After the delicate and soft-spoken wife gave up, the aloof and powerful minister embraced her and sh

Wen Jiayue took it as an excuse to avoid suspicion and asked, "What is it?"

"Tomorrow is the first day of the lunar month, and I will stay in the Buddhist temple tonight."

On the last day of every month, Shen Fuhan would spend the entire night in the Buddhist hall.

He didn't let anyone serve him, and no one knew what he did in the Buddhist hall. Even his wife, Wen Jiayue, couldn't find out.

She wondered if he had this habit since childhood, but Shen Fuhan never wanted to talk about it, so she didn't dare to ask any further.

But she had inquired privately and found out that Shen Fuhan started when he was eighteen.

When he was eighteen... that was the year his parents passed away.

Wen Jiayue couldn't help but recall the history of how the Marquis of Jing'an's family rose to power.

Shen Fuhan's grandfather was just an ordinary commoner when he was young, during a time of great turmoil in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

My grandfather was skilled in martial arts and had a good eye for people. He supported the new ruler in establishing merit and was granted the title of Marquis of Jing'an.

Good times don't last long, though, as my grandfather died in battle.

Later, following in his father's footsteps, Shen Fuhan's father also made great achievements on the frontier, where he met a woman with superb martial arts skills, and the two became husband and wife.

After having four children, they both died in battle when Shen Fuhan was eighteen years old.

Shen Fuhan insisted on staying overnight in the Buddhist hall for several years, probably to chant sutras and pray for his grandfather and parents.

Wen Jiayue naturally had no objection to this, and simply said softly, "Husband, take care of yourself."

"it is good."

After a pause, Shen Fuhan added, "Have Ruyi keep watch tonight and call you every hour."

The scene from last night flashed through Wen Jiayue's mind, and she stammered, "I...I know."

The two fell silent.

Shen Fuhan said, "Then I will go to the Buddhist hall."

Wen Jiayue nodded gently and watched him leave the inner room. Immediately afterwards, she heard Wen Ruohuan call out in a panic, "Brother-in-law."

"What are you doing here?" Shen Fuhan's voice was somewhat displeased.

Wen Jiayue frowned, and Wen Ruohuan was eavesdropping?

"I...I'm full. I wanted to come in and see my sister and niece, but I didn't expect to run into my brother-in-law..."

Shen Fuhan said nothing more and left directly.

Wen Ruohuan also came in, patting her chest and speaking first: "My brother-in-law suddenly appeared, which startled me."

"Really?" Wen Jiayue smiled slightly. "That's quite a coincidence."

Wen Ruohuan blinked and asked innocently, "Where did my brother-in-law go?"

Since she had already heard it, Wen Jiayue didn't hide anything: "Buddhist hall."

In her past life, Wen Ruohuan did nothing inappropriate, at least not under her nose.

As for whether it happened privately... since it didn't come to light, it means she didn't succeed.

However, Wen Jiayue still cautioned, "Don't go near the Buddhist hall tonight."

Shen Fuhan was very filial and didn't want anyone to bother him.

“I know, sister,” Wen Ruohuan pouted, “I’ll go to sleep after I’ve served the old lady for you.”

Wen Jiayue didn't want to deal with her anymore, so she smiled and said, "Then go now, and come back soon."

Wen Ruohuan lingered for a while before going over.

Upon arriving at Ninghui Hall, she greeted the old lady and then reluctantly served her, wiping her face with a handkerchief.

Perhaps she used too much force, for the old lady suddenly flung her away, saying angrily, "Are you trying to suffocate me?"

Wen Ruohuan apologized, holding back her anger.

"Alright, alright, continue," the old lady said, pursing her lips. "Your service is far inferior to your sister's."

Wen Ruohuan immediately got angry upon hearing this.

From childhood to adulthood, what she hated most was when people said she was not as good as her older sister.

Whether it's her appearance, personality, or anything else, everyone except her parents praises Wen Jiayue!

