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Chapter 148 Another Contraceptive Soup?

When Wen Jiayue woke up, she couldn't quite distinguish between her dream and reality.

Perhaps it was because she had been thinking about it during the day that she dreamed about it at night. Just now, she dreamed of the scene in her past life where Shen Fuhan kissed her awake.

She tried to struggle, but he held her hand firmly.

So when she came to her senses, she thought she was still in a dream.

But what I heard was not the rumble of a carriage, but rather the sound of panting, sometimes light, sometimes heavy.

Wen Jiayue looked at the person beside her with a dazed expression.

Shen Fuhan said in a hoarse voice, "You're awake."

He was prepared to be discovered the first time he did this, so he remained relatively calm.

He had also considered what her reaction would be—first bewilderment, then shock, and finally slapping him.

But he won't give her that chance.

Shen Fuhan hugged her tighter, kissed her lips, and caressed her slender waist with his hands, igniting a wildfire of passion.

Wen Jiayue finally realized that she wasn't dreaming.

"You... um..."

He only managed to utter one word before the rest of his words were swallowed up.

Wen Jiayue finally understood the situation and panicked a little. She unconsciously tightened her grip, and Shen Fuhan took a deep breath.

"lighter."

Wen Jiayue was stunned for a moment and tried to let go, but he still held her hand tightly, not giving her a chance to pull away.

"You..." Wen Jiayue asked in a trembling voice, "How could you do such a thing!"

She never knew that the upright and honest Shen Fuhan had such a side to him.

She actually used her hand...

Upon hearing this, Shen Fuhan chuckled softly.

He countered with, "Why do you ask?"

Wen Jiayue bit her lip: "I've already said, you can take a concubine, why do you have to torture each other?"

Shen Fuhan's smile vanished instantly, and he said coldly, "I don't like what you're saying."

He pulled her into his arms even more forcefully.

Wen Jiayue was powerless to resist, wavering between struggling and compromising.

It seems that no matter what she does, she can't escape it tonight.

Shen Fuhan suddenly spoke slowly and deliberately: "You still owe me a kiss."

He said softly, "If you remain unmoved after this kiss, I won't force you."

Seeing a glimmer of hope, Wen Jiayue tried her best to act like a soulless rag doll, remaining unmoved no matter what Shen Fuhan did.

But he was extremely gentle, and every light kiss and caress made her heart race.

He raised her hands above his head, their fingers intertwined, just like those enchanting nights of the past.

Wen Jiayue kept her eyes tightly closed. The more she tried not to think about it, the more images surfaced in her mind.

In a hazy state of consciousness, Shen Fuhan's fingers had already skillfully probed inside.

The moon parted the mist, and its light pierced through the clouds, streaming in through the window.

Her delicate, white hands draped limply over the edge of the bed, stretching out and then curling up again, her fingernails reflecting the hazy moonlight.

He was immediately grabbed by a strong, powerful hand and pulled into the quilt.

The moonlight is enchanting, and the stars shine eternally.

Before we knew it, the stars and moon gradually dimmed, and a faint light appeared on the horizon.

Shen Fuhan tucked her sweat-dampened hair behind her ear, admiring her beautiful face brimming with the essence of spring, and rang the bell.

The maid on night watch woke up instantly and hurriedly asked, "What are your orders, Master?"

"Prepare water for a bath."

His voice was somewhat hoarse, and he had lost some of his composure.

Hearing the sound, Wen Jiayue became a little more awake and murmured, "I want to sleep..."

She had lost count of how many times he had tormented her, turning her over and over in his arms.

At first, she could still struggle, but now she doesn't even have the strength to curse him.

All she knew was that she was extremely tired and just wanted to sleep.

"Wash up before you sleep," Shen Fuhan said contentedly. "Just hang in there a little longer."

Before she could finish speaking, Wen Jiayue had already closed her eyes and fallen into a deep sleep.

Seeing how tired she was, Shen Fuhan didn't wake her up again.

After the servants left, he prepared to carry her into the bathroom.

As if sensing his touch, she trembled in her sleep, saying "No" in a tearful voice.

Just like last time when she got drunk.

Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, glanced at the faint light streaming in through the window, and fell into deep thought.

After the servants left, he picked her up and carried her into the washroom.

After bathing, he tried his best to ignore the deep and shallow red marks on her body and helped her put on her undergarments.

"thirsty……"

She muttered to herself, but it was hard to hear. Shen Fuhan leaned closer and poured her a cup of tea.

He poured the tea into her mouth and savored it repeatedly, holding it in his mouth.

Realizing that they couldn't continue, Shen Fuhan stepped back in time and covered her with the blanket.

Having just returned from Yuzhou, the Emperor granted him a day off, so he was exempt from duty today and continued to sleep.

After sleeping for more than an hour, Shen Fuhan opened his eyes and gazed at her sleeping face.

She is capable of developing feelings, yet she always rejects them.

After watching her for a while and seeing that she was still breathing heavily and showed no signs of waking up, Shen Fuhan got up and left.

As he walked out the door, he glanced at Ruyi and instructed her, "Don't disturb Madam's sleep."

Ruyi nodded.

Just as he was about to leave, Shen Fuhan remembered something.

"Once Madam wakes up, send someone to inform me."

He went straight to the study.

The sunlight shifted, and before I knew it, it was noon.

Wen Jiayue slowly opened her eyes, and the scenes from last night immediately flooded back, leaving her with mixed feelings.

As expected, Shen Fuhan succeeded.

She knew this day would come sooner or later, but Shen Fuhan had gone too far! All night long!

But the most urgent thing is not to settle scores with him, but to drink the contraceptive soup in time.

Wen Jiayue shook the bell listlessly.

Ruyi hurriedly came in: "Madam is awake. Are you hungry? The food is ready."

Wen Jiayue nodded: "Help me up."

Her voice was so hoarse that Ruyi was startled and quickly went to help her up.

With the help of the Ruyi, Wen Jiayue slowly sat up.

Her whole body felt weak and she couldn't muster any strength. In her heart, she cursed Shen Fuhan eight hundred times.

But what's done is done, and there's no point in saying anything now.

After washing up, Wen Jiayue said, "Go find Physician Su and ask him to brew a calming soup and send it over."

Ruyi paused for a moment: "What Madam means is..."

“It’s exactly what you mean,” Wen Jiayue said, pursing her lips. “Go quickly.”

Ruyi whispered, "The Marquis is in the manor, Madam, why don't you wait a little longer?"

Wen Jiayue was taken aback for a moment before remembering that ministers were given a day off each time they returned to the capital.

Just as she was about to nod, Shen Fuhan pushed open the door and walked in.

Wen Jiayue's heart skipped a beat, and then she heard him ask in a low voice, "Do you want to drink contraceptive soup again?"