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

Upon entering the main courtyard, Shen Fuhan released his hand at the opportune moment.

Wen Jiayue walked inside, curiously looking around.

Red lanterns hung under the eaves, and red silk was everywhere. Dozens of tables were laden with melon seeds and dried fruit, enough to show how lively tomorrow would be.

"Besides my parents, whose other families did the Marquis invite?"

After asking the question, Wen Jiayue felt a little nervous, wondering if Li Zhilan would come.

However, Princess Yongzhen is of such high status that she would not be attending the baby's one-month celebration.

However, she still held a sliver of hope that if she could meet the Princess tomorrow, she wouldn't have to go through all this trouble to get to know her.

Shen Fuhan took out a guest list from his sleeve.

Wen Jiayue glanced at them and saw that they were all aristocratic families on good terms with the Marquis's mansion, but none of them were the eldest princess.

Having prepared herself mentally, she wasn't disappointed and said with a smile, "So many people, it's really lively."

Shen Fuhan asked, "Is there anything about these arrangements that needs to be changed?"

“No, very good,” Wen Jiayue looked around, her gaze settling on his handsome face. “Thank you, Lord Marquis.”

She saw all the effort he put into Zhaozhao, and at least that was beyond reproach.

Shen Fuhan lowered his eyes and nodded slightly: "Then let's go back."

Wen Jiayue nodded and happily walked towards the backyard.

Back in the inner room, I played with Zhao Zhao for a while, and suddenly a wave of fatigue washed over me.

My legs are a little sore from walking such a long distance in a long time.

Wen Jiayue forced herself to wash up, and Ruyi asked with concern, "Madam, shall I give you a massage in a bit?"

She nodded, and after Shen Fuhan entered the washroom, she lay down on the couch, revealing a section of her fair and slender calves.

She had just finished her postpartum confinement and her body hadn't fully recovered. She didn't want to do this in front of him. If Shen Fuhan really couldn't control himself, she would be the one who suffered.

Ruyi's massage was just the right amount of pressure, making her feel drowsy.

Wen Jiayue yawned and, before she could even say a word of advice, she fell asleep comfortably.

Seeing that the lady had fallen asleep, Ruyi did not stop halfway and continued to massage her.

After an unknown amount of time, the sounds from the washroom ceased, and steady footsteps were heard.

Ruyi was completely focused and didn't hear a sound.

Shen Fuhan slowly returned to the inner room, and in an instant, his vision was filled with a white figure.

Wen Jiayue's skin was fair and pinkish-white, like a crabapple bud about to bloom in the rain and mist, hazy yet eye-catching.

Shen Fuhan stood outside the beaded curtain, inexplicably recalling the night of her wedding.

She shed her layers of clothing and nestled in the wedding quilt, surrounded by red, while he could only see a pinkish-white, a dazzling white.

Like a pearl, it shines with a clear light everywhere, with a soft and lustrous color, making it irresistible.

"Master Hou?"

Ruyi caught a glimpse of him and hurriedly pulled down her trouser leg.

Shen Fuhan snapped out of his daze and said calmly, "Go out."

Ruyi was somewhat afraid of him; the Marquis always had a cold face and seemed extremely unapproachable.

But she still insisted, "This servant will wake Madam first..."

Shen Fuhan interrupted her, "No need, I'll do it."

Ruyi nodded hesitantly and hurried out the door.

Hearing the door close, Shen Fuhan stepped into the inner room and picked Wen Jiayue up in his arms.

As if sensing the fear of being lifted into the air, she whimpered in her sleep and snuggled closer to him.

A fluffy head nuzzled against his chest. Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, then quickly took two steps and placed her on the bed.

Zhao Zhao was still awake. Her bright, clear eyes met his gaze, and he instinctively looked away, his gaze falling on Wen Jiayue's face.

She recovered very well during her postpartum period, and her cheeks became a little fuller, giving her a gentle yet adorable appearance.

Her delicate lips parted slightly, and her warm breath continued to blow on his face. Shen Fuhan lowered his eyes and stared for a moment before straightening up.

He walked out the door and said calmly, "I'll sleep in the study tonight."

Ruyi was stunned for a moment before she realized that the Marquis meant for her to remember to call the madam to breastfeed at night, and she quickly replied that she was right.

Late at night, Wen Jiayue was forced to wake up several times.

She murmured, "Where is the Marquis?"

Ruyi yawned as well: "The Marquis has gone to his study to sleep."

Wen Jiayue sighed deeply. Why did he go to sleep in the study again?

Humans are indeed dependent; she misses Shen Fuhan terribly right now, and wishes she could sleep soundly until dawn.

The next morning, Wen Jiayue woke up looking exhausted.

Remembering what day it was, she immediately became alert and asked, "What time is it?"

“It’s not too late, the guests haven’t all arrived yet,” Ruyi said. “We just need to show our faces with Miss in our arms at the end, Madam, there’s no need to rush.”

Wen Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief: "Help me up."

Thinking back to last night, she asked, "How did I get back to bed? Did you wake me up?"

She had no recollection of it at all.

Ruyi was also unsure, and guessed, "Perhaps the Marquis carried you there."

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips: "Why didn't you wake me up?"

She would rather walk over by herself than have Shen Fuhan carry her.

Ruyi explained, "I originally wanted to call you, but the Marquis said it wasn't necessary, so I had to leave."

"Never mind, nothing serious happened anyway," Wen Jiayue said, not taking it too seriously. "Next time, remember to wake me up."

Ruyi nodded and asked curiously, "What accident?"

Wen Jiayue: "..." Shen Fuhan's unexpected transformation into a beast.

It's unclear whether she overestimated her charm or underestimated Shen Fuhan's level of forbearance.

After the meal, Wen Jiayue gave Zhaozhao a good bath, dressed her in a pink dress, and made her look like a porcelain doll.

“Our Zhaozhao is so beautiful,” Wen Jiayue said, touching her forehead with her daughter’s. “She’s been a beauty since she was little.”

As if knowing her mother was praising her, Zhao Zhao immediately smiled.

Wen Jiayue felt a little like crying. She gently stroked her daughter's head and whispered, "In this life, Mother will definitely protect you."

Ruyi smiled and said, "Don't worry, Madam, I'm here. No one can hurt Miss."

Wen Jiayue looked at her earnestly: "I will protect you too."

Ruyi was stunned, not quite understanding why the lady would say such a thing.

Wen Jiayue naturally didn't explain anything. Looking at the sky, she knew it was about time.

"Let's go to the front yard."

Ruyi said, "Madam, there's still some time. Why don't we wait a little longer?"

Wen Jiayue shook her head; she needed to keep a close eye on Wen Ruoqian herself to feel at ease.

Although I reminded Wang Chengyao, he is still just a child. If he gets distracted by other things while playing, it would be a loss.

"Let's go ahead of time, I'd like to get to know some people anyway."