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

A long silence fell over the inner room.

After a long silence, Shen Fuhan said, "My relationship with the Princess is completely innocent, so don't overthink it."

He regained his composure and spoke in a gentle tone.

Wen Jiayue frowned. Who asked this?

Moreover, doesn't she know whether their relationship is innocent or not?

She took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible, "My lord, I just want to see the blueprints."

Shen Fuhan still refused, her attitude resolute.

"You are not allowed to get involved in anything at the Princess's residence."

Wen Jiayue chuckled lightly: "Is your next sentence, Lord Marquis, going to say it's for my own good?"

He frankly said, "It's all for your own good."

Wen Jiayue was furious with him. After a long pause, she said, "In that case, Lord Marquis, you shall sleep in the study from today onwards."

Shen Fuhan was slightly taken aback.

Wen Jiayue spoke indifferently.

“Zhao Zhao has a wet nurse to take care of her, so there is no need for you to get up at night so often, and my health is not yet fully recovered, so I cannot serve you. It would be more appropriate for you to sleep in the study.”

Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, then asked, "What does this have to do with the Eldest Princess?"

“Husbands and wives should be honest with each other,” Wen Jiayue said calmly. “When the Marquis has done that, then you can move back in.”

No sooner had she finished speaking than Ruyi's cautious voice came from outside.

"My lord, my lady, the fourth master has arrived."

Wen Jiayue didn't say anything.

It's unpleasant to be interrupted halfway through an argument, but since it concerned Shen Fuyou, she barely managed to suppress it.

Shen Fuhan glanced at her and said calmly, "Please let him in."

Before long, Shen Fuyou walked in with light steps, keenly sensing that the atmosphere in the room was not good.

The elder brother appeared calm, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

The elder sister-in-law's smile was forced, and her eyes held anger, as if she was suppressing her rage.

He instinctively stepped back: "Did I come at the wrong time? Maybe I should come another time..."

"It's alright." Shen Fuhan pressed him down to sit.

Wen Jiayue poured him a cup of tea and said gently, "Fourth brother, you've come all this way, there must be something important to discuss, right?"

Shen Fuhan's gaze fell on the cup of tea.

A white jade teacup, presented by slender, delicate hands, was offered to Shen Fuyou.

“What important matter could I possibly have?” Shen Fuyou said, clasping his hands in a fist salute. “I’ve come here to thank my elder brother and sister-in-law for saving me from danger.”

His expression was solemn, but his tone was quite humorous.

He was stunned when he heard the news that Lin Wanwan was about to get married.

Hearing that his elder brother had been instrumental in arranging the marriage, he rushed back to express his gratitude and inquire about the details.

Shen Fuhan said, "No need to thank me, it's all thanks to your sister-in-law."

Wen Jiayue looked up in surprise. What had she done?

He was the one who sent people to keep an eye on the mansion, he was the one who drove Lin Wanwan away, and he was also the one who arranged the marriage.

She only mentioned it a few more times.

However, since Shen Fuhan gave her all the credit, she accepted it without hesitation.

If it weren't for her, Shen Fuyou would have died at the age of sixteen.

She was overjoyed to have saved Shen Fuyou's life, even though no one knew it, it was indeed her achievement.

Shen Fuyou bowed and said, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Wen Jiayue nodded slightly and said politely, "Your elder brother has also done a lot."

Shen Fuyou smiled and said, "This is what they call 'when husband and wife are of one mind, their strength can break metal.' Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to escape from this sea of ​​suffering so quickly."

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and did not respond.

She and Shen Fuhan were indeed husband and wife, but they were never of one mind.

"Tell me the whole story quickly," Shen Fuyou said. "Is Lin Wanwan really getting married?"

He still feels a sense of unreality.

The problem that had been bothering him for two years was resolved so smoothly!

Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "We'll get married next month."

"So fast?" Shen Fuyou was somewhat incredulous.

Wen Jiayue explained, "The Vice Minister of Rites' father has been bedridden for a long time and is about to die... so this is a good opportunity to have a wedding to bring good luck."

Shen Fuyou clapped his hands vigorously: "This marriage is really good!"

He then asked another question: "How did you convince your grandmother?"

Grandmother's favorite junior was Lin Wanwan, whom she doted on to the point of spoiling her rotten, even more than her own grandchildren.

Lin Wanwan took a liking to him and pursued him for two years, during which he said countless times that he didn't like her.

His grandmother not only persuaded him to accept it, but also spoiled and indulged Lin Wanwan even more.

He had originally planned that if Lin Wanwan bothered him again, he would go directly to the border and never come back.

Unexpectedly, a glimmer of hope appeared – Lin Wanwan was getting married!

Shen Fuhan said calmly, "My grandmother will not object to the marriage that I personally arranged."

Wen Jiayue quietly pursed her lips. If it's so simple, why didn't you do it in your past life?

"Fourth brother," she looked at Shen Fuyou, "what are your plans for the future? Do you want to move back to the Marquis's residence?"

She had long forgotten the exact date Shen Fuyou went to the border. If he suddenly decided to go, all the things she had done for him would be in vain.

Therefore, it's best to stay in the Marquis's residence; if he suddenly disappears, she'll know immediately.

She looked at Shen Fuyou earnestly, hoping he would return to the manor.

Shen Fuhan glanced at her without showing any emotion, then looked away.

Shen Fuyou thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, I'll just live alone."

Undeterred, Wen Jiayue asked, "Why don't you want to live in the Marquis's mansion?"

Shen Fuyou coughed lightly, glanced at her elder brother, leaned closer to Wen Jiayue, and whispered, "It's more comfortable when no one's watching over you."

He has an elder brother who is an outstanding man. The prosperity of the Jing'an Marquis's mansion is entirely due to his elder brother. He has no great ambitions and is content to be a playboy.

However, if his older brother found out about his thoughts, he would definitely force him to study.

He was used to being free and knew he wasn't cut out for studying. He did have some experience in martial arts, but his older brother wouldn't let him go to the border to fight.

He could understand that if he accidentally became a general, and his family members were both civil and military, they would definitely pose a threat to the royal family if they colluded with outsiders.

Wen Jiayue, unaware of his inner thoughts, tried to persuade him, "Your older brother won't interfere with you, I promise."

Shen Fuyou sighed, moved closer to her, and whispered, "Sister-in-law's promise is useless. I know you can't control my brother either."

Men and women of similar age stood head to head, quite intimately.

Shen Fuhan reached out and pushed Shen Fuyou away, saying calmly, "I can hear you."

He was startled and realized that he was too close to his sister-in-law, so he quickly sat up straight.

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and sat up straight. She really couldn't control Shen Fuhan, and the promises she made were completely unconvincing.

After thinking for a moment, she compromised and said, "In that case, Fourth Brother, remember to come back to the manor often."

“Of course,” Shen Fuyou flashed a bright white smile. “After Lin Wanwan gets married, I’ll come back every day!”

Shen Fuhan said indifferently, "There's no need to do it so frequently."

"Brother, how could you do this?" Shen Fuyou pretended to wipe away tears. "You don't miss me at all. Your brother isn't eating or sleeping well out here..."

Wen Jiayue's eyes lit up, and she said, "In that case, let's come back and stay here."

Shen Fuyou wanted to add a few more jokes, but suddenly noticed that his elder brother's expression was as cold as ice.

He immediately realized something was wrong and stood up.

"It's getting late, I have to go now!"