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Chapter 202 Husband's Strict Control?
Wen Jiayue didn't mind at all.
A princess of a nation who cannot win the heart of the man she loves turns out to be just like any other ordinary person, resorting to these underhanded tactics in private.
Even if Shen Fuhan really agrees to give one Long Feng Pei to each of them, what does that prove?
It's just a ridiculous trick to try and destroy a couple's relationship.
Wen Jiayue thought to herself, so what if it annoys me? Will Li Zhilan be happy because of it?
She didn't want to play the sad and heartbroken character anymore, so she asked back with a bewildered look.
"What do you mind? I didn't understand just now."
Upon hearing this, Li Zhilan felt as if he had punched cotton.
Forget it, why bother arguing with an ant?
Crushing her would be easier than crushing an ant. When to make a move is entirely up to her.
Why waste your breath?
Moreover, Shen Fuhan is still here, so we can't make it too obvious.
She didn't yet know Shen Fuhan's thoughts; he always seemed aloof and unpredictable.
But it's precisely this back-and-forth tug-of-war that makes it interesting.
If Shen Fuhan were like everyone else, a man who could be obtained with a flick of the wrist, what fun would there be?
Thinking of this, Li Zhilan smiled and said, "It's nothing. I'm hungry too. Let's go have a meal."
Wen Jiayue was slightly surprised. Why did she suddenly stop talking?
But that suited her just fine.
The four sat down in order, and Li Zhixu couldn't help but ask, "Royal Sister, why didn't Consort Yun come over?"
He had wanted to ask when Li Zhilan first entered the hall, but the three of them were so engrossed in their conversation that he didn't get a chance to speak.
"You're only thinking about your Yun Cairen," Li Zhilan snorted. "She's not feeling well and can't come."
Li Zhixu said regretfully, "Then I will go and see her in a while."
"You're really quite taken with this talented woman," Li Zhilan shook her head and chuckled. "Has she bewitched you? What is it about her that attracts you?"
Wen Jiayue couldn't help but listen intently.
She also wanted to know why, among the three thousand beauties in the harem, the emperor favored Consort Yun above all others.
“She…” Li Zhixu thought carefully, “She is different from the other concubines.”
The first time he favored Yunxi, she started her period.
From what she said, her menstrual cycle is irregular, so she doesn't know the exact date.
She looked terrified, tears streaming down her face, fearing that he might beat her to death in a fit of rage.
But he is not that kind of person.
Moreover, having favored different beauties for seven or eight days in a row, he wanted to rest, so he stayed at Chunhe Pavilion that night.
He couldn't sleep, so he talked to her, but she was too timid, answering only one question at a time, like a frightened rabbit, which was quite amusing.
Because of this amusing incident, he promoted her the following day according to the rules for the first time he served her.
He entered Chunhexuan for the second time, but still failed to win the emperor's favor.
She was so frightened that she didn't even know the rules of serving the emperor in bed; it seemed no one had ever taught her.
These old women are really thick-skinned. They don't teach her just because she comes from a humble background, which makes her so afraid of them.
But it was this naiveté that made him feel novel, while the other concubines were not afraid at all and found the routine boring.
He would think about it when he couldn't get the food, and two days later he came to Chunhexuan again.
He taught her to relax, to accept him, and their eventual union was an experience she had never had before.
She was a blank sheet of paper, and he was the one who painted on that blank sheet, regardless of whether it was bold and colorful or pristine and flawless, it was all up to his whim.
As time went by, he often stayed overnight at Chunhexuan, gradually figuring out her personality and finding her increasingly interesting.
Gradually, Yunxi started to act childish with him and was no longer as afraid of him as before.
This change also intrigued him; there was always something new about her.
"I remember the Emperor saying he liked bright, smiling, and peerless beauties, but now it's completely different."
His elder sister's words brought him back to his senses. Li Zhixu coughed lightly and said, "I was just talking nonsense back then."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "However, I only find her interesting, not to the point of liking her."
Li Zhilan wasn't interested in the topic, so she stopped teasing him and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, please eat."
After the Emperor started eating, Wen Jiayue silently picked up her chopsticks as well.
I haven't reached the point of liking it yet, but two years later I'll be in love with it to the core.
I wonder if the Emperor will regret not treating Yunxi better now that he knows she will die in childbirth.
I bet I will.
Thinking of this, she felt somewhat saddened.
Even an emperor who should be ruthless and loveless still has a trace of true feelings, but Shen Fuhan does not.
However, he never loved her, and even if he did, it wasn't for her.
Why isn't Madam Shen eating?
Li Zhilan suddenly spoke, interrupting her thoughts.
Wen Jiayue casually said, "The food in the palace is too exquisite. I don't know which dish to eat. Please forgive me, Princess."
“It seems that you don’t come to the palace often,” Li Zhilan said calmly. “There is also a royal chef in my princess’s residence. You can come and try his cooking when the time comes.”
Wen Jiayue's heart tightened. Inviting her to the princess's residence?
Li Zhilan had mentioned it before when they parted on the pleasure boat, but it was just a polite remark, and both of them understood the implication.
This time, however, it doesn't seem quite like it.
Just as she was pondering how to politely decline, Shen Fuhan had already refused on her behalf.
"Thank you, Princess, but there's no need."
His words were quite direct, leaving no room for negotiation.
Li Zhilan's face immediately turned somewhat ugly, and he asked, suppressing his temper, "Why?"
Shen Fuhan said, "This humble subject does not want her to appear in public. As the wife of the Marquis, she naturally has to be a good wife and mother, respect her grandmother, and manage the affairs of the Marquis's mansion. She has no free time."
Li Zhilan was somewhat taken aback, never expecting Shen Fuhan to have such thoughts.
No wonder Wen Shi never attended any banquets, big or small; it turns out Shen Fuhan forbade it.
Li Zhilan pursed her lips slightly. Such a pedantic and old-fashioned man…
However, she remembered something else.
Why did Madam Shen leave the manor last time?
Shen Fuhan snorted without changing his expression.
“She left the manor without my knowledge, and I naturally punished her when I returned.”
Wen Jiayue obediently lowered her head, her expression submissive.
She stammered, "I am deeply grateful for the Princess's kindness, but I am afraid I will have to disappoint her."
But in her heart she was thinking that Shen Fuhan's words sounded so true.
However, in this way, she won't need to go to the princess's residence anymore, and it will be a one-time solution.
Li Zhilan chuckled and said, "Why should I be afraid of him? I'll take care of it for you."
She wanted to see them fight it out, tearing off the mask of their marriage, so that she could reap the benefits.
Wen Jiayue hurriedly replied in a flustered manner, "This humble woman dares not disobey the Marquis."
Li Zhilan smiled and said, "Oh? Is that so?"
Seeing her nod, Li Zhilan continued, "If Lord Shen placed a letter of divorce in front of you, would you agree to it?"