jiayue pulled her up. "I know you're doing this for my own good."

She continued, "Do you consider me and the Marquis to be the closest people to each other?"

Ruyi was a little confused: "Why does Madam ask me? If you feel that the Marquis is the closest person to you, then you are right."

Wen Jiayue seemed to be deep in thought.

Before long, Wen Jiayue finished dressing and went out.

Upon seeing her come out, Rongniang immediately stuffed a red envelope into her hand: "Happy birthday, Yue'er! This is a small token of our appreciation from your uncle and me. Please accept it."

Wen Jiayue did not refuse and thanked her with a smile.

"Why did you get up so late today?" Rongniang teased. "Is it because your birthday is coming up and you were too excited to sleep well?"

Wen Jiayue said in a serious tone, "It's because I'm so excited about receiving a red envelope from my aunt that I can't sleep."

Rongniang burst into laughter: "Let's go have a meal!"

In the side hall, besides Shen Fuhan, Zhaozhao, his uncle and cousin, Shen Funian's family, Shen Fuyou and Xie Yan were also present.

Wen Jiayue asked in surprise, "Why are you all here?"

“Of course it’s to celebrate your birthday,” Shen Funian said with a smile. “I’ve remembered it well ever since you told me last time.”

Shen Chengyao said with dissatisfaction, "Mother, I was the one who reminded you!"

Having his shortcomings exposed in public, Shen Funian felt somewhat embarrassed and reluctantly said, "Alright, it really is all thanks to you."

She quickly changed the subject and presented the gift.

Shen Fuyou and Xie Yan also handed her their gifts.

Wen Jiayue blinked and whispered, "Next time you two give gifts, one is enough."

Shen Fuyou grinned from ear to ear: "I love hearing you say that, sister-in-law!"

Xie Yan blushed slightly.

Before long, the maid brought over longevity noodles.

Wen Jiayue felt particularly pressured eating longevity noodles under the watchful eyes of several pairs of eyes.

They all held their breath, and even Yao'er and Zhao Zhao remained silent, staring curiously.

Fortunately, the bowl of longevity noodles wasn't very large, and it wasn't too difficult to finish it in one go without breaking it. Wen Jiayue finished it smoothly and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Funian called out loudly, "Happy birthday, sister-in-law!"

Rongniang also chimed in, "May my niece enjoy long life, peace, and good health."

Overwhelmed by the beautiful blessings, Wen Jiayue couldn't help but tear up.

She has no right or ability to have so many sincere friends and family members who treat her well.