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Chapter 270 Imperial Order

Wen Jiayue stared at Shen Fuhan in astonishment.

What did he say? Have a baby?

In his past life, Shen Fuhan seemed to have been drinking contraceptive soup the whole time and never mentioned having another child.

Why did things suddenly change?

Seeing that Wen Jiayue remained silent, Shen Fuhan understood.

"I was just saying it casually, don't take it seriously."

Wen Jiayue dared not take it as just a casual remark; the fact that he could say it aloud proved that he had thought about it in his heart.

If he secretly stopped taking the contraceptive soup, she wouldn't even notice.

Thinking about this, Wen Jiayue was a little scared. She had slept with Shen Fuhan twice this month. Had he drunk any contraceptive soup?

She hadn't resolved the issues from her past life, and she wasn't ready to have a second child.

If they lose everything, not only will she and Zhaozhao suffer the same fate, but the unborn child in her womb will also be doomed.

Wen Jiayue clenched her fingers and asked, "My lord, do you intend to have a child?"

Shen Fuhan quickly replied, "I'll listen to you. So, what do you think?"

Listen to her...

Even if Shen Fuhan said that, Wen Jiayue didn't dare to believe it completely.

But at least he wanted to know her thoughts, which meant there was still room for negotiation.

Wen Jiayue lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment before softly saying, "I dare not."

It's not that I don't want to, but that I dare not.

Shen Fuhan raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, "Why wouldn't you dare?"

“Ever since I learned of the Princess’s feelings for the Marquis, I have been unable to eat or sleep properly,” Wen Jiayue said, biting her lip. “I am afraid that the Princess will do something to me.”

Shen Fuhan relaxed slightly; the reason was quite reasonable.

Not wanting to frighten her, he said, "Don't worry unnecessarily, I'll take care of everything."

Wen Jiayue forced a smile: "I know, it's just that the thought pops into my head sometimes."

Shen Fuhan asked, "Are there any other reasons?"

"Also... Zhaozhao is still young, and I don't want to share my love for her with other children for the time being."

Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "I understand."

After thinking for a moment, Wen Jiayue continued, "My lord, I know you are anxious because you are twenty-five years old and still have no son to inherit the family business, but until this matter is resolved, I will..."

"When did I get anxious?" Shen Fuhan interrupted her. "So what if you're twenty-five?"

Wen Jiayue was taken aback. Was that sentence the key point? Wasn't the second half the key point?

Shen Fuhan continued, "Do you think I'm too old?"

Pei Huaijin was twenty-one years old, which was indeed younger than him, but only four years apart.

If it weren't mentioned, who would think he was older than Pei Huaijin?

“I didn’t,” Wen Jiayue said, a little confused. “I’ve never thought of it that way.”

When she loved him most in her past life, she only thought it was because she was young, lacked status and experience, that he had nothing to say to her.

She always blamed herself and never pointed out Shen Fuhan's faults.

Now Shen Fuhan is turning the tables and accusing her of thinking he's too old.

Seeing that her expression didn't seem fake, Shen Fuhan's face softened considerably.

"You go on."

"No more."

He interrupted her without reason, then told her to continue. Wen Jiayue wasn't made of clay; she had a temper too.

She pursed her lips and teased Zhao Zhao.

Shen Fuhan paused, then asked, "Why did you stop talking?"

“There’s nothing to say,” Wen Jiayue said, lowering her eyes. “As long as the Marquis continues to drink the contraceptive soup, we can talk about the child later.”

Shen Fuhan pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you unhappy?"

"I didn't, Your Excellency is overthinking it."

Despite saying that, she looked tense, and Shen Fuhan stared at her, unsure of what to do.

He had no choice but to agree, saying, "We will continue to drink the contraceptive soup. We'll discuss this matter again after we've resolved the issue with the Princess."

Wen Jiayue nodded: "Your Highness is right to think that way."

She placed the lotus flower in the water, creating ripples that spread out in concentric circles.

Zhao Zhao clapped her hands and laughed, and Wen Jiayue also showed a gentle smile.

Seeing her smile, Shen Fuhan felt relieved.

As the boat passed the pavilion in the middle of the lake, Wen Jiayue suggested, "Let's go sit for a while."

Just as Shen Fuhan was about to agree, he heard the voice of a guard calling him from the shore.

"My lord! My lady! The Emperor summons you!"

The lake tour was put on hold for the time being, and the boat soon docked at the shore.

Wen Jiayue counted the days and realized it had been a month since she last saw Yunxi. The last time they met was around the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Although she missed her, Wen Jiayue didn't really want to go.

She ran into Li Zhilan at Chunhexuan last time. Although nothing happened, she still felt uneasy about it.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiayue hesitated and said, "My lord, can I not go?"

"what happened?"

Wen Jiayue explained, "I ran into the Princess last time, and I'm afraid I'll run into her again this time."

“It’s alright,” Shen Fuhan said. “The Princess is currently recuperating at the manor and won’t be returning anytime soon.”

Seeing that he knew Li Zhilan's movements perfectly, Wen Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Fuhan said, "If you really don't want to go, I can help you explain."

Wen Jiayue shook her head: "I'll go, as long as the Eldest Princess isn't around."

Seeing how afraid she was of the Princess, Shen Fuhan frowned.

But this wasn't the place to talk, so he waited until he was seated in the carriage before speaking.

"Did the eldest princess threaten you?"

Wen Jiayue was taken aback: "No, why does Your Highness ask that?"

“You’re too afraid of her,” Shen Fuhan said slowly, “You don’t seem to be alright.”

Wen Jiayue was a little nervous. Was she being too obvious?

She explained, "The eldest princess wields immense power, which I naturally fear. If I were to contend with her, I would have no chance of winning."

"What are you arguing about?" Shen Fuhan asked with displeasure. "A-Yue, do you still think I have an affair with her?"

“Of course not,” Wen Jiayue said. “I was talking about something else, power and status.”

Power and status...

Shen Fuhan lowered his eyes in thought, then asked, "Do you want the position of a Lady of Imperial Decree?"

Wen Jiayue looked at him in surprise. She said she wanted it, but does that mean she could have it? He's not going to be the emperor.

Shen Fuhan said, "Just tell me if you want it or not."

Wen Jiayue pondered for a moment and then nodded. With an imperial decree, Li Zhilan would have to think twice before killing her.

Seeing that she agreed so readily, Shen Fuhan paused slightly.

"I thought you didn't want it."

Wen Jiayue frowned and asked, "Why would the Marquis think that way?"

"Having an official title means you have to attend various sacrificial ceremonies, court rites, and banquets," Shen Fuhan asked. "Do you want to go?"

Wen Jiayue shook her head and said, "But we can't just look at the disadvantages. Apart from this one thing, everything else is beneficial. Since the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, why shouldn't I agree?"

Shen Fuhan was speechless.

"Alright, I will go to the palace in a moment and ask the Emperor for his permission."

Wen Jiayue asked suspiciously, "Will the Emperor agree?"

Shen Fuhan hummed in agreement, silently adding in his mind that he had agreed last year.