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Chapter 226 Brother Dragonfly?

When Shen Fuhan returned to the mansion, Wen Jiayue was coaxing Zhaozhao to sleep.

The laughter of the mother and daughter came through the window, and Shen Fuhan stood outside for a moment before going inside.

Upon seeing him, Wen Jiayue's smile faded considerably.

"The Marquis is back. Would you like some hangover soup?"

Shen Fuhan shook his head; he hadn't drunk much.

"Why are you sleeping so early?"

Wen Jiayue cautiously replied, "There's nothing to do tonight."

As she said this, she felt a chill run down her spine, fearing that Shen Fuhan would make Zhaozhao sleep in the side room.

I haven't had enough sex this month (eight times), but tonight is a day later, so we can have sex.

But Shen Fuhan's excessive demands last time have kept her from getting enough rest.

That's why she quickly picked Zhao Zhao up, as a subtle way of reminding him to skip tonight.

Shen Fuhan didn't insist and went straight to wash up.

Wen Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief and continued to coax Zhaozhao to sleep.

Zhao Zhao, however, didn't really want to sleep and crawled around on the bed with her little bottom sticking up.

Afraid that she would fall, Wen Jiayue quickly sat up to protect her.

However, Zhao Zhao is very easy to manage; she will turn around on her own before she even gets to the edge of the bed.

But Wen Jiayue still dared not let her guard down; she was always more afraid of the unexpected.

Tired from climbing, Zhao Zhao slowly climbed up, leaning against the wall, and stood up unsteadily.

Zhao Zhao is almost one year old. She can stand now and has been learning to walk these past few days.

Seeing that she was about to walk, Wen Jiayue clapped her hands and said, "Come to Mother."

Zhao Zhao tilted her head, her little brows furrowed, as if she were measuring the distance, and cautiously didn't dare to move.

Wen Jiayue had no choice but to extend her arm and support her as she slowly walked over.

After taking the last step, Zhao Zhao smiled and jumped into her arms.

Wen Jiayue smiled and said, "Our Zhaozhao is really amazing. Who is this smart Zhaozhao's daughter?"

Zhao Zhao then poked her cheek, her sweet, childlike voice saying, "Mother..."

Wen Jiayue kissed her, and while she was still interested, made her walk around a few more times.

On the third time, Shen Fuhan happened to come over.

Wen Jiayue quickly said, "My lord, look! Zhaozhao can walk now."

Shen Fuhan looked over and saw that the little girl was walking unsteadily, stumbling and falling, but she was exceptionally cute.

He walked up to her, and Zhao Zhao, hearing the noise, glanced at him quickly, called out "Daddy," and continued walking with focus.

Shen Fuhan patted her little head, then suddenly looked at Wen Jiayue.

He suddenly asked, "How old were you when you could walk?"

Wen Jiayue was stunned. She was too young to remember anything back then, so how could she know?

And why is he asking this?

Shen Fuhan also felt that his question was somewhat absurd, and coughed lightly.

"Go to sleep."

Just then, Zhao Zhao was also tired, so she lazily rolled over on the thin quilt and snuggled into her mother's arms.

Wen Jiayue gently patted her back to lull her to sleep.

Shen Fuhan watched for a while, then remembered something and instructed, "We have guests tomorrow night. Remember to tell Third Sister not to let her come."

Wen Jiayue asked casually, "Who is it?"

"The heir apparent of the Duke of Qi."

Wen Jiayue nodded and asked as usual, "Is there anything I need to prepare?"

"No need."

Wen Jiayue had anticipated this outcome, so she didn't say anything more.

Since she couldn't see the prince anyway, and didn't have to do anything, it suited her perfectly.

The next day at noon, Wen Jiayue remembered the matter and sent someone to Chang Le Yuan to inform them.

Unexpectedly, Shen Funian came to find her in person.

She asked in surprise, "Why is Third Sister here?"

Shen Funian could hardly hide her anger: "Are you free this afternoon?"

Wen Jiayue nodded: "What's wrong with you?"

"Come with me to the street," Shen Funian said, pulling her outside. "I'm about to explode with anger at this brat. If we stay any longer, I'll die!"

Wen Jiayue said helplessly, "Why are you doing this to Yao'er? You're making Yao'er unhappy all the time. He's unhappy too."

In her previous life, Shen Funian didn't seem to be this irritable.

She couldn't help but wonder if it was because of Su Ye's departure that Shen Funian had shifted all her attention to Yao'er?

Shen Funian snorted: "If you mention that little brat again, I'll really get angry!"

Wen Jiayue shook her head: "Alright, where shall we go?"

She then instructed Ruyi to hire more guards to accompany them and protect their safety.

Shen Funian said unhappily, "Four guards are enough. Too many guards will make it less enjoyable to play."

Wen Jiayue didn't argue, and insisted on inviting a few more people.

Having been given a second chance at life, she knew her life was hard-won, and no matter what others said, she had to protect herself.

Seeing her like this, Shen Funian didn't say anything more.

As soon as the two left the Marquis's residence, a carriage and eight guards were already waiting outside.

Shen Funian instructed, "Go to Wanzhen Pavilion."

She was going to spend a lot of money to make up for all the humiliation she had suffered at the hands of her son!

After leaving Wanzhen Pavilion, the two went to Jinfu Pavilion, Mixiang Pavilion and Daiyan Pavilion.

Shen Funian went on a shopping spree, buying things as she went without stopping for a moment.

Under Wen Jiayue's insistence, Shen Funian finally agreed to go to the tea room for a while.

“Once you’ve rested enough,” Shen Fu said, “I’m going to continue.”

After eating a piece of lily cake, Wen Jiayue asked in surprise, "What else do you want to buy?"

These shops cover almost everything a woman needs, so what else can she buy?

“Of course, it’s to buy books for Yao’er,” Shen Funian said with a pout. “He’s been going to see Fuyou all day lately, and he’s gotten too wild. I have to urge him to study.”

Wen Jiayue asked curiously, "What are we going to do at Fourth Brother's place?"

"Who knows? Fuyou's temperament is no different from a child's, so it's not surprising that the two of them can play together."

Wen Jiayue silently put down the pastry in her hand.

Shen Fuyou is no longer a child; he even dares to keep a mistress.

However, Wen Jiayue naturally couldn't tell Shen Funian this, so she didn't respond.

The two strolled around until it was almost dark before heading home.

Finally seated in the carriage, Wen Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief.

She was already exhausted and sighed, "You can do it yourself next time, I'm tired."

Shen Funian refused: "It's so boring for me to be alone, you have to keep me company."

Wen Jiayue waved her hand: "We'll talk about it next time."

The carriage came to a steady stop outside the Marquis's residence. Wen Jiayue stepped down and saw another carriage parked to the side.

She seemed to sense something and looked up.

On the steps stood a young man in blue robes, gentle and refined, his clothes fluttering as if in the wind.

Shen Funian naturally saw him too and guessed, "Is this the heir of the Duke of Qi who has come to visit my elder brother?"

Wen Jiayue nodded: "I think so."

She wasn't interested and was about to look away when the person on the steps suddenly stopped and turned to look back.

It was quite far away, and the sky was dark, so Wen Jiayue could only vaguely make out a few outlines, and she was slightly stunned.

Why does this person look so familiar?

Almost instantly, a young, smiling face appeared in her mind, overlapping with the person on the steps.

...Brother Dragonfly?