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

After a long while, my heartbeat finally calmed down.

Wen Jiayue had her back to Shen Fuhan. She said she was sleeping, but in fact, she kept her eyes open and stared at something, but her gaze was unfocused.

Aside from their intimate moments every three days, she and Shen Fuhan were more like strangers living under the same roof.

However, even occasional physical contact could stir up unspoken emotions, making her heart flutter.

Shen Fuhan, however, always restrained himself and rarely had moments when he couldn't control his emotions.

However, less does not mean none.

Wen Jiayue still remembers that time she went to the study. Shen Fuhan was writing, and she helped him grind the ink. For some reason, she ended up sitting on his lap.

If the page hadn't suddenly reported something, things would have almost ended...

Another time, when she was taking a bath, Shen Fuhan came in. His expression changed immediately, and he didn't leave until the water in the bathtub had completely cooled down.

Why this time?

She didn't understand; they were just having a normal conversation, so why did he suddenly lean down...?

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips. Fortunately, she dodged in time and prevented him from succeeding.

The thought of his later affair with the princess disgusted her.

However, once she finishes her postpartum confinement and rests for a while, the three-day-a-half-day marital life will definitely be on the agenda.

How should she refuse then?

Wen Jiayue felt a headache coming on just thinking about it, so she simply stopped thinking about it, put all her distracting thoughts aside, and slowly fell asleep.

The next day was a day off. When Wen Jiayue woke up and saw Shen Fuhan, she felt a little uncomfortable.

But Shen Fuhan had already become indifferent, his white robes making him appear exceptionally detached and detached, as if everything last night was just her fantasy.

Wen Jiayue patted her face, regained her senses, and summoned Ruyi to serve her.

After the two finished their meal, Shen Fuhan prepared to leave.

Although she knew he was going to see the eldest princess, Wen Jiayue still asked, "Where is the Marquis going?"

"Princess's Mansion."

Wen Jiayue smiled gently: "My lord, please remember to come back soon. Zhao Zhao's full moon celebration is just around the corner, and you, as her father, will have to put in a lot of effort."

Shen Fuhan frowned and said, "I'm not free every day. You can leave it to your third sister to handle."

Wen Jiayue gave a soft hum, "In my previous life, I entrusted this task to Shen Funian."

She said nice things, but she didn't care at all. Just then, the old lady pretended to be sick, so she became a hands-off manager and just did a sloppy job.

“I trust Lord Marquis more,” Wen Jiayue said earnestly. “Lord Marquis is the head of the family. With you personally supervising him, the servants will certainly not dare to be perfunctory.”

Fearing he would still refuse, Wen Jiayue said gently, "I have seen how much the Marquis cares about the renovation of the Princess's residence, but this matter cannot be rushed. Why not allocate some of it for our daughter's full moon celebration first?"

Shen Fuhan pondered for a moment, then finally nodded.

Wen Jiayue watched him leave, and the gentle smile on her lips instantly turned into a cold laugh.

It must have been really tough on him to think it over for so long before agreeing!

However, as long as Zhao Zhao's full moon celebration is a lively and joyous occasion, she can overlook it.

This is a good opportunity to bring good luck to my daughter, drive away all bad luck, and ensure a smooth and successful life for her.

Before noon, Shen Fuhan returned to his residence.

Hearing that he went to prepare for the full moon banquet as soon as he returned to the manor, Wen Jiayue was very satisfied and summoned Ruyi.

"Go tell the kitchen to add another dish... never mind, no need."

This is what Shen Fuhan should do, so why should she reward him?

She hadn't paid attention to Shen Fuhan's diet during this time, and he hadn't lost any meat, which meant that his picky eating habit could be corrected.

Ruyi was completely confused: "Madam, should we add it or not?"

“No more,” Wen Jiayue shook her head. “You have someone keep an eye on when the Marquis will return. I’ll wait for him to dine with me.”

"Yes."

About half an hour later, Shen Fuhan returned.

Wen Jiayue asked with concern, "How are the preparations for the full moon celebration going?"

Shen Fuhan nodded: "It's alright."

Wen Jiayue was confident in his ability to handle things; if he said it was okay, then it was okay, and she didn't ask any further questions.

"My lord, you've had a long day. Please have your meal."

Thinking that it had been a long time since she had asked about the Princess, Wen Jiayue said, "Lord Marquis, it's been almost a month since you took charge of repairing the Princess's residence. Have you seen the Princess yet?"

Shen Fuhan picked up his chopsticks and said calmly, "I've met you once."

"Just once?" Wen Jiayue asked curiously, "When?"

"Last time."

Wen Jiayue was almost driven away by his coldness, but since it concerned her and her daughter's future, she smiled and continued to speak.

"What kind of personality does the eldest princess have? Is she easy to get along with?"

"generally."

He was extremely sparing with his words, refusing to utter a single extra one.

Wen Jiayue gritted her teeth, and when he looked up, her expression changed to one of longing.

"I also want to meet the eldest princess, the late emperor's most beloved daughter and the new emperor's most trusted elder sister. She must be extremely noble. I really don't know when I will have this honor."

Shen Fuhan frowned at her and said, "Don't get involved with the Princess."

"Why?"

“There’s no reason,” Shen Fuhan said calmly, “You’re not on the same path.”

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips. He was right about that. They were indeed not on the same path, but enemies.

She replied obediently, as always, "I will listen to the Marquis."

Shen Fuhan suddenly said, "Could you also listen to my opinion on the naming?"

Wen Jiayue: "...No way!"

Realizing her tone was a bit harsh, she softened her voice and said, "My lord, please think of something else. Don't name it after these flowers and plants; I don't like them."

Shen Fuhan remained silent.

Seeing his determined look, Wen Jiayue asked the question that had been lingering in her mind for two lifetimes.

"Does the character 'Gui' have some special meaning for the Marquis?"

Shen Fuhan neither nodded nor shook his head, and after a long while said, "I guess so."

Wen Jiayue then asked, "What does it mean?"

Because of family, friends, or... a loved one?

But he had always been chaste and had never had another woman by his side... until the eldest princess appeared and things began to change.

But she couldn't figure out how the character "桂" (gui) had any connection to Li Zhilan.

"You'll find out later."

Shen Fuhan suddenly spoke up, and Wen Jiayue quickly asked, "How long later?"

He didn't answer, but simply looked up at her, his eyes filled with emotions she couldn't understand.

After a moment of eye contact, Shen Fuhan looked away.

"Let's eat first. I'll tell you later."

Wen Jiayue was furious. How could someone be like this? They whetted her appetite, but then refused to say anything!