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Chapter 236 The Fourth Dream (Part 4)

Shen Fuhan pondered for a moment, but still had no clue.

Logically speaking, he wouldn't do that, especially since the day he painted the picture happened to be his birthday, which he should have cherished.

Shen Fuhan stared intently at the cut-off corner, examining it closely.

Wen Jiayue's lotus painting extends all the way to the bottom. To preserve the integrity of the painting, nothing was changed except for the inscription.

Therefore, this piece of paper looks particularly strange, except that one corner is missing.

Is there something wrong with the inscription?

Or perhaps he accidentally tore it and had no choice but to cut it off?

He caught a glimpse of Yao'er's wife leaving, but he didn't dwell on it and walked over to her.

In the dream, Shen Fuhan began to open the letter.

As soon as Shen Fuhan unfolded the letter, his vision went black upon seeing the handwriting.

I never imagined that after all these years, Yao'er's handwriting would still be so terrible.

It seems that in the future I will not only have to teach him to read, but also have to find time to teach him to practice calligraphy.

With that thought in mind, he struggled to decipher the words in the letter.

In his letter, Shen Chengyao said that the change of surname was something Shen Funian had longed for his whole life, and he was extremely grateful.

However, he did not seek the position of Marquis of Jing'an. He felt he was not worthy of it and that there might be a better candidate. There was no need to rush to choose him.

He then gave two examples. The first was about how he bullied Zhao Zhao when he was a child.

Shen Fuhan was taken aback. When did Yao'er bully Zhao Zhao?

In his memory, Yao'er always smiled whenever he saw Zhao Zhao and would play with her, just like an older brother.

Did Yao'er bully Zhao Zhao when he wasn't paying attention?

Shen Fuhan noted this down and went to look at the second thing in the letter.

Yao'er said that Shen Funian felt guilty towards Wen Jiayue because he didn't treat her well when she was alive, and only began to miss her after she passed away.

Actually, she had always liked this sister-in-law, but she didn't want to see her so weak.

She never showed it, only asking Xiao Suye to take her pulse before she died, but unfortunately, there was no cure and she could not be saved.

Xiao Suye is Su Ye's name.

Shen Fuhan stared at the four characters "no cure" for a long time, his breathing becoming somewhat labored.

Did he die of illness?

Why were there no other doctors to treat him?

And why did Zhao Zhao also pass away?

After reading the letter, the dream version of myself calmly folded it up.

Shen Fuhan clenched his fist, wanting to punch him.

Why weren't you able to protect her?!

Unfortunately, he couldn't hear, and kept grinding ink to write a reply.

"My mind is made up. I hope you will return safely."

As the last stroke was made, Shen Fuhan suddenly woke up.

He looked around, breathing heavily.

The room was a little dark, and there were faint orange-yellow sunset clouds on the horizon. I slept for so long.

The faint voices of Wen Jiayue and Shen Funian could be heard coming from the courtyard; they seemed to have been back for a while.

Shen Fuhan pinched the bridge of her nose; their friendship didn't match up with what she had dreamt about.

In her dream, Wen Jiayue never knew that Shen Funian liked her sister-in-law until her death, but now, they have long been close friends.

Shen Fuhan felt a sense of separation between reality and illusion, unsure which side was real.

"Yao'er, go quickly and see if your uncle is awake. I think I heard something."

Shen Funian's voice came over, and Shen Fuhan heard it clearly, but remained silent.

A short while later, Shen Chengyao reluctantly entered.

Shen Fuhan scrutinized him with sharp eyes.

When Shen Chengyao met his uncle's gaze, his heart raced. He hurriedly lowered his head and stammered.

"Uncle, Uncle, you're awake. My mother wants you to go have a meal."

He doesn't look like the type to bully Zhao Zhao at all.

Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "I understand."

Shen Chengyao ran out immediately; his uncle was truly terrifying!

Just then, the wet nurse brought Zhao Zhao out, and Shen Chengyao immediately forgot about his terrible uncle and approached Zhao Zhao with a smile.

"Zhaozhao, let your brother hug you."

Upon hearing this, the wet nurse hesitated and looked at the lady sitting in the courtyard.

Wen Jiayue smiled and said, "Let him carry you, you just need to protect him a bit."

Shen Chengyao finally got to hold his little sister, and he showered her with kisses and sniffs, clearly adoring her.

Zhao Zhao wasn't afraid of him. She grabbed his face with her little hands and pulled it back and forth, seemingly wondering why he had so much flesh.

Shen Chengyao was in some pain from her grip, and he grimaced in pain, but did not stop her.

Shen Fuhan took in the whole scene.

If Yao'er had bullied Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao wouldn't be so relaxed.

Is it not the right time to bully her yet, or is Yao'er different from the one in my dream?

Shen Fuhan walked out while pondering.

Upon seeing his uncle, Shen Chengyao's face immediately fell. He handed Zhaozhao back to the wet nurse and ran away in a flash.

"You really don't know any manners." Shen Funian glared at her son, then quickly turned to Shen Fuhan for help.

"Brother, have you been working too hard these past few days? Why have you been sleeping for so long?"

Shen Fuhan looked at Wen Jiayue.

She seemed not to hear her, clapped her hands to attract Zhaozhao's attention, and said with a smile, "Come to Mother."

Shen Fuhan's eyes dimmed slightly, and he said, "Let's go have a meal."

Then everyone got up and walked towards the side hall.

Wen Jiayue held Zhaozhao close to her side and watched her daughter intently during the meal, making sure she was eating well.

Even with a wet nurse and a group of maids around, she still preferred to do things herself as long as Zhaozhao was by her side.

Shen Fuhan suddenly coughed lightly.

Wen Jiayue glanced at him subconsciously.

Shen Fuhan then spoke up: "I plan to have Yao'er practice calligraphy properly from now on, so he will study for an extra 15 minutes every day. Do you have any objections?"

Shen Chengyao, who was engrossed in eating, looked up blankly, as if the sky had fallen again.

He didn't dare refuse under his uncle's nose, so he secretly tugged at his mother's clothes, hoping she would help him.

Shen Funian smiled and said, "Of course I have no objection. Besides, Yao'er was so eager that he grabbed my clothes, wishing he could go learn right now. It seems he's willing too."

Shen Chengyao was on the verge of tears; he hadn't meant it that way at all!

Seeing that there was nothing for her to do, Wen Jiayue continued eating.

Unexpectedly, Shen Fuhan suddenly looked at her and asked, "And you?"

Wen Jiayue asked, completely bewildered, "What's wrong with me?"

"Any comments?"

Wen Jiayue was a woman of few words; she simply shook her head and placed a meatball in Zhao Zhao's bowl.

Shen Fuhan remained silent for a moment, then ladled out a bowl of chicken soup and placed it in front of her.

Wen Jiayue said in surprise, "I don't drink."

“Chicken soup is nourishing,” Shen Fuhan said. “You are weak, so you need to nourish yourself properly.”

Wen Jiayue wanted to refuse again, but when he said she was weak, she immediately picked up the bowl.

"I also feel a bit weak lately, thank you, Lord Marquis."

Since Shen Fuhan said that she was weak, wouldn't it be foolproof to pretend to be sick in a couple of days?