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

In an instant, many words popped into Wen Jiayue's mind.

Indifferent and aloof, self-righteous, pretentious, arrogant, and driven by desires...

But there wasn't one suitable thing to say aloud.

She asked, "Why does Your Excellency ask this?"

He said coldly, "Just curious."

Wen Jiayue couldn't detect a trace of curiosity on his face, so she gave him a perfunctory reply.

"The Marquis is naturally handsome and dashing, and he truly deserves the title of the most handsome man in Chang'an."

This wasn't something she bestowed upon her; it's what everyone thinks.

Sometimes she would be captivated by his appearance and would often lose herself in thought.

Shen Fuhan asked, "Anything else?"

Wen Jiayue frowned slightly. What else did he want to hear?

She couldn't find the right words to describe him and was momentarily speechless.

Shen Fuhan narrowed his eyes slightly: "You can praise my fourth brother so easily, but you have to think carefully before praising me?"

Wen Jiayue had no choice but to say, "Your Excellency is a man of exceptional talent, a veritable god of literature descended to earth."

"continue."

Wen Jiayue: "..."

She covered her mouth and yawned, saying wearily, "I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to sleep now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Fuhan grasped her wrist.

Wen Jiayue was startled: "What is Your Excellency doing?"

His gaze was intense: "I haven't finished yet."

Wen Jiayue sighed softly. Wasn't this making things difficult for her?

"Why are you sighing?" Shen Fuhan frowned. "In your eyes, do I only have these two advantages?"

When she praised Fuyou, she praised three things in one go.

Wen Jiayue racked her brains and said, "Of course there are. For example, the Marquis is a good father and treats Zhaozhao very well."

She tried to break free from his grasp, but he held on even tighter.

"Any more?"

He seemed determined not to let go until he was completely satisfied.

Wen Jiayue was immediately a little angry, and simply said, "That's all!"

How could she possibly praise him with his stubborn attitude? Doesn't he have any self-awareness?

Shen Fuhan's eyes darkened slightly as he slowly released her hand.

Wen Jiayue immediately turned her back and said coldly, "I'm going to sleep. I hope you won't disturb me any further, Lord Marquis."

The person behind him remained silent.

Wen Jiayue felt that he was acting strangely, but since he was behaving himself, she didn't think much of it and quickly fell asleep.

The next day, when Wen Jiayue woke up, Shen Fuhan was already gone.

Today is the 30th of the twelfth lunar month, the last day of duty for officials. Starting tomorrow, Shen Fuhan will have seven days off.

The thought of having to face Shen Fuhan's cold face every day starting tomorrow made Wen Jiayue sigh.

The good times are over.

After a quick breakfast, she began to attend to matters concerning the household.

As the year draws to a close, all the necessary tasks have been completed. Now, she's busy with small things, but she still has to make the decisions herself.

After a busy morning, I had just sat down to rest when Shen Fuyou arrived.

Wen Jiayue felt as if she were facing a formidable enemy. Although Shen Fuhan hadn't said anything yesterday, she knew he was unhappy and that he was holding back.

I saw Shen Fuyou again today. What if he really does bring up the matter of sex...?

After much deliberation, Wen Jiayue gritted her teeth and invited Shen Fuyou in.

She needs to at least talk to him; she hasn't covered up the lie from last night.

Upon seeing Shen Fuyou, she said, "Fourth brother, I have a lot to do today, so please get to the point."

Shen Fuyou nodded and said happily, "I came to tell you that I wrote a letter to Yan'er and she is no longer angry. Thank you for your idea."

Wen Jiayue was taken aback. Was she really that easy to coax?

"What about the jade pendant?"

“Yan’er said we should each wear half,” Shen Fuyou said. “I was worried that the sharp edges that would break off might hurt her, so I had a goldsmith set them with gold.”

Wen Jiayue nodded; that was a good idea.

Seeing that he had finished speaking, she said, "When your elder brother asked about it yesterday, I told him that you came to me to ask about the furnishings in the house, and you should probably change the arrangement in the next few days."

“Okay,” Shen Fuyou readily agreed, “I also felt that some of the decorations were outdated, so I’ll take this opportunity to replace them.”

Wen Jiayue stood up to see the guest off: "I still have things to do, so Fourth Brother, you should go first."

Shen Fuyou said, "Then I won't bother you any longer, sister-in-law."

Wen Jiayue saw him to the door.

Shen Fuyou thought for a moment and whispered, "If there's a chance, I'll introduce you to Yan'er. I think you two will get along well."

Wen Jiayue smiled and said, "Of course it would be good. However, Fourth Brother still needs to think carefully about how to get your eldest brother and grandmother to agree."

“I understand,” Shen Fu sighed, then said confidently, “I will definitely get them to agree within two years.”

Wen Jiayue hesitated for a moment, then told him the truth.

“I sounded out your older brother last night, and he was extremely unhappy about it.”

Shen Fuyou was prepared, and his expression didn't even change upon hearing this.

Wen Jiayue remembered something and quickly said, "By the way, your elder brother asked me to find you a girl at the palace banquet tomorrow. Don't act rashly then."

Shen Fuyou nodded and said with righteous indignation, "I understand. Sister-in-law, please do it. I can endure the humiliation."

Wen Jiayue chuckled: "Alright, alright, I won't say any more to you."

Just as they arrived at the courtyard gate, Shen Fuyou called out, "Then I'll be going now. Thank you for your suggestion, sister-in-law!"

Wen Jiayue knew he was talking to the servants, so she cooperated and said, "It's nothing, Fourth Brother, no need to thank me."

Seeing him stride away, Wen Jiayue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They didn't even spend the time it takes to drink a cup of tea in the side hall. Shen Fuhan probably wouldn't make a fuss about that, right?

After lunch, Wen Jiayue continued to attend to matters at the manor.

She was busy until evening before she finally had a chance to rest. Before Shen Fuhan returned, she quickly went to have dinner.

Unexpectedly, Shen Fuhan returned after only a few bites.

He asked with a displeased expression, "Why didn't you wait for me?"

“I’ve been busy all day and I’m starving,” Wen Jiayue said matter-of-factly. “Can’t I eat first?”

Shen Fuhan paused for a moment: "Of course."

"You can ask again," Wen Jiayue secretly glared at him.

Shen Fuhan looked at her calmly, and she quickly lowered her head, pretending nothing had happened.

"Is Fourth Brother here again today?"

Wen Jiayue nodded: "It was still about arranging the house. I happened to have some free time, so I chatted with him for a bit."

Shen Fuhan picked up his chopsticks but said nothing.

Wen Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief. He probably didn't take it to heart, right?

“We need to enter the palace tomorrow at Shenshi (3-5 PM),” Shen Fuhan said, bringing up another matter. “Remember to prepare early.”

"it is good."

The thought of meeting the Princess tomorrow made Wen Jiayue's heart race.

In an instant, the hatred that he had been deliberately hiding in his heart surged up.

She gripped her chopsticks tightly, trying her best to calm herself down.