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Chapter 300 Are you happy?

Shen Fuyou said reluctantly, "I won't do it. Brother, you have so many guards, why are you ordering me around?"

Shen Fuhan didn't dare to hand it over to Ling He, otherwise Wen Jiayue might not only be sad but also angry.

He had no choice but to say, "Help me with this, and I'll grant you one request."

Shen Fuyou immediately perked up: "Really?"

His relationship with Yan'er had always been a thorn in his side, and he was worried about how to resolve it when his older brother took the initiative to teach him the method.

He immediately jumped up, searching for pen, ink, paper and inkstone as he said, "Words are no proof, let's put it in writing. Brother, it's not that I don't believe you, I'm just doing this in case."

Shen Fuhan had no objection.

He wrote his name on a blank sheet of rice paper and pressed his fingerprint on it.

"Fill in any conditions you like," Shen Fuhan said, wiping his hands with a wet wipe, "as long as I can do it."

Shen Fuyou happily put away the Xuan paper.

"Don't worry, brother, I'll handle this perfectly! Just wait for my good news!"

After saying that, he ran off and disappeared.

Shen Fuhan then returned to the main courtyard. He gently pushed open the bedroom door and saw Wen Jiayue lying on the long couch.

He hesitated for a moment before approaching, thinking she was crying, but to his surprise, she had already fallen asleep.

Shen Fuhan pondered for a moment, then brought a thin quilt and covered her with it.

As she tucked the blanket in, Wen Jiayue frowned slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her clear almond-shaped eyes.

"Why has the Marquis returned?"

"How did you fall asleep?"

The two spoke at the same time, then fell silent together.

Shen Fuhan observed her expression but did not see any particular emotion on her face.

He was a little confused. In such a short time, had she already processed it all on her own?

He set aside the matter for the moment and then said, "I just went to Wuyouyuan."

Wen Jiayue didn't ask any more questions and rubbed her sore eyes.

She had only intended to take a short nap, but unexpectedly, she fell asleep.

Since she was tired and it was getting late, Wen Jiayue said, "I'll go wash up first."

Just as she stood up, Shen Fuhan stopped her.

She asked confusedly, "What's wrong?"

"You..." Shen Fuhan racked his brains to find a topic, "How are you feeling?"

“I’ve already figured it out,” Wen Jiayue said. “Since the person who betrayed me has no remorse, why should I be upset over her?”

Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "That's the right way to think about it, but..."

Wen Jiayue asked, somewhat puzzled, "Just what?"

Why did he suddenly start stammering when he spoke?

“I just wanted to take you for a walk to clear your head,” Shen Fuhan finally said. “There’s still an hour before curfew, do you want to go?”

Wen Jiayue didn't want to go through any trouble and declined, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Lord Marquis, but I'm a little sleepy."

Seeing that she wouldn't agree, Shen Fuhan fell silent.

Should we let her have a peaceful night's rest, or take her out of the manor directly?

Wen Jiayue ignored what he was thinking and had the wet nurse bring Zhao Zhao over first.

Zhao Zhao waved her little hands, looking excited, clearly having been playing in the side room.

Shen Fuhan's heart stirred, and he decided to try one last time.

“Ah Yue, Zhao Zhao doesn’t seem to want to sleep. Why don’t we go out together?”

Upon hearing the words "go to the street," Zhao Zhao stopped what she was doing, clearly thinking of something, and eagerly pointed to the lanterns hanging outside the door.

Seeing his daughter so cooperative, Shen Fuhan held her little hand and said with satisfaction, "Zhaozhao actually still remembers the time we went shopping and bought lanterns last time."

Wen Jiayue naturally didn't forget that she also ran into Li Zhilan that time.

She looked at Zhaozhao, realizing that her first time taking her out had been so unlucky, and she hadn't even had a proper time. She felt she should make it up to her daughter.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiayue said, "Then let's go out for a bit."

Seeing that she agreed, Shen Fuhan breathed a sigh of relief, but after thinking for a moment, he said seriously, "Ayue, if you feel it's too much to ask, it's okay to refuse. I respect your opinion."

Wen Jiayue shook her head: "I really want to go this time."

Before long, the three of them left the mansion and got into a carriage.

Wen Jiayue, concerned about her daughter's lantern, asked, "Are there still lanterns for sale? I want to buy one for Zhaozhao."

Shen Fuhan said firmly, "Yes."

Wen Jiayue didn't ask any more questions. She lifted the curtain, and a slightly cool breeze brushed her cheeks, dispelling her already dwindling sleepiness.

Although things are not yet settled, she feels exceptionally calm.

In any case, this life is much better than the last. I am no longer in a situation where the enemy is in the dark and she is in the light, and I am controlled by others at every turn.

Zhao Zhao crawled out from under her, her little hands gripping the windowsill, her little head peeking out.

Wen Jiayue came to her senses and, fearing that she might catch a cold from the wind, lowered the curtain a little.

Shen Fuhan rested his chin on his hand, looking at the backs of the two figures, one tall and one short, a hint of tenderness welling up in his eyes.

With him around, the dreams of my wife dying young and my daughter dying young will never happen.

Their family of three will only get better and better.

The carriage stopped by the river.

Wen Jiayue stepped down from the carriage, looked at the water reflecting the moonlight, and asked in surprise, "Didn't the Marquis say he was going out for a stroll?"

Although the street was just across the road and bustling with people, there were several guards from the Marquis of Jing'an's residence waiting on the side.

Shen Fuhan took the river lantern from the guard and said, "Release the river lantern first."

Wen Jiayue was puzzled: "But today is neither the first nor the fifteenth of the month."

There was no one else by the river besides them; it was pitch black and looked rather frightening.

“You can release it even on days other than this,” Shen Fuhan said. “Tie your sorrows to the river lantern and let it drift away on the wind.”

He lit the river lantern, and perhaps because the candlelight was so warm, the flickering flames reflected on his face, and his cold expression melted away like water.

It was pitch black all around, but he was the only one radiating light.

Wen Jiayue was stunned. Did she not know that Shen Fuhan also had such a delicate side?

Shen Fuhan handed the river lantern to her and said gently, "I bought a lot; you can release as many as you want."

He was so gentle that Wen Jiayue's tone softened as well.

"Wouldn't the River God be angry to see so many troubles all belonging to one person?"

Shen Fuhan said seriously, "No, I will offer him tribute."

Wen Jiayue smiled and said, "Alright, I'll put out ten first. Your Excellency, please prepare ten sets of tribute."

As she spoke, she squatted down, placed the river lantern on the water, and made a wish for Zhao Zhao's safety and health.

Let go, and the river lantern swayed and drifted away, gradually becoming just a small dot of light.

Just as the river lanterns disappeared completely, a flash of light appeared before my eyes.

Wen Jiayue looked up in surprise and saw fireworks exploding on the opposite bank of the river, even more dazzling than stars.

Immediately afterwards, dazzling fireworks lit up the entire night sky, with sparks raining down, attracting onlookers to stop and gasp in amazement.

Wen Jiayue was also surprised. Who was setting off fireworks? She had actually stumbled upon them, and in such a good spot at that.

Just then, Shen Fuhan suddenly put his arm around her shoulder and asked, "A-Yue, are you happy?"