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Chapter 228 So Well-behaved

After leaving the study, the two went to the tea room.

Pei Huaijin chose another painting by Su Dajia, thanked Shen Fuhan once more, and then prepared to leave.

“It’s getting late, so I’ll head back to my residence now,” Pei Huaijin said, cupping his hands in greeting. “I’ll visit Brother Shen another day.”

Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "I'll see you off."

The two walked and talked until they reached the gate of the mansion.

Pei Huaijin exclaimed, "Brother Shen's talent is unparalleled. If it weren't for the lack of time, I would really like to have a long talk with Brother Shen."

“Your Highness’s literary talent is no less than mine,” Shen Fuhan asked. “Do you have any plans to take the imperial examinations in the future?”

Pei Huaijin said gently, "That's exactly what I was thinking. I've been in Liuzhou for many years and have already passed the provincial examination. I'm just waiting for the metropolitan examination next year."

Shen Fuhan was slightly puzzled and asked, "Didn't you go to Liuzhou to recuperate? How come you still have the energy to take the imperial examination?"

Pei Huaijin explained, "I was cured long ago, but the abbot of the temple said that I could not return to the capital for the time being, otherwise there would be disaster, so I delayed returning until now."

Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "I see."

“Then I’ll head back now,” Pei Huaijin said. “Brother Shen, there’s no need to see me off.”

After he got into the carriage, Shen Fuhan returned to his residence.

Hearing the servants bowing, Wen Jiayue was taken aback. How come they were back so soon!

She immediately blew out the candle and pretended to be asleep with her eyes closed.

The footsteps approached from afar, paused briefly beside the bed, and then faded away again.

Wen Jiayue opened one eye and saw that he had gone to the washroom, then breathed a sigh of relief.

They probably didn't realize she was pretending to be asleep, right?

Wen Jiayue took a deep breath, closed her eyes again, and desperately tried to hypnotize herself.

She was really afraid of Shen Fuhan last time, so she thought she could postpone the sexual intercourse as long as possible.

Once he's asleep, he shouldn't have these thoughts anymore.

Besides, Zhaozhao is still around, so he won't do anything reckless.

Wen Jiayue reassured herself, and her mind gradually calmed down.

Just as she was starting to feel sleepy, steady footsteps approached her, and her heart immediately tightened.

The footsteps stopped, a gentle breeze blew by, and warm breath touched her face.

Wen Jiayue's breathing became slightly erratic, but she quickly regained her rhythm.

The next moment, Shen Fuhan gently moved her hand away from Zhao Zhao's back.

Zhao Zhao let out a short hum, then returned to silence.

The bed was empty, and then there was a heavy weight.

Wen Jiayue had a bad feeling; Zhao Zhao must have been put in the cradle by him.

She was still hesitating between pretending to be asleep and waking up when Shen Fuhan's kiss landed on her forehead.

Next came the eyes, nose, and lips, gradually eroding downwards.

His movements were light and slow, and every place he kissed became unbearably tingling.

Like pebbles thrown into a lake, creating ripples that never fade away.

Wen Jiayue clenched her fists to barely keep quiet.

She hoped that perhaps he wouldn't continue once he saw she was asleep.

Unexpectedly, he continued downwards, his light kisses landing on the undulating areas.

Even through the inner garment, it was still damp and hot.

Wen Jiayue bit her lip and finally couldn't help but reach out to push him away.

Unexpectedly, he was prepared and easily grabbed her wrist.

"Aren't you pretending to be asleep?"

The sound came through the clothes, making it sound even more muffled and hoarse.

Wen Jiayue forced herself to speak: "You woke me up."

"Now that you're awake, don't go back to sleep."

"Zhaozhao is still here, don't do anything rash."

Wen Jiayue tried to awaken his fatherly love, but unexpectedly Shen Fuhan drew the curtains.

He said in a low voice, "In that case, just keep your voice down."

Wen Jiayue's eyes widened: "How could you..."

"What about me?" Shen Fuhan effortlessly opened her collar.

Wen Jiayue didn't have time to say anything and quickly reached out to stop him: "No..."

Shh, Zhao Zhao will hear you.

"You know Zhaozhao is here," Wen Jiayue pleaded softly, "How about tomorrow?"

Her answer was a tender kiss.

He whispered, "This time I'll be gentle."

Sweating profusely, Wen Jiayue just wanted to call him a liar.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, she let out a soft moan. Shen Fuhan covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"Aren't you afraid Zhaozhao will hear this?"

Every time Wen Jiayue spoke, he would say this sentence.

She knew he was teasing her, but she couldn't bring herself to say anything, so she just bit her lip and remained silent.

Shen Fuhan sighed softly, "So obedient."

The last syllable disappeared between her lips and teeth, and Wen Jiayue had no time to pay attention to what he had said. Her consciousness was hazy as she floated in a sea of ​​pleasure.

Looking at her emotional expression, he recalled Pei Huaijin's words, "a deep and loving couple," and his heart was filled with contentment.

The next day, Wen Jiayue slept until late morning again.

She felt weak all over and struggled to sit up, feeling even more tired than last time.

Hearing the noise, Ruyi tiptoed in. Seeing that she was indeed awake, she quickly walked over.

"Why didn't you call me to serve you, Madam?"

As she got closer, Ruyi noticed the marks on her body and was somewhat surprised.

The young master was still here last night, how come the madam and the marquis are gone...?

Wen Jiayue said shyly, "Help me change my clothes."

Ruyi came to her senses and took out the clothes that had been scented.

After washing up, Wen Jiayue went to have her meal. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Zhaozhao learning to walk in the yard and immediately felt a little guilty.

Zhao Zhao naturally saw her too and called out, "Mother!"

Meeting those incredibly clear eyes, Wen Jiayue subconsciously looked away.

Everything from last night is still vivid in my mind, and each glance at my daughter deepens my understanding.

Wen Jiayue gave a quick smile and walked towards the side hall.

Zhao Zhao tilted her head, somewhat confused as to why her mother wasn't coming to hug her, so she stumbled and went to find her.

The maids quickly protected Zhaozhao and escorted her all the way to the side hall.

Feeling wronged, Zhao Zhao hesitated for a long time before finally managing to utter a single word, albeit somewhat awkwardly.

"hug……"

Wen Jiayue didn't hear clearly, but her daughter's outstretched arms were obvious enough.

Her heart melted instantly, and she knelt down to hug her daughter.

Wen Jiayue kissed her little tuft of hair: "Do you want Mommy to hug you?"

Zhao Zhao nestled in her arms, looking pitiful, and repeated, "Hug me."

Wen Jiayue slowly stood up.

Since Zhao Zhao slept all night, why should she feel guilty today?

Anyway, Zhao Zhao is still young and doesn't remember things. Even if she did, we couldn't see her clearly through the gauze curtain.

To make up for her daughter, Wen Jiayue held her for a long time without letting go.