NFBE Chapter 207 Will You Miss Me?
Chapter 207 Will You Miss Me?
As the days went by, the weather grew increasingly hot and dry.
By the end of June, the lake construction was more than halfway complete.
Wen Jiayue went to take a look and suggested building a small pavilion in the center of the lake.
Shen Fuhan readily agreed: "Is there anything else?"
Wen Jiayue shook her head: "Everything is fine. I trust the Marquis's judgment."
She thought that having a lake was enough, but she didn't expect Shen Fuhan to want to build pavilions and towers around the lake.
However, the lakeside was bare and not very attractive, so she went with him.
Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "Let's go back."
Wen Jiayue had already felt the sun, so she used a round fan to shield her forehead and hurried back.
Shen Fuhan followed slowly, his gaze fixed on her back.
The month is almost up, and tomorrow is the day for our sexual intercourse.
Ling He suddenly walked over and blocked Wen Jiayue's path.
Shen Fuhan frowned and asked, "What is it?"
"Your Excellency, the Emperor has summoned you to the palace."
Shen Fuhan nodded slightly and quickly followed Wen Jiayue.
"I need to go to the palace."
Wen Jiayue said, "I understand."
Judging by the time, Shen Fuhan should be leaving Beijing.
She remembered that this trip was quite long, almost a month before she returned.
As expected, Shen Fuhan returned to his residence in the evening and said that he would be going out the next day.
Wen Jiayue didn't ask any further questions, since it would be pointless anyway, and said, "I'll have someone pack the Marquis's belongings."
"Don't rush," Shen Fuhan pulled her to sit down, "I can't take you with me this time."
Wen Jiayue asked in confusion, "I didn't say I wanted to go."
She hadn't intended to go last time, but Shen Fuhan insisted on taking her.
Shen Fuhan paused for a moment: "I will leave you a group of guards."
Wen Jiayue was taken aback. Why did he leave the guards to her on his own initiative? It wasn't like him.
She couldn't help but think that if he had left her guards in her past life, perhaps she wouldn't have ended up like that.
Wen Jiayue clenched her fingers, pretending to be indifferent, and said, "Why would I need guards? I don't need them."
She wanted to find out why he had left his guards behind.
Shen Fuhan explained, "If you want to leave the manor, it will be safer to have guards with you."
Wen Jiayue lowered her eyes. This reason made sense, since she rarely left the manor in her previous life and therefore did not need guards.
But she always felt that there might be a deeper reason, but Shen Fuhan didn't tell her.
Thinking of this, Wen Jiayue sighed.
"I don't want to leave the mansion these days. It's so hot outside, why should I make myself suffer?"
She advised, "Why don't you bring all the guards with you, my lord? I don't need them."
“I said I would leave you guards, and I will,” Shen Fuhan said, frowning. “You are not allowed to make excuses.”
Seeing that he still wouldn't talk, Wen Jiayue was at her wit's end; getting him to talk was harder than flying to the sky.
She had no choice but to feign reluctance and accept: "Since Your Excellency is so kind, I will accept it."
Shen Fuhan was satisfied then, and instructed again: "You are not allowed to enter the palace before I return, even if Consort Yun invites you a hundred times."
A few days ago, Yunxi was promoted from Yun Cairen to Yun Meiren.
She rose four ranks in just three months; no one in the entire harem climbed as fast as her.
Wen Jiayue originally planned to take some time in the next few days to visit the palace to remind her to be careful, but something always came up that prevented her from doing so.
Now that Shen Fuhan is leaving Beijing, she's even less likely to be foolish enough to wander into Li Zhilan's territory.
Since Yunxi was safe at this time in her previous life, she should not do anything unnecessary now.
Wen Jiayue replied with an "okay," "I know."
Seeing how obedient and well-behaved she was, Shen Fuhan couldn't help but pat her head.
Wen Jiayue was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously frowned and looked away.
"If there's nothing else, Lord Marquis, I'll have someone pack up your things."
Shen Fuhan froze for a moment, then slowly lowered his hand and nodded slightly.
Wen Jiayue combed his messy hair with her hands, then went out and instructed Ruyi to have the maids come in and tidy up his luggage.
In her past life, she personally oversaw the packing, fearing that Shen Fuhan would not have enough to eat or wear, or that he would be uncomfortable on the journey. Therefore, she thought of everything for him, personally took care of everything, and reviewed each item.
This time, she simply gave an order and went to the side room to bring Zhao Zhao out for dinner.
He has plenty of money and certainly won't mistreat himself. If he needs anything, he can just buy it on the way. Why should she worry about it?
As dinner was served, Shen Funian and Shen Chengyao arrived. Wen Jiayue sent someone to call Shen Fuhan.
Seeing the maids going in and out, Shen Funian asked curiously, "Sister-in-law, what's going on?"
“Your elder brother is leaving the capital tomorrow,” Wen Jiayue said. “I’m having someone help him pack his things.”
Shen Chengyao's eyes lit up when he heard this. His uncle wasn't at home anymore! He didn't need to be taught to read anymore!
However, he didn't dare show it, sitting obediently, though his face was full of excitement.
Shen Funian pinched her son's ear: "Laugh, laugh, what are you laughing at? You should be crying!"
"Ouch! Mom, it hurts!"
Even with his ear being twisted, Shen Chengyao's mouth was still grinning.
Wen Jiayue shook her head and chuckled: "Third sister, hurry up and eat. Let the Marquis give Yao'er a good lesson tonight. This opportunity won't come again."
Shen Funian thought this made sense, handed the chopsticks to her son, and gave the order: "Eat!"
“No classes tonight,” Shen Fuