RPAGF Chapter 343 Dreaming
Chapter 343 Dreaming
Shen Fuhan hugged her very tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.
Wen Jiayue's hand froze in mid-air, unsure whether to hug or not.
Finally, she silently placed her hands at her sides and tilted her head back to breathe.
Just now, the tip of her nose was pressed against his shoulder, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Shen Fuhan's breathing was deep, even, and long, as if he were asleep.
...Could she really have fallen asleep?
Wen Jiayue raised her hand and gently patted his back.
"how?"
His voice was muffled in his dark hair, leaving a burning sensation on the side of his neck.
Wen Jiayue awkwardly tried to dodge, but Shen Fuhan wouldn't allow her to resist and insisted on leaving a wet kiss on her neck.
She almost got goosebumps and quickly pushed him away.
"It's time for you to go."
Shen Fuhan calmed down and gently patted her head.
"it is good."
Watching his retreating figure, Wen Jiayue unconsciously placed her hand on the spot he had just touched, as if with a hint of doting affection.
She immediately patted her cheeks, thinking, "What nonsense am I thinking!"
Wen Jiayue washed her face to clear her mind, and then prepared to go to Chang Le Courtyard to deliver a letter to Shen Funian.
She hadn't originally planned to go herself, since Granny Wang was still around, and if she found out anything, it would be a loss.
But it wouldn't make sense to never go, since Shen Funian was getting married soon, and as her sister-in-law, she had to help her out.
Anyway, the two of them were talking right under Granny Wang's nose, as long as they didn't mention Shen Fuhan.
Arriving at Chang Le Yuan, the newly decorated courtyard was extremely festive, making one feel relaxed and happy.
Wen Jiayue slowly stepped into the courtyard, where Yao'er was practicing his sword.
"Aunt!" Shen Chengyao sheathed his sword and greeted her, running over excitedly. "What brings you here?"
"I've come to see you and your mother," Wen Jiayue asked with a smile. "Have you made your mother angry these past few days?"
Shen Chengyao chuckled: "We've messed with you."
Wen Jiayue couldn't help but chuckle; he was indeed honest.
Shen Chengyao explained, "I keep pestering my mother to tell me how to pronounce this character and how to read that character. My mother thinks I'm too studious and ignored me today."
Wen Jiayue looked at him in surprise. Eager to learn?
Shen Chengyao had already run back into the house and soon brought over the military treatise.
"Aunt, you must be able to read, right? Could you tell me how to pronounce this character?"
Wen Jiayue then remembered that when she last visited Chang Le Academy, Shen Fuhan said he would give Yao'er a book on military strategy. She didn't expect it to arrive so quickly.
What was even more unexpected was that this method actually worked, and Yao'er was extremely eager to learn.
Wen Jiayue took a close look and not only told him the pronunciation but also the meaning of the character.
Shen Chengyao flipped through a few pages and then asked about another word.
After asking seven or eight questions in a row, Wen Jiayue had no choice but to speak up: "Yao'er, why don't you go practice your sword first? I need to talk to your mother for a few minutes."
Shen Chengyao said anxiously, "Auntie, Auntie, this is the last one!"
Wen Jiayue patiently explained it once, and seeing that he remembered it, she quickly went inside.
Shen Funian was sitting in the main seat. When she saw her come in, she asked with a smile, "Yao'er, have you learned it all?"
Wen Jiayue glared at her: "You knew I was coming, yet you didn't save me."
"I'm not going to save him now that he's finally given me a break. He's been driving me crazy these past few days," Shen Funian sighed. "Being too studious is hard to handle."
Wen Jiayue blinked: "Soon, I'll have Yao'er bother Young Master Xiao."
Shen Funian was even more frustrated upon hearing this: "But I still don't know if the two of them can get along. It's driving me crazy."
Wen Jiayue smiled and said, "I saw Young Master Xiao when I went to the palace today. He said he would take care of everything from now on, so you don't need to worry."
As she spoke, she took out Xiao Suye's letter.
"This was specially entrusted to you by Young Master Xiao through your elder brother and me."
Shen Funian instinctively reached for it, but quickly withdrew her hand, pretending not to be interested.
"Who cares about his letter?"
Wen Jiayue then prepared to take it back: "Since you don't care, then I..."
"Oh dear, I was just asking for a joke, why are you taking it so seriously?" Shen Funian quickly held out her hand. "Give it to me now."
Wen Jiayue smiled, glanced at Granny Wang who had been standing to the side, and then inquired about the marriage.
"Are there enough people in the courtyard? If not, I'll send some more servants over."
“That’s enough,” Shen Funian said, turning the envelope over and over to look at it. “It can be arranged however you like, I’m not picky.”
Seeing that she wanted to read the letter, Wen Jiayue said, "Then I'll go back first. If anything happens, just send someone to call me."
"Okay, take care, sister-in-law."
Upon returning to the main courtyard, Wen Jiayue suddenly heard a crying sound.
Zhao Zhao?
She was startled and quickly walked towards the side room, where she saw Zhao Zhao buried in her wet nurse's arms, crying very sadly.
"This
"What's wrong?" Wen Jiayue asked with concern. "Why is Zhaozhao crying?"
Upon seeing her mother, Zhao Zhao stretched out her hand with a pitiful expression: "Mother..."
"Mother's here," Wen Jiayue took her from her mother and looked at the wet nurse. "What happened?"
The wet nurse explained, "After Miss woke up, she wanted to go boating, but it's already November, and I'm afraid something might happen to her..."
Wen Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief; so that's what it was about.
“It’s alright. Even if we can’t take a boat, it’s nice to walk along the lake,” she instructed. “Let’s get ready and head over.”
Upon hearing that they were going to the lakeside, Zhao Zhao immediately stopped crying and affectionately nuzzled Wen Jiayue's face.
“It’s covered in tears, so dirty,” Wen Jiayue said with a smile, “like a dirty little kitten.”
Zhao Zhao said anxiously, "No, no!"
"Alright, alright, you're not a dirty little kitten," Wen Jiayue tapped her nose, "Mother will take you there."
Shen Fuhan returned home earlier than usual after finishing his shift today, only to find his bedroom empty. After asking the maid, he learned that the mother and daughter had gone boating on the lake.
He pinched the bridge of his nose, forcibly suppressing his weariness, and prepared to follow, but when he caught sight of the long couch, he paused slightly.
It's November now, time to continue that dream.
He ordered, "No one is allowed to disturb us for the next half hour."
He closed the door, lay down on the long couch covered with a thick layer of plush carpet, and closed his eyes.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but as his consciousness blurred, a flash of white light appeared before him.
He felt a slight sense of relief and drifted off to sleep.