RPAGF Chapter 299: Keep the clouds clear and see the moonlight
Chapter 299: Keep the clouds clear and see the moonlight
Once inside the bedroom, Shen Fuhan personally closed the windows and doors.
Wen Jiayue looked at his actions with a puzzled expression and asked, "My lord, what is it that requires such caution?"
Shen Fuhan pulled her to sit down before speaking seriously: "It's about the Princess and your sister."
Wen Jiayue's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Shen Fuhan had already found out about this?
She pretended not to know and asked in surprise, "What happened to the two of them?"
“The gambling debts that Wen Ruoqian owed have already been paid off by the Eldest Princess,” Shen Fuhan said slowly. “The Eldest Princess and your sister Wen Ruohuan have long been in cahoots.”
Wen Jiayue feigned shock as she looked at him: "Why didn't you tell me back then, Lord Marquis?"
“I didn’t want to make you sad,” Shen Fuhan looked away, “This time, I didn’t originally want to tell you either.”
Wen Jiayue was taken aback: "Then why did the Marquis suddenly speak again?"
“I’m worried that Wen Ruohuan might make a move beforehand, so I have to tell you so you can be prepared,” Shen Fuhan said seriously, looking at her. “Ayue, from now on, don’t touch anything that Wen Ruohuan handles.”
Wen Jiayue was somewhat surprised; he actually knew how to kill her?
She hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Was it poison?"
Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "It's a poison from the Western Regions. At first, it only causes a cold, but after drinking it for three days, it will slowly erode the internal organs..."
He paused here, suddenly remembering the series of dreams.
In my dream, Wen Jiayue died of illness. Was it because of poisoning?
The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. Although Wen Jiayue was weak, she was not seriously ill. What kind of illness could have made her to the point where there was no cure?
If it was due to poisoning, then everything can be explained.
Shen Fuhan suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if the clouds had parted and the moon was shining brightly. He had all the information, and this time, Wen Jiayue would definitely be safe.
However, even though Shen Fuhan was confident, he still had a slight doubt.
He suddenly realized that several things that happened in his dream matched up almost exactly in reality.
Yao'er changes his surname, learns martial arts, Wen Jiayue's portrait, Pei Huaijin's inscription is cut off...
Whether it was his will or not, and whether it matched the time in the dream or not, all of these things actually happened.
He couldn't help but wonder, is everything in a dream truly unchangeable?
He hesitated for only a moment before deciding to believe that human will can overcome nature.
Instead of worrying unnecessarily, we should discuss countermeasures.
With his mind racing, Shen Fuhan continued, "In short, there is no cure for this poison, so you should keep it in mind."
Wen Jiayue thought for a moment and asked, "My lord, is the poison currently in Wen Ruohuan's possession?"
Shen Fuhan raised an eyebrow slightly: "You mean..."
"Let's use a trick to switch the pills," Wen Jiayue said. "Let's replace that medicine with something else, so it won't matter if I accidentally get infected."
Shen Fuhan nodded slightly: "I'll find a way."
Suddenly, he remembered the method Shen Fuyou had taught him—to encourage him constantly, to praise him constantly, and to never be stingy with compliments.
Shen Fuhan hesitated for a moment, then moved closer to Wen Jiayue and cupped her face in his hands.
Wen Jiayue was startled, then heard him say, "A-Yue is really smart."
If the moment she touched his face was a bolt from the blue, this was like a thunderclap from a clear sky for Wen Jiayue, almost blowing her in two.
She blinked, stared at Shen Fuhan, and remained silent for a long time.
Seeing that she didn't react, Shen Fuhan coughed lightly and subconsciously let go of her hand.
Wen Jiayue rubbed her face blankly. Had Shen Fuhan gone crazy just now?
She didn't believe he hadn't come up with this idea; he was just mocking her!
Thinking of this, Wen Jiayue glared at him.
Shen Fuhan frowned briefly. Why was he angry?
It seems that not all of the methods taught by my fourth brother are effective; this one is not so good.
He changed the subject, saying, "Why do I feel that you didn't show any emotional fluctuation after learning that the Princess and Wen Ruohuan had joined forces?"
Wen Jiayue was stunned for a moment, forgetting to act.
She lowered her eyes gently and sighed softly.
“I don’t have a habit of showing sadness or distress in front of others. I can handle these emotions on my own. Thank you for your concern, Lord Marquis.”
Shen Fuhan frowned. Someone else? He was someone else?
"Ah Yue, how could you think like that?" he said in a deep voice. "I am your family, not a stranger."
Wen Jiayue asked casually, "So, what can the Marquis do for me? Comfort me? Consol me? Or perhaps cheer me up?"
Shen Fuhan fell silent; it seemed he knew nothing about these things.
"Please go out first, Lord Marquis," Wen Jiayue said softly. "I'll be fine on my own."
Shen Fuhan stood up and walked out the door.
Wen Jiayue was not surprised to see that he had really left.
However, she was also afraid that he would come back to get something, so she lay on the tatami in a daze, admiring the view from the window.
It's already late September, almost the season when everything withers. Let's enjoy the trees while they're still green and the flowers are still in bloom.
Shen Fuhan walked out of the main courtyard and headed straight for Wuyou Courtyard.
Shen Fuyou, who had just returned to her bedroom to rest, was startled when she heard the servant's report and patted her chest in fright.
Fortunately, he returned home today, otherwise his elder brother would have found out.
Shen Fuyou patted his face and exhaled. Seeing that he looked no different from usual, he opened the door with a smile to greet Shen Fuhan.
"Your presence is a great honor to my humble abode!"
Shen Fuhan strode in and got straight to the point: "Your sister-in-law is unhappy right now."
Shen Fuyou asked instinctively, "Did you make her angry?"
“It wasn’t me,” Shen Fuhan paused, but didn’t explain the reason. “Anyway, she’s in a bad mood right now. Can you help me think of a solution?”
Shen Fuyou asked in bewilderment, "Brother, can't you think of a single solution? You are the world-renowned top scholar! The brilliant judge of the Court of Judicial Review! The Emperor's most trusted and valued Lord Shen!"
Shen Fuhan listened without any emotion and said calmly, "Being husband and wife is not about pursuing scholarship, much less about holding office, and has nothing to do with the titles others have given me."
He's now just a husband who doesn't know how to make his wife happy.
Shen Fuyou asked, still a little confused, "Alright, I'll only ask you one question: Is there anything your sister-in-law particularly likes?"
The image of a dragonfly appeared in Shen Fuhan's mind, followed by Pei Huaijin's face.
He said with a displeased expression, "Let's change the question."
Shen Fuyou looked utterly desperate: "No way, brother, we've been married for two years and you don't even know what my sister-in-law likes?"
“Of course I know, but I don’t want her to…” Shen Fuhan paused, “You should choose someone else.”
“You should clearly cater to their preferences,” Shen Fuyou rebuked, “You’re not putting your heart into it at all.”
Shen Fuhan glanced at him, and Shen Fuyou immediately fell silent.
"Alright, alright, I do know something that a girl would like, but the way it's done is a bit high-profile, it might not be suitable for you."
Shen Fuhan asked, "What?"
Shen Fuyou leaned closer to him mysteriously and whispered something.
After saying that, he said gloatingly, "Let's see if Big Brother dares to do it."
Shen Fuhan hesitated for a moment before saying, "Go ahead and do it. Pick a good place. Your sister-in-law and I will be there shortly."
Shen Fuyou pointed to himself incredulously: "Me?"
Not only did he have to offer advice and strategies, but he also had to do manual labor!