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Chapter 352 2 Love each other

Wen Jiayue could hear Shen Fuhan's voice trembling; he wasn't as calm as he appeared.

At this moment, he was neither the revered Marquis of Jing'an nor the brilliant judge of the Court of Judicial Review, but simply a husband revealing his hidden love to his wife.

Wen Jiayue lowered her eyes, moved by his words, but still felt a little lost, for herself and Zhaozhao who died unjustly in their previous life.

She knew it wasn't his fault, but since he was the one who sparked all of this, she couldn't help but resent him.

If he had paid more attention to her back then, perhaps she and Zhaozhao wouldn't have ended up in such a tragic situation.

But she has been reborn. Does this mean that heaven has not only given her a chance, but also given Shen Fuhan a chance?

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the only person she can spend the rest of her life with for the next few decades is Shen Fuhan.

The past cannot be retrieved; perhaps she should also think carefully about her future with Shen Fuhan.

Whether you're in love or resentful, life goes on, so why not try the good side?

Wen Jiayue had figured it out, and under Shen Fuhan's expectant gaze, she nodded gently.

"I promise you."

Shen Fuhan's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, as if he had survived a disaster.

He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.

"Thank you, Yue."

Wen Jiayue raised her hand, and after a moment, gently placed it on his back.

Before Shen Fuhan could even feel happy, she heard her say, "If you haven't done well these past few days, I'll pretend I didn't hear what you said tonight."

Shen Fuhan responded and solemnly said, "I will definitely treat you well and do whatever you want."

Wen Jiayue deliberately teased, "Then you can sleep on the bed tonight."

Shen Fuhan: "...This won't work."

Wen Jiayue pushed him away, her face tense, and asked, "Didn't you just say you'd do whatever I wanted? Are you going back on your word so soon?"

Shen Fuhan was momentarily flustered, but then he caught a glimpse of cunning in her eyes and immediately realized that she was doing it on purpose.

“I said no, and that’s final,” Shen Fuhan said, picking her up in his arms. “In this matter, I’m the one who decides.”

Wen Jiayue exclaimed, "Hey! I haven't finished applying my perfume yet!"

Shen Fuhan casually picked up her bottles and jars: "I'll help you with those in a bit."

He pushed her down onto the bed, their breaths mingling. He restrained himself and asked in a hoarse voice, "A-Yue, may I kiss you?"

Wen Jiayue turned her face away. How could she possibly answer such a question?

Moreover, when did Shen Fuhan become so polite?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Shen Fuhan nuzzled the tip of her nose: "Can I?"

As he spoke, his thin lips would occasionally brush against hers, clearly intentionally.

Wen Jiayue couldn't take it anymore and pushed him away.

"If you won't kiss me, at least help me apply perfume..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Fuhan captured her lips and teeth in his mouth.

Wen Jiayue opened her eyes, but he kept his eyes closed and kissed her gently and tenderly.

My heart ached instantly, and even the corners of my eyes felt hot.

So... this is what mutual love feels like?

But she wasn't so easily bribed. After the kiss ended, Wen Jiayue returned to her calm demeanor.

He said to wait until everything calms down before giving him the answer.

She really wanted to know what Shen Fuhan would do, so she decided to imitate his old ways and keep him guessing about her thoughts.

She suffered for six years because of this, and now the tables have turned. It's not unreasonable for Shen Fuhan to suffer for a month or two, is it?

Upon closer reflection, Wen Jiayue even felt that she had lost out.

Shen Fuhan continued to apply the perfume balm to her, and after applying the four types, his technique became more and more skillful.

As he tidied up, he asked, "Do we really need so many kinds?"

“Yes, they have different effects,” Wen Jiayue explained simply to him, “In short, each one is useful and none can be missing.”

Shen Fuhan pondered for a moment: "It seems I need to ask my fourth brother to help me find a jar that can make me younger."

Wen Jiayue: "..."

It's clear that he's really bothered by his age.

Shen Fuhan put the perfume back in its place and then prepared to blow out the lamp.

Wen Jiayue felt that something was missing, and as her vision dimmed, she finally remembered.

Why didn't you bring Zhaozhao along?

“Let her sleep with her wet nurse from now on,” Shen Fuhan suggested to her. “Zhaozhao is getting older. It wouldn’t be good for her if she saw something she shouldn’t.”

Wen Jiayue hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

She initially let Zhao Zhao sleep with her to keep Shen Fuhan from touching her inappropriately—but in the end, he still did touch her inappropriately.

Now that we don't have that concern anymore, let Zhaozhao sleep in the side room.

Moreover, if Zhaozhao sees something, she might actually remember it.

In her past life, she could recite many poems when she was three years old. She could also remember things clearly when asked. She was very clever and quick-witted.

It's already starting to show signs. Yesterday, she took Zhaozhao to the lake, and Zhaozhao pointed at the fish and called out "Little Fish Brother," clearly still remembering Cui Yu.

Speaking of Cui Yu, they should be coming to visit the day after tomorrow, and Wen Jiayue should start preparing.

Seeing that she remained silent, Shen Fuhan asked, "What are you thinking about?"

“I’m thinking about the Ningguo Duke’s family’s visit the day after tomorrow,” Wen Jiayue said. “If the weather is nice that day, shall we host them at the Lakeside Pavilion?”

Shen Fuhan had almost forgotten about this family. Upon hearing this, he said with displeasure, "Just treat them casually..."

Seeing Wen Jiayue frown, he changed his mind and said, "Of course not. I think A-Yue's idea is excellent. Boating and watching the fish is very elegant."

Wen Jiayue nodded and said, "If the weather is bad, let's have the children play in the small garden. There will be room for them to play together."

Shen Fuhan hummed in agreement and then suggested, "Why don't we invite all the aristocratic families we're on good terms with, those with children? The more people, the more lively it will be."

As long as she has enough playmates, Zhao Zhao will definitely not just focus on Cui Yu alone.

Wen Jiayue glared at him: "We didn't mention it beforehand, which is against the rules. Husband, can you say something more reasonable?"

Shen Fuhan had no choice but to give up.

He's almost finished teaching those two little maids, and they'll be able to play with Zhao Zhao in a few days. He's not afraid that Zhao Zhao will be kidnapped by Cui Yu.

After discussing the matter, Wen Jiayue prepared to go to sleep.

She closed her eyes, and suddenly remembered something else: "Don't wake me tomorrow morning, and even if you do, I won't kiss you."

Shen Fuhan smiled in a low voice: "You've certainly learned to be a little temperamental."

His tone was somewhat indulgent, making Wen Jiayue blush. She was glad that the room was dark and no one could see her.

She pretended to be willful and said, "That's just how I am. You can still regret it now."

"I don't regret it," Shen Fuhan said softly, gently rubbing her face. "I like it very much."

Whether she's gentle or spoiled, he likes her no matter what.

He even wanted her to be more spoiled and willful, which proved that she had completely let down her guard in front of him and could be as willful as she wanted.