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Chapter 483 Being near the water tower gives you an advantage (7)

Wen Jiayue's voice was innocent, and her expression was simple.

She was still young and didn't understand at all, but Shen Fuhan was already twelve years old and more mature than other children his age, already looking like a young man.

Upon hearing this, he feigned composure and asked, "Who taught you that?"

"Third sister," Wen Jiayue blinked, "she said I'm the Crown Prince's childhood sweetheart, and that I'll marry him in the future. Is that true?"

Shen Fuhan was at a loss for words.

He avoided the topic, saying calmly, "She will corrupt you; stay away from her."

Wen Jiayue pressed, "Is it really true?"

"...Let's go eat."

During the meal, upon seeing Shen Funian leave her seat, Shen Fuhan followed her.

Shen Funian suddenly felt a chill behind her. She turned around and saw that it was her older brother. She patted her chest.

"Big brother, you scared me to death."

"Don't say those kinds of things to her anymore," Shen Fuhan said coldly.

"Huh? Who is it? What did they say?"

"Child bride, marriage, and matrimony."

"Hey, I thought it was something serious. Wasn't I just telling the truth?"

"She is only five years old and should not be bound by this matter. She will understand when she grows up."

Shen Funian said nonchalantly, "I know."

Knowing her duplicity, Shen Fuhan threatened her, "If I hear another word from you, I will send you to the border."

Shen Funian shuddered involuntarily. She had no intention of going to such a godforsaken place to live a miserable life!

She quickly said, "I understand, brother. I promise I won't say anything more!"

Shen Fuhan turned and left.

Shen Funian made a face behind him. Fine, don't say it then. What if Jia Yue falls for someone else in the future? Let's see what he does then.

After staying in Chang'an for two days, Shen's parents and Shen Fuyou prepared to return home.

Shen Qianshan was still a little worried and asked, "There are no elders in the family, Fuhan, can you manage on your own?"

Shen Fuhan nodded: "Don't worry."

For him, it didn't matter whether his grandmother was there or not; she didn't care about anything, and he always made the decisions about everything in the Marquis's mansion.

Shen Qianshan patted his shoulder and said with satisfaction, "Good lad, you have the guts of your father."

"Stop flattering me," Ye Ning rolled her eyes at him. "I think our son will be more successful than you in the future."

Shen Qianshan wholeheartedly agreed: "That's true. I only know about military campaigns, but our son is skilled in both literature and martial arts."

The two showered him with praise, but Shen Fuhan remained unfazed and said, "Father, Mother, it's time for you to set off."

"Alright, take good care of your younger siblings. As long as you brothers and sisters are well, your mother and I will be at ease."

Ye Ning said, "Especially your young wife, she's been here for three months, and she still seems a bit reserved. Please take good care of her."

Shen Fuhan's ears turned red, but he said in a serious tone, "Mother, she is only my sister for now."

"Alright, alright, it's my younger sister," Ye Ning chuckled. "It'll be at least another ten years before you can change how you address her. I'm really sorry to have to put you through this."

Shen Fuhan: "..."

He was now only grateful that he was the only one who came to see him off.

After the procession had gone far away, Shen Fuhan stood and watched for a moment before returning home.

Wen Jiayue was waiting for him at the gate of the mansion. When she saw him coming, her eyes lit up and she quickly waved to him.

Shen Fuhan naturally noticed her as well, and quickly stepped forward, frowning as he asked, "Didn't I tell you to stay in the bedroom? How long have you been waiting here?"

It was the twelfth lunar month, and the weather was freezing cold. Her little face was red from the cold.

“Not long,” Wen Jiayue said with a smile. “I just had nothing to do, so I waited here for my brother, the young master.”

Shen Fuhan said helplessly, "Let's go back."

Wen Jiayue extended her slightly red hand.

He asked: "What's wrong?"

"cold."

Shen Fuhan paused for a moment before taking her soft, cool little hand in his.

Wen Jiayue sighed, "Your Highness is so warm."

“This is the only time,” Shen Fuhan said seriously. “I will have the maid buy you a hot water bottle.”

Wen Jiayue asked in confusion, "What do you mean, 'once'?"

Shen Fuhan fell silent, then explained, "Men and women should not touch each other; you and I should not have any physical contact."

"But I am the Crown Prince's childhood sweetheart."

"Forget that sentence..."

Before she could finish the word "fall," Wen Jiayue exclaimed, "Young Master, it's snowing!"

"……Um."

It snowed on New Year's Eve, and the siblings sat together and had a reunion dinner.

Shen Funian couldn't sit still, so after eating only half a meal, she ran out to set off fireworks.

Shen Fufei was worried that she might hurt herself, so he went with her.

Seeing that her brother, the Crown Prince, hadn't moved, Wen Jiayue didn't move either, and ate her meal properly.

Shen Fuhan asked, "The New Year is coming soon, do you have any wishes?"

Wen Jiayue thought for a moment before saying, "I hope that my brother, the Crown Prince, will always treat me well."

Shen Fuhan chuckled to himself.

"Brother Crown Prince, what about you?"

“I hope my family is safe and healthy,” he paused, then added, “including you.”

"Is it because I was your childhood sweetheart?"

"...It's my younger sister."

"Big brother, Jia Yue, let's set off fireworks!" Shen Funian exclaimed excitedly. "It's so much fun!"

Wen Jiayue was eager to do so, but she also wanted to stay with her brother, the Crown Prince, so she didn't respond.

Seeing that she wanted to play, Shen Fuhan stood up.

"Go out and see."

"it is good!"

Perhaps her wish came true; she spent seven New Years in the Jing'an Marquis's residence, and Shen Fuhan remained devoted to her.

Wen Jiayue is twelve years old, the age at which she first met Shen Fuhan.

But... the young master is already nineteen years old. Wen Jiayue sighed softly, feeling somewhat melancholy.

He's getting busier and busier. In the last two years, they've only seen each other every few days, and it's been even worse lately.

He was preparing for the upcoming imperial examination and often spent two or three days at a time in his study.

Wen Jiayue felt she couldn't just sit idly by, so she pondered how to pray for him.

After thinking for a while, she decided to consult Shen Funian.

When they arrived at Chang Le Courtyard, the maid told them that she was not in the courtyard.

Wen Jiayue had no choice but to go back.

Shen Funian has been appearing and disappearing mysteriously lately, and no one knows what she's up to.

Unexpectedly, she ran into Shen Funian, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, on the way.

She was dressed as a maid, acting suspiciously, and Wen Jiayue almost didn't recognize her.

"Third sister?" she called out tentatively.

Shen Funian seemed to freeze, then hurriedly turned around and shushed him.

"Don't shout, don't shout."

She covered Wen Jiayue's mouth and pulled her back to Chang Le Courtyard.

Wen Jiayue asked, "Third sister, why are you dressed like that? Where did you go?"

Shen Funian hesitated whether to tell her or not, but it would be too painful to keep it to herself.

Thinking of this, she blushed and said, "I've fallen in love with a man. I've only told you, so please don't let my older brother and second brother know."

Wen Jiayue's eyes widened: "Who is it?"