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

Wen Jiayue ignored these words and said calmly, "The Marquis is back, then come and have your meal."

Shen Fuhan has a lot of time when he doesn't come back to dine with her, so why would she break the law just once?

Wen Jiayue continued eating without raising her head.

As the footsteps outside faded into the distance, Shen Fuhan entered the washroom.

Ruyi asked hesitantly, "Madam, will the Marquis be angry?"

Wen Jiayue said, "If he gets angry over such a small thing, then he might as well divorce me."

"What are you saying, Madam!" Ruyi exclaimed in alarm. "Did you and the Marquis quarrel again?"

Ever since the birth of the young lady, the lady seems to always dislike the Marquis, which frightened her so much that she almost knelt down.

Seeing her worry, Wen Jiayue laughed and said, "No, I was just kidding."

Just as Ruyi was about to speak, steady footsteps approached, and she quickly fell silent.

Wen Jiayue instructed, "Go and bring Zhaozhao over here."

She's been busy all day and hasn't had a chance to play with her daughter properly.

Moreover, she always found it particularly difficult to bear being in the same room with Shen Fuhan. There was nothing but silence, which was both oppressive and dull.

With Zhao Zhao's cheerful laughter, the boredom is gone.

Ruyi Fushen should be satisfied and hurry out.

Before long, Shen Fuhan sat down, and Wen Jiayue put down her chopsticks.

He paused, then glanced at her with an ambiguous expression.

Wen Jiayue explained, "I'm full, please enjoy your meal, Your Highness."

Shen Fuhan didn't say anything and picked up his chopsticks.

After a while, Ruyi brought the young lady over and whispered, "The wet nurse was feeding her just now."

Wen Jiayue sat on the tatami mat, took her daughter who was still smacking her lips, and asked, "Zhaozhao, are you eating a lot?"

"The wet nurse said she was afraid the young lady would spit up milk, so she didn't feed her much."

Wen Jiayue nodded and kissed her daughter, whose milky scent was delightful.

Seemingly realizing that the person who loved her was her mother, Zhao Zhao giggled.

Wen Jiayue's smile also appeared, her heart softened, and she teased her by pressing her forehead against hers.

Every time I leave, Zhao Zhao opens her eyes wide, touches my forehead to hers, and smiles even more happily.

The two, one big and one small, were making intimate contact as if no one else was around, and Shen Fuhan couldn't help but look over.

The candlelight was warm, and the pale yellow gauze curtains swayed slowly with Wen Jiayue's movements, casting dappled shadows of moonlight outside the window.

The bright moon in the sky appears and disappears, and the moment it disappears, she becomes moonlight herself.

While she was having a great time playing with her daughter, Wen Jiayue suddenly noticed a gaze fixed on her face for a long time.

She subconsciously looked at Shen Fuhan, only to see that he was looking at Zhaozhao.

She pursed her lips, feeling annoyed. How could she have misunderstood his feelings for her because of something like this?

Feeling confused and disheartened, Wen Jiayue turned away with her daughter in her arms, trying to avoid seeing or hearing her daughter.

After playing for a while, still feeling resentful, Wen Jiayue stood up and walked outside.

"Where?"

The moment the door opened, Shen Fuhan's voice could be clearly heard behind me.

Wen Jiayue pretended not to hear and left without looking back.

She handed her daughter to the wet nurse and took a walk in the yard.

There wasn't much scenery to see in winter; the snow had long since melted into water, leaving the yard bare and somewhat desolate.

Wen Jiayue walked around the yard, and her hands and feet warmed up.

Ruyi rubbed her hands together and asked, "What brings you to the Madam's leisurely stroll today?"

"A hobby?" Wen Jiayue pursed her lips. "I'm just relieving my frustration."

She kept telling herself not to pay attention to Shen Fuhan's words and actions, but she just couldn't control herself.

She is a person with feelings; four years of love cannot simply disappear.

If only there were a potion to make one forget love, she would drink it without hesitation, so as to stop herself from overthinking.

Wen Jiayue walked around again, finally feeling tired, and went back to wash up.

Shen Fuhan had already changed into his undergarments and was sitting on the bed flipping through a book, seemingly not planning to go to the study.

She glanced at it, then looked away and went into the restroom.

When he returned, Shen Fuhan had already put down the book and was looking around at the furnishings of the inner room.

Seeing her come out, he calmly looked over and asked, "When was the decor changed?"

Seeing that he only realized it now, Wen Jiayue casually said, "A few days ago."

Shen Fuhan seemed to be thinking about something, then said firmly, "Nothing changed yesterday."

Wen Jiayue gave a perfunctory reply: "Lord Shen is very observant."

Shen Fuhan sensed a hint of sarcasm, raised an eyebrow slightly, and repeated her words: "Lord Shen?"

Wen Jiayue ignored him and applied perfume to her face.

Shen Fuhan didn't bring it up again, and asked about another matter: "Why did Grandmother summon you today?"

Wen Jiayue's hand paused briefly.

If he even knows about this, does that mean he also knows about Shen Funian and Su Ye?

If he knew about it, would his attitude be supportive or opposed?

She didn't dare ask, in case he was unaware of the situation and became suspicious because of her words, then it would be her fault.

Wen Jiayue calmed herself down and replied, "I don't know either."

She genuinely didn't know why the old lady wanted her to carry Zhao Zhao over; she had never experienced this before in her previous life.

She often took the initiative to bring Zhaozhao to Ninghui Hall, but it was always a case of offering a warm welcome only to be met with indifference.

Does that mean if she doesn't go, the old lady will miss her great-granddaughter and start trying to win her favor only to be met with indifference?

how is this possible.

Wen Jiayue didn't believe it at all; she was probably just urging her to get pregnant quickly because of the matter of having a son.

Shen Fuhan asked, "What did Grandmother say?"

Since he asked, Wen Jiayue embellished the story a few times.

"Grandmother said that there are too few men in our Shen family, and told me to have a few sons quickly."

"I dare not disobey my grandmother, but the Marquis also knows my health and that I am not suitable for having children now."

"To put it bluntly, my grandmother... doesn't care about me, her granddaughter-in-law, at all."

The old lady smeared her, so she naturally smeared the old lady in return, to see who was more capable.

After saying that, Wen Jiayue sighed and half-jokingly wiped away non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes.

I wonder if faking tears will still work on Shen Fuhan?