RPAGF Chapter 173 Sweet as Honey
Chapter 173 Sweet as Honey
Wen Jiayue paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."
She agreed so easily, and Shen Fuhan raised an eyebrow slightly.
"I thought you would refuse."
Wen Jiayue glanced at him: "Would it have been useful to refuse?"
Every time he got his way, why should she waste her breath?
Shen Fuhan choked for a moment, then feigned nonchalance and said, "It really is useless."
If she doesn't agree, he will naturally use every means to make her agree.
Wen Jiayue stopped dwelling on the matter and ordered the servants responsible for taking care of Zhaozhao to go to Chang Le Courtyard to serve her. Only then did she instruct Ruyi to serve the meal.
After lunch, she prepared to take a short rest.
She got up a little early today and needs to catch up on her sleep.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, she noticed that Shen Fuhan had also lay down and held her in his arms.
His hand grasped her waist, gently caressing it, and his breath on her neck was intensely hot.
Wen Jiayue frowned and murmured, "I want to sleep."
"Go to sleep," Shen Fuhan gently bit her earlobe, "Don't worry about me."
In a daze, Wen Jiayue felt Shen Fuhan turn her over so that she was facing away from him.
However, he didn't bother her anymore, and Wen Jiayue thought he had a change of heart, so she closed her eyes with relief.
After a moment, he suddenly moved closer to her, his deep breaths falling evenly on her cheek.
Wen Jiayue could no longer pretend not to see it, and her fingers clenched the corner of the blanket.
Behind her, waves of heat surged, drawing near and then receding, each time making her breathless.
"How am I supposed to sleep if you do this?"
"Is it too heavy? How about this?"
Wen Jiayue found it even more unbearable and bit her lip, remaining silent.
He chuckled softly behind me: "Since I can't sleep, I won't keep it."
Wen Jiayue had indeed regained her senses, but she had fallen into another kind of confusion.
She couldn't see him, didn't know what he was doing, and had no idea what he was going to do next; she could only guess.
Every move he made made her feel like a frightened bird, powerless to resist.
It goes on and on, without end.
The sun was warm in early April, but the tent was unbearably hot.
Wen Jiayue tried to pull back the curtain, but Shen Fuhan grabbed her hand and stopped her.
He gently kissed her wet brows and eyes: "Don't get distracted."
Outside the door, Ruyi waited, estimating when the lady would wake up, but she didn't hear the bell ring for a long time.
Only after hearing the soft, melodious murmur did she awkwardly step back a little.
She looked up at the sky.
The Marquis and his wife have been getting along really well lately, even in broad daylight...
The sunlight gradually shifted, the hottest time of the day had passed, and a slight coolness was in the air.
There was finally some movement inside; the bell rang.
Ruyi asked through the door, "What are your orders, Lord Marquis and Lady?"
"Prepare water for a bath."
Ruyi then ordered the servant to fetch water, not daring to look into the inner room even once.
Shen Fuhan wrapped Wen Jiayue up tightly, not allowing her to sleep.
Wen Jiayue was exhausted and was about to fall asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.
"Take a bath before you sleep," Shen Fuhan gently kissed her cheek, "otherwise you won't feel comfortable."
Wen Jiayue snorted, "I don't want to..."
The indistinct sounds drifted outside, and Ruyi couldn't help but smile.
Their relationship is more than just good; it's incredibly sweet.
Although she didn't know why the lady had always been cold to the marquis, she secretly hoped that the lady and the marquis would get along well.
Life will be better if the lady and the marquis are on good terms.
Once the bathtub was full of water, Ruyi said a word, curtsied, and left.
Shen Fuhan carried Wen Jiayue to the bathroom.
After a quick wash, Wen Jiayue fell asleep immediately.
She slept until 1:15 PM, when Shen Fuhan woke her up.
"Have dinner before you go to sleep."
Wen Jiayue muttered softly, "I'm not eating."
She felt like she had just closed her eyes when she was woken up; she hadn't had enough sleep at all.
Shen Fuhan said helplessly, "Your physical strength is really just average."
These words infuriated Wen Jiayue, and she immediately opened her eyes.
But then I saw the corners of his lips curl up, and his usually aloof eyes held an obvious hint of a smile.
Is he... feeling smug?
Seeing that she had noticed, Shen Fuhan felt a little uncomfortable, so he clenched his fist, put it to his lips, and coughed lightly.
"Since you're awake, get up."
Wen Jiayue deliberately asked, "What were you laughing at just now?"
Shen Fuhan asked frankly, "Do you really want to know?"
Wen Jiayue was speechless. Who knew what he would say next? So she simply stopped talking.
Stepping outside, the sky was already dark, with a bright moon and twinkling stars.
After dinner, Wen Jiayue seemed even more energetic.
She sighed softly, wondering when she would be able to fall asleep tonight.
She wanted the wet nurse to bring Zhao Zhao over, but then she remembered that Zhao Zhao was in Chang Le Yuan, so she had to give up.
Seeing that her eyes were still open, Shen Fuhan asked, "Why aren't you sleeping?"
Knowing full well the answer, Wen Jiayue glared at him.
"Can't sleep."
Shen Fuhan lowered his eyes and said, "I do have a way to help you sleep."
"What method?"
Shen Fuhan didn't say anything, but simply pulled her into his arms.
Wen Jiayue: "..."
She asked seriously, "My lord, aren't you tired?"
She was so energetic that she didn't know what to say.
Shen Fuhan said calmly, "I was just teasing you."
Since she couldn't sleep, Wen Jiayue decided to chat with him.
He seemed to be in a good mood; perhaps we could get some information out of him?
After thinking for a moment, Wen Jiayue asked, "Has the Marquis been busy lately?"
"Fortunately."
"I think so too. Since the Emperor has taken on concubines, he seems to rarely summon you in private."
Shen Fuhan nodded slightly.
He was always a man of few words, and Wen Jiayue didn't mind. She asked curiously, "Does the Marquis know which concubine is currently the most favored?"
On their first night with the emperor, concubines would almost always be promoted in rank.
Yun Baolin has only advanced one rank so far, and he hasn't shown any particular talent.
Shen Fuhan replied, "I don't know."
Wen Jiayue frowned and asked, "The imperial court and the harem are closely intertwined. Shouldn't Your Excellency be very concerned about these matters?"
"Why bother?" Shen Fuhan looked at her. "And why are you bothered?"
Wen Jiayue calmly explained, "Curiosity is human nature. I find palace affairs very mysterious to me, so I wanted to ask about them."
In fact, her ultimate goal was the eldest princess, but she hadn't found a suitable opportunity to ask her yet.
Shen Fuhan suddenly said, "At your age, you are also eligible to enter the palace."
Wen Jiayue did not understand what he meant.
"If we hadn't gotten married, would I have entered the palace?"
Wen Jiayue: "...No."
"If you don't know how, why be curious?"
Wen Jiayue found it strange. Her curiosity about palace affairs meant she wanted to enter the palace? What kind of twisted logic was that?
However, this was not the main point, and she glossed over it.
"Since the Lunar New Year this year, it seems the Princess only allowed you to visit the Princess's residence once. Can the renovations begin now?"
Shen Fuhan's expression became even more indifferent: "No."