RPAGF Chapter 388 The show begins
Chapter 388 The show begins
Wen Jiayue did not respond immediately.
Her feelings for Shen Fuhan are somewhat complicated now.
Moreover, she hasn't given him an answer yet. Although it's already quite obvious, she won't say it until the very last moment.
Shen Fuhan didn't press the matter, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sleepy?"
“I don’t want to sleep,” Wen Jiayue suggested. “Why don’t we go over the details again? We absolutely can’t make any mistakes.”
Shen Fuhan had thought about these things a thousand times over, and upon hearing this, he told her everything.
"Wen Ruohuan will be staying at the Marquis's residence tomorrow or the day after. For the first three days, stall for time and prevent her from making a move. Once I return to the capital, I will drink the Bone-Corroding Powder and then pretend to be poisoned. At the same time, rumors about me and the Princess will spread throughout the capital. Do your best and leave the rest to fate. Everything that follows will be decided by the Emperor."
He asked, "Is there anything else that A-Yue doesn't understand?"
Wen Jiayue went through all these things in her mind and asked softly, "Are you sure that drinking the Bone-Corroding Powder once will really have no effect?"
"Why are you asking again?" Shen Fuhan chuckled. "I'm sure. What you should be thinking about now is how to stall for time until I get back."
Wen Jiayue said in a muffled voice, "I've already made up my mind."
She thought carefully about when Wen Ruohuan had poisoned her in her previous life—on the fifth day of her stay at the Marquis's residence.
Perhaps having confirmed that Shen Fuhan would not return anytime soon, they acted without hesitation.
What she should be thinking about is how to get Wen Ruohuan to poison her beforehand.
That's easy to handle. Just mention a few more words about how loving she and Shen Fuhan are, and how much Shen Fuhan cherishes her. Given Wen Ruohuan's personality, she will definitely be jealous, and it's highly likely that she will impulsively poison him.
“Ah Yue is so amazing,” Shen Fuhan said, “Tell me how to stall for time, and I’ll see if it works.”
Wen Jiayue was stunned for a moment, then said evasively, "I won't eat anything Wen Ruohuan gives me. I'll guard against it at all costs and not give her any chance to poison me."
Shen Fuhan said helplessly, "So it was just improvisation."
"Is that not enough?" Wen Jiayue scoffed. "I think being able to defend against her is already impressive enough."
“Yes, Yue is the best,” Shen Fuhan stroked her soft, long hair gently, “even better than me.”
His words sounded somewhat perfunctory, but his tone was exceptionally sincere.
Wen Jiayue couldn't understand what he meant, and angrily pinched him.
Shen Fuhan hissed, "Why did you suddenly pinch me?"
Wen Jiayue pretended to be calm and said, "I'll leave you a mark. The mark must not disappear before I come back."
Upon hearing this, Shen Fuhan lifted up her inner garment and carefully examined the arm that she had pinched open, leaving a faint crescent-shaped mark.
A thought struck him: wasn't Crescent Moon Wen Jiayue?
“Not enough,” he said, placing her hand on his arm. “It will go away in a day. You need to pinch harder.”
Wen Jiayue: "..."
I've never seen anyone eagerly seek out suffering.
“I’m not pinching anymore,” she said, pulling her hand back. “I’m going to sleep.”
"Didn't we say we wanted to leave a mark?"
Shen Fuhan suddenly became relentless.
"Pinch it yourself," Wen Jiayue scolded him, "Don't disturb my sleep."
“You pinched it differently,” Shen Fuhan coaxed gently, “Do you know what this mark represents?”
Wen Jiayue replied casually, "What does it represent?"
“On your behalf,” Shen Fuhan gently kissed the top of her head, “this little crescent moon that was pinched out, isn’t that A-Yue? It’s like she accompanied me to Jinzhou.”
Wen Jiayue couldn't help but shudder. Could Shen Fuhan really say something like that?
She pursed her lips and touched his forehead.
Shen Fuhan naturally knew what she wanted to do, and said with a mix of helplessness and amusement, "I don't have a fever."
“He looks like he’s possessed,” Wen Jiayue muttered. “He’s nothing like the Shen Fuhan I know.”
She missed the quiet Shen Fuhan of the past once again.
He asked, "What's the Shen Fuhan you know like?"
"Cold and aloof, taciturn, and aloof... in short, not approachable at all."
Shen Fuhan listened silently and held her hand.
“I won’t do that in front of you,” he added, “and Zhaozhao too.”
They are his closest family members. He is gentle and considerate in front of his wife and daughter, and he is willing to be gentle and considerate.
Wen Jiayue curled her lips: "It would have been better if you had realized it sooner."
“It’s not too late now,” Shen Fuhan added. “So, shall we pinch you again?”
Wen Jiayue didn't want to talk to him anymore, so she closed her eyes and said, "I'm going to sleep."
The words had barely left her lips when her cool, thin lips pressed against mine.
His breath was scorching hot, igniting a wildfire.
Wen Jiayue responded, and before she knew it, her clothes disappeared one by one.
In the midst of his passion, Shen Fuhan stopped in time, burying his face in the crook of her neck, his breathing deep.
He spoke in a hoarse voice, "Why did A-Yue try to seduce me?"
Wen Jiayue's cheeks flushed: "Why are you turning the tables on me?"
He was the one who kissed her first, yet he blames her.
“It’s your scent,” Shen Fuhan said, nuzzling the soft flesh of her neck. “So, I have to punish you.”
He bit the back of her neck.
A slight pain came, and Wen Jiayue frowned, asking, "What are you doing?"
“In return, I have to leave my mark too,” Shen Fuhan said, glancing at his masterpiece with satisfaction. “When I come back, it will disappear, and I can replace it with a new one.”
Wen Jiayue asked angrily, "How am I supposed to cover it up?"
Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, realizing that he had indeed forgotten to consider this issue when he took the bite.
He felt a little guilty, but pretended to be calm and said, "I can't see it, don't worry, Yue."
Wen Jiayue was still worried and wanted to get up to look at the bronze mirror, but Shen Fuhan pressed her down.
"Go to sleep," he said, pulling her close. "I know what I'm doing. Don't you trust me?"
Wen Jiayue had no choice but to believe it reluctantly.
She threatened, "If you can't cover it up by tomorrow, when you come back, I'll pinch you all over."
Shen Fuhan seemed thoughtful: "Is there really such a good thing?"
Wen Jiayue was utterly speechless: "Go to sleep!"
She was indeed getting sleepy after talking for so long.
After thinking for a moment, she said, "Husband, remember to wake me up before you leave tomorrow."
"what happened?"
Wen Jiayue said softly, "I'd like to see you off."
Although she had made thorough preparations, she was still afraid of the one in ten thousand chance of repeating the same mistake.
If she can say goodbye properly this time, then she will have no regrets.
Shen Fuhan paused for a moment before replying with an "okay".
Wen Jiayue fell asleep peacefully.
Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes the next day, his pillow was empty, and it was already bright daylight.
She sat there blankly for a moment, then summoned Ruyi.
"When did the Marquis leave?"
"The Marquis left at dawn," Ruyi said, taking a letter from her sleeve. "Madam, the Third Miss has written, saying she would like to come to the Marquis's residence to stay with you for a few days. Will you agree?"
Wen Jiayue didn't even glance at the letter; without even thinking, she knew how insincere it was.
“Of course we’ll agree,” Wen Jiayue took a deep breath and said, “Have someone prepare the guest rooms.”
The show is about to begin, how can it be complete without the most important person?