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

On the eve of the full moon celebration, Zhao Zhao's name was finally confirmed, just like in her previous life—Shen Yu Zhao.

Wen Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief. For the past few days, she and Shen Fuhan had been arguing about a name, and she almost thought he was going to insist on using the character "Gui".

After the name was decided, Wen Jiayue immediately felt relieved.

Tomorrow is Zhaozhao's full moon celebration, and as her mother, she naturally needs to look her best.

Since starting her postpartum confinement period, she has only ever wiped herself down and hasn't had a proper bath.

Taking advantage of the good midday sun, Wen Jiayue went to the washroom after having lunch.

As she immersed herself in the hot water, she let out a comfortable sigh, her brows and eyes relaxing.

Ruyi said with heartache, "Madam has really suffered."

Wen Jiayue smiled and said, "The worst time is over. From now on, it will definitely be good days."

Ruyi naturally assumed she was referring to childbirth and postpartum care, and upon hearing this, she agreed, saying, "Madam is right, but the postpartum period is also very important. During this time, I will serve you even more diligently."

Wen Jiayue patted her hand and said softly, "Thank you."

"Why are you thanking me?" Ruyi said shyly, "It's my duty."

Wen Jiayue did not explain. Through the Ruyi in the present moment, she saw the corpse with its eyes wide open, soaked in the river water.

In this life, Ruyi will surely have everything go smoothly and will never repeat the same mistakes.

She stopped thinking about it, fearing that her tears would overflow.

After a pause, Wen Jiayue asked, "I heard you went to see Changsheng yesterday?"

Ruyi blushed and nodded, then, fearing her wife would tease her, quickly got to the point.

"Does Madam want to ask about the Third Miss?"

Wen Jiayue smiled gently: "Yes, yes, has she shown any unusual behavior since returning to the manor?"

"Brother Changsheng said that the Third Miss threw a huge tantrum and broke a lot of things. It took the Master and Madam several days to calm her down."

Although she already knew that Wen Ruohuan was not as innocent as she seemed, Wen Jiayue was still shocked to hear this.

In the four years since she married into the Marquis's family, she couldn't imagine how willful and irritable Wen Ruohuan must have been in private to be able to calmly pretend to be innocent in front of her.

Shen Funian's decision to forbid Wen Ruohuan from entering the Marquis's residence was actually helping her.

However, Wen Ruohuan still had to attend the full moon banquet, otherwise her family would definitely gossip if one of them was missing.

I doubt she would dare to do anything malicious directly, so there's nothing for her to worry about.

What she was worried about was her stepson, Wen Ruoqian, who had caused trouble by drinking at a full moon celebration in her previous life.

He was young and had a low alcohol tolerance. When he was drunk, he became unruly and molested the old lady's favorite maid.

But he stubbornly insisted that the maid had seduced him.

Don't they realize that he is only sixteen years old, with no official rank or wealth, and his only redeeming quality is his face. What could the maids in the Marquis's mansion possibly want from him?

In the end, the maid could only become his concubine.

Although the matter did not escalate, the old lady vented her anger on her, and she disliked her granddaughter-in-law even more, finding fault with her at every turn.

At the time, she thought it was just an accident, but now that she thinks about it, Wen Ruohuan might have played a part in it.

In any case, this must not happen again tomorrow.

"The water's getting cold," Ruyi said softly. "Would you like some more hot water, Madam, or would you like to get up?"

Wen Jiayue came to her senses and said, "Get up."

She extended a fair and soft hand, which Ruyi gently grasped, and helped her to her feet.

Her shoulders were soft and smooth, with gentle curves, and her waist was so slender that it could be encircled with one hand. Ruyi had seen her since she was a child and was already used to it.

However, after the lady gave birth to the young lady, her figure seemed even more alluring. She blushed and didn't dare to look too much, so she quickly put a coat on her.

Dressed neatly, Wen Jiayue didn't dare to waste a moment and went to the yard to dry her hair.

Lying on a recliner large enough to accommodate two or three people, Wen Jiayue instructed, "Bring Zhaozhao over here, and also get an oil-paper umbrella."

Wen Jiayue's daughter likes to sunbathe, but she is still young, so she doesn't dare to let her sunbathe too much. It's better to have an umbrella to shield her from the sun.

Zhao Zhao was awake at the time. After being picked up, she neither cried nor fussed, but stared curiously at the patterns on the oil-paper umbrella.

Wen Jiayue shook the rattle drum, and her eyes were immediately drawn to it, her little hands moving around.

Ruyi smiled and said, "Miss is so lively and clever, she must have taken after Madam."

Wen Jiayue liked to hear this. Shen Fuhan was very methodical in his work, and she didn't want her daughter to be like him.

In her past life, Zhao Zhao's personality was indeed more like hers, and it will definitely be the same in this life.

But when she thought about how enthusiastic Shen Fuhan had been taking care of her daughter these past few days, she became unsure of what to do.

Will Zhao Zhao's personality never be like his in this lifetime?

Definitely not, Wen Jiayue pursed her lips; she didn't want to face two ice cubes every day.

A maidservant approached Ruyi and whispered something to her.

Ruyi nodded and reported, "Madam, the young master has arrived."

Wen Jiayue was bored, so she said, "Let him in."

"Aunt!" Wang Chengyao rushed over. "Are you better now?"

Wen Jiayue looked at him in confusion: "When did I get sick?"

Wang Chengyao scratched his head: "You've been lying in bed for a month, what else could it be but illness?"

Wen Jiayue chuckled: "You could say that. What brings you here?"

"I was just passing by..." Wang Chengyao chuckled, "and I was thinking of getting some snacks."

Wen Jiayue instructed Ruyi to fetch it, then asked curiously, "Why do you come here to eat snacks every day? Doesn't your mother give you any?"

Wang Chengyao always wanted to eat snacks whenever he came, and she was never stingy with a plate of food, but she was just wondering why he came to eat every day.

Wang Chengyao rolled his eyes: "I think the pastries here are tastier than what my aunt has."

Wen Jiayue smiled. Although she knew he was lying, she couldn't be bothered to argue over a plate of snacks.

However, since I ate so many of her snacks, it's only right that I do her a favor, isn't it?

Thinking of this, she said, "Oh, I'll go tell your mother and ask her to find you a different pastry chef."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chengyao immediately became frightened and forgot to eat the snacks that had just been served.

He pleaded, "Aunt, please don't tell my mother!"

"Why can't I tell you?"

Wang Chengyao was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks. If he told his mother, she would definitely scold him, and he wouldn't be able to come to his aunt's house for snacks anymore!

"I...I'm afraid my mother will be sad," he stammered. "Aunt, please don't say anything..."

Wen Jiayue smiled and said, "Yao'er is truly a filial son. Here's what you'll do: you do something for your aunt. If you do it well, your aunt won't say anything more."

Wang Chengyao nodded vigorously: "Is it something fun?"

"A lot of fun."

Wen Jiayue asked him to come closer and whispered something in his ear.

Wang Chengyao's eyes grew brighter as he listened, and he patted his chest to assure her, "Don't worry, Aunt, I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

Wen Jiayue nodded in satisfaction.

Tomorrow, Wen Ruoqian shouldn't even think about causing trouble at Zhaozhao's full moon celebration!