Now that Wen Jiayue has married into a wealthy family, she is under even more pressure, as everyone is saying that the person she marries in the future will not be as good as her sister.

She lost again!

But in what way does she fall short of her sister?

She was far better than her sister; everyone was deceived by Wen Jiayue's appearance!

"What are you glaring at me for!" the old lady sneered at her. "If you don't want to serve me, then get out!"

Wen Ruohuan pursed her lips tightly; she really wanted to smear a handkerchief on her face!

But if it were her older sister, she would definitely hold back at this moment.

Moreover, this is her brother-in-law's grandmother, and she cannot allow the old lady to speak ill of her in front of her brother-in-law.

Wen Ruohuan took a deep breath and continued to serve him while holding her breath.

Finally leaving Ninghui Hall, Wen Ruohuan was extremely frustrated. Instead of returning to her guest room, she wandered aimlessly around the Marquis's residence.

As she wandered around, she arrived outside the Buddhist hall.

Wen Ruohuan turned her eyes and was about to walk in that direction when the maid immediately stopped her.

"Third Miss, the Marquis is inside. Let's go back."

“Brother-in-law is no outsider,” Wen Ruohuan said with a smile. “I also wanted to offer incense.”

Even outside the Buddhist hall, guards were still stationed.

Wen Ruohuan was stubborn and insisted on going in to offer incense, refusing to give up until she hit a brick wall.

The guard said, "The Marquis said that if anyone approaches this place, they should be handed over to the Madam for disposal."

Wen Ruohuan was stunned. She dared not reveal that she liked her brother-in-law, so she left dejectedly.

When Wen Ruohuan returned to the guest room, Wen Jiayue was already asleep.

She didn't know how long she had slept before Ruyi woke her up.

When Wen Jiayue woke up, she yawned through her teary eyes. Being forced to wake up from a deep sleep was truly a torment.

The thought of waking up three or four more times made her think it would be better not to sleep at all.

I really don't know how Shen Fuhan managed to wake up on time so she could breastfeed.

The thought of Shen Fuhan made Wen Jiayue feel uneasy, and she stopped thinking about it.

Just then, Ruyi also had something to report: "After leaving Ninghui Hall, the Third Miss indeed went to the Buddhist Hall, but was driven out by the guards."

Wen Jiayue responded with a soft sigh.

Wen Ruohuan may have also gone in her past life, but out of trust, she did not let anyone inquire about her whereabouts, which ultimately led to her being betrayed.

Fortunately, she still has a chance to start over, and fortunately, she has three years to plan slowly.

She was fed four times during the night, and when Wen Jiayue woke up the next day, she felt like she hadn't slept enough. After having breakfast, she went back to sleep.

Just as he was about to drift off to sleep, Ruyi suddenly walked in.

"Madam, Fourth Master is back!"

Wen Jiayue didn't react for a moment: "Who?"

Ruyi said, "The Marquis's fourth brother wants to come and see Miss. Would you like to let him in, Madam?"

Wen Jiayue was stunned. Shen Fuyou?

Of all the people in the Marquis's mansion, the one who treated her the best was probably her fourth brother, Shen Fuyou.

A bright and cheerful boy, though mischievous and unreliable, he is polite and sensible.

He didn't return to the Marquis's residence often, but when he did, he would always greet her with a smile as "Sister-in-law."

He died later.

Wen Jiayue had only met him a few times. Although she felt sorry for him, she gradually forgot about Shen Fuyou because almost no one in the Marquis's mansion mentioned him.

At this time, Shen Fuyou was still alive.

Yes, he left home when Shen Fuhan was promoted to Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review. A few months later, his body was sent from the border.

There is still one month before Shen Fuhan is promoted.

Wen Jiayue's heart was pounding. If she could help him escape this deadly ordeal...

"Ma'am, ma'am?"

Wen Jiayue snapped out of her daze: "Of course I should see him. Please invite my fourth brother in."