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Chapter 379 Infused into the Bone and Blood

Wen Jiayue was ready to tell the whole story, but Shen Fuhan pressed his index finger against her lips.

“There’s no need to say anything,” he said in a low voice. “We can talk about it slowly after the matter of the eldest princess is settled.”

Judging from her reaction, Shen Fuhan already knew that she didn't have much romantic feeling for Pei Huaijin, or perhaps none at all.

Since it's just Pei Huaijin's wishful thinking, what else does he have to worry about?

Moreover, he didn't want such a good atmosphere to be ruined by irrelevant people.

Shen Fuhan moved his fingers away and gently kissed her lips, unable to control himself.

His kisses devoured downwards, three times in a row, sending Wen Jiayue to the heavens.

In her dazed state, Wen Jiayue wondered through teary eyes why Shen Fuhan had chosen this method instead of having sex.

After calming down, she still asked the question.

"Old Qian instructed me not to have sexual intercourse for half a month before taking the Bone-Corroding Powder," Shen Fuhan explained. "Although I don't know when I will take it, I want to prepare in advance."

Upon hearing this, Wen Jiayue frowned and asked, "Didn't you say that taking the Bone-Corroding Powder once wouldn't cause any harm?"

Shen Fuhan calmly explained, "I did say that I did this simply to be absolutely sure."

"Are you lying to me?" Wen Jiayue asked, still uneasy. "How could such a potent poison only cause harm after drinking it three times?"

Shen Fuhan said helplessly, "If A-Yue doesn't believe me, she can ask Old Qian anytime."

Wen Jiayue covered her mouth and yawned: "I'll go ask tomorrow."

Three times in a row, she couldn't take it anymore; her body was protesting, urging her to fall asleep as soon as possible.

"Go to sleep first," Shen Fuhan carried her to the bed. "We'll be busy tomorrow."

His condition was hard to ignore as he walked, and Wen Jiayue, barely maintaining a sliver of clarity, asked, "Are you going to sleep like this?"

"Otherwise what?" Shen Fuhan teased her. "Would A-Yue help me?"

After a moment's thought, Wen Jiayue actually put her hand down.

Shen Fuhan paused for a moment.

“If you don’t want to use it, then forget it,” Wen Jiayue tried to pull her hand away. “I’m going to sleep first…”

“I need it,” Shen Fuhan said in a hoarse voice, holding her wrist. “Thank you, A-Yue.”

Wen Jiayue buried her face in his chest, her eyes tightly closed, until he trembled as he held her close, as if she were part of his very being.

The next day, before dawn, Shen Fuhan woke Wen Jiayue up.

While still half-asleep, I heard him ask, "Does your hand hurt?"

Wen Jiayue immediately regained her senses and sat up without saying a word.

Seeing that Shen Fuhan wanted to ask more questions, she quickly shook her head: "Get up quickly, today is Third Sister's wedding day."

When they arrived at Chang Le Courtyard, Shen Funian was sitting in front of the dressing table, getting ready with a resentful look on her face.

Wen Jiayue patted her shoulder and asked with concern, "Niannian, did you not sleep well last night?"

"I couldn't fall asleep, so I decided not to sleep at all," Shen Funian murmured. "I thought I would get through the day full of energy, but I didn't expect to be so sleepy now."

Wen Jiayue found it both amusing and helpless: "You should rest for a while now. I'll keep an eye on the maid's makeup."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony," Shen Funian yawned, "I'll go to sleep first."

As she spoke, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Wen Jiayue lifted her face and told the maid to continue.

Meanwhile, Shen Fuhan woke up Shen Fuyou, and the two brothers went together to the gate of the mansion to greet the guests.

Shen Fu sighed and said, "Brother, it's not even dawn yet. We got up earlier than the chickens. Is there any need to be in such a hurry?"

“Your sister-in-law and third sister are both up,” Shen Fuhan asked sternly, “How dare you continue sleeping?”

Shen Fuyou muttered softly, "What's there to be embarrassed about? I'm thick-skinned."

Shen Fuhan said calmly, "Then go back to sleep."

"No, no," Shen Fuyou said immediately. "I can tell the difference between sleeping less and never waking up again."

After some lighthearted banter, he sobered up considerably. Seeing that no one was around, Shen Fuyou asked in a low voice, "Brother, what should we do about Grandmother?"

On such a joyous occasion, it seems inappropriate for elders not to be present.

But the older brother didn't seem to remember this person at all; he only kindly reminded him once.

“Grandmother will naturally stay in Ninghui Hall,” Shen Fuhan said nonchalantly. “When Third Sister takes her leave, just put up Father and Mother’s memorial tablets so she can pay her respects.”

Shen Fuyou clicked his tongue in surprise: "Big brother, you're the one who values ​​rules the most. Isn't this impolite?"

"Etiquette?" Shen Fuhan scoffed, remaining silent.

If you continue to treat such a grandmother with courtesy, she will only become more arrogant and take advantage of you.

If that's the case, why should he show him respect?

Seeing that his elder brother wasn't afraid of being gossiped about, Shen Fuyou wasn't worried about anything anymore, since his elder brother would take care of everything.

After daybreak, guests arrived one after another.

Shen Fuhan nodded in acknowledgment, saying at most, "Congratulations, please come in," and then said nothing more.

Seeing this, Shen Fuyou could only be more enthusiastic, talking until his lips were almost worn out. Finally, when no one else came, he had a chance to drink some tea.

"Brother, can't you talk more?" he urged. "I'm exhausted from talking all the time."

"...I don't know what to say."

“Fine, I forgive you,” Shen Fuyou shook his head and sighed. “You’re not talkative in front of my sister-in-law, and you’re even more taciturn in front of other people.”

Shen Fuhan pondered for a moment. He wasn't exactly quiet in front of A Yue these days.

At least, she liked hearing what I said last night.

“Someone’s here, someone’s here,” Shen Fuyou quickly stood up straight. “It looks like your father-in-law’s family.”

Shen Fuhan glanced at it but did not step forward to greet it.

When the Wen family members approached, he simply nodded without saying a word.

He acted as if he were seeing strangers, not his parents-in-law, and maintained the dignified demeanor of the Marquis of Jing'an.

The Wen family didn't take it seriously and smiled ingratiatingly.

Madam Zhang greeted him warmly, "My lord, has Yue'er been behaving well lately? Has she caused you any trouble?"

Shen Fuhan frowned upon hearing this: "A-Yue and I are doing very well."

Wen Ruohuan, who was secretly observing her brother-in-law, turned pale upon hearing this. What kind of talk is this?

She's only been gone a few days, why is my brother-in-law suddenly saying these kinds of things?

She immediately forgot all about admiring her brother-in-law and hurried into the mansion, saying, "I'm going to find my sister!"

Upon entering Chang Le Courtyard and walking into the bedroom, she saw Wen Jiayue reflected in the bronze mirror.

She smiled gently, her eyebrows and eyes relaxed, her fair and rosy face was delicate and graceful, as if she had been well nourished.

Wen Ruohuan clenched her hands. The princess kept saying there was no rush, but if things continued like this, Wen Jiayue would be giving birth to her brother-in-law's second child!

When exactly will we take action?!

She was seething with hatred, but her face remained innocent and lively as she took out a small bottle of wine from her sleeve.

"Sister, today is a fine day, perfect for a little drink. This is some osmanthus wine I brewed last time, would you like to try some?"