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Chapter 315 A Loving Couple, United in Heart

Shen Fuhan's palms were sweaty.

She should understand now, right?

Wen Jiayue still didn't dare to think that way. Shen Fuhan always spoke in a roundabout way. Who knew if his heart truly belonged to a loving couple?

She had already been fooled long enough in her past life; if she were to take his vague words seriously now, she would be a fool.

Wen Jiayue simply asked directly, "What do you mean by 'where your heart leads,' my husband?"

Shen Fuhan took a deep breath. She really didn't understand?

Just as he was about to explain, he suddenly noticed that her body was trembling slightly, and knew that she was enduring pain, so he held her tightly.

Wen Jiayue was too preoccupied to listen to him, struggling to withstand the unbearable pain.

Shen Fuhan gently patted her back to comfort her, mentally preparing what he would say later.

But what should he say?

He didn't believe Wen Jiayue didn't understand the symbolism of twin lotus blossoms, but she asked him what it meant.

Shen Fuhan's eyes dimmed. Was she pretending not to understand?

Even after being gentle and considerate for so long, her heart is still full of Pei Huaijin?

The thought of going to the Duke of Qi's mansion again tomorrow, where the two of them would meet, talk, and smile at each other, filled Shen Fuhan with resentment.

He deserved it. Even so, he never thought of finding a reason to prevent Wen Jiayue from going to the Duke's mansion.

He was almost masochistic, wanting to know just how far their love had gone.

Or perhaps, a sliver of delusion still lingered in his heart; maybe the love was just his illusion, that he had misjudged the situation that day.

Pei Huaijin appeared frequently, and his gaze toward Wen Jiayue was always exceptionally gentle and affectionate.

Wen Jiayue painted many more pictures of dragonflies, and even said that she liked dragonflies.

He can't fool himself.

"My husband, please speak."

Shen Fuhan snapped out of his daze and asked in a low voice, "Does it not hurt anymore?"

"It hurts, but it's a little better than before," Wen Jiayue didn't hide anything. "You go first."

Shen Fuhan looked into her eyes, hesitating between speaking and remaining silent.

But then he decided that he had to tell them.

It doesn't matter if she runs away, but he can't run away anymore.

If he doesn't speak up soon, Wen Jiayue will be snatched away by Pei Huaijin sooner or later.

“The twin lotus symbolizes a loving and devoted couple,” Shen Fuhan said calmly. “This is what my heart desires.”

Wen Jiayue looked up into his eyes, and saw...the loving relationship between husband and wife?

It's truly astonishing that this word would come out of Shen Fuhan's mouth; seeing is believing.

Although she guessed correctly, Wen Jiayue didn't react.

It's just talk; she could do it too.

They've been married for more than a year or two; including their previous life, it's been a full six years. She knows his personality all too well.

Can a month or two of gentle care offset six years of cold indifference?

Unless he can continue to treat her like this, making her forget the past he once was.

Wen Jiayue then said "Oh," and "I see."

Shen Fuhan was a little puzzled. Was her reaction too bland?

He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Ah Yue, don't you have anything to say?"

A wave of drowsiness washed over her, and Wen Jiayue closed her eyes, asking, "What did you say?"

“Say whatever you want,” Shen Fuhan suggested. “For example, twin lotus flowers.”

Wen Jiayue snuggled against him and murmured, "But all I want to do right now is sleep."

Shen Fuhan remained silent for a moment, then compromised and said, "Okay, go to sleep."

Not long after, I heard her even and gentle breathing.

Shen Fuhan was left staring at her, lost in thought, his mind in turmoil.

Is it that she doesn't want to talk to him, or is she really tired?

Falling asleep so quickly, it must be the latter.

But this also proves that his words did not stir up any ripples in her heart.

She listened calmly, even getting sleepy, without saying a word.

When they first got married, she had endless things to say to him. She not only showed concern for his well-being, but also had eyes only for him, and every word she spoke was about him.

But now they are so indifferent.

Indifference… Shen Fuhan lowered his eyes slightly; that seemed to be how he treated her back then.

He wasn't a talkative person to begin with, and he was marrying a girl he had never met before, so he wasn't quite used to it.

From childhood to adulthood, many outsiders have shown him concern and care, but almost none of them were genuine; their motives were mixed in. Only Wen Jiayue was different.

She cared about him, and she truly cared about him without expecting anything in return.

But he didn't know how to treat her, and he was even more worried that Li Zhilan would find out how good he was to her and take revenge.

After all, he had only been in the court for three years at that time, and his power was not yet fully developed. He was not strong enough to contend with Li Zhilan. If he made a move in secret, he was not entirely confident that he could save her.

So, day after day, he treated his wife no differently than anyone else.

She never complained, acting as a gentle and virtuous wife, managing the entire Marquis's mansion in an orderly manner.

However, not complaining doesn't mean she doesn't harbor resentment.

Has she been harboring resentment for two years and is now disappointed in her husband?

Therefore, even if she saw his changes, she still ignored them, because his cold image was already deeply ingrained in her mind.

Shen Fuhan became increasingly alarmed as he thought about it, and even breathing became painful.

Was he wrong from the very beginning?

I've already made a mistake for two years. Is there any way I can win her back?

For the first time in her life, Shen Fuhan felt insecure.

He was certain that he could bring down Li Zhilan to avenge Fu Fei, and he was also certain that his political achievements would be outstanding and that he would be remembered in history. The only thing he lacked confidence about was his love life.

He didn't know if he could win back Wen Jiayue's heart, or even how he should love her.

Even her gentleness and thoughtfulness during this period were laughable and clumsy imitations.

He even wondered if, while he was imitating her, Wen Jiayue might think of Pei Huaijin for a fleeting moment.

But while he loathed himself, he became deeply involved, all for the sake of getting her to see him.

As it turns out, a fake is a fake. When he imitates her, she gets into character, but when he becomes her, she can immediately detach herself.

He could only hear what he wanted to hear when she was emotional.

As for whether it was the truth or not, he always knew it clearly.

Just like when she calls him "Brother Fuhan," she never wanted to call him that; it was through his coercion and enticement that she had no choice but to comply.

Shen Fuhan looked at the matching clothes hanging together incense not far away. Moonlight poured down on the twin lotus blossoms, making them shimmer and lifelike.

In his eyes, however, it was like a flower in full bloom, about to wither and fade.

But one day, through his efforts, it will regain its vitality.

Shen Fuhan left a light kiss on Wen Jiayue's forehead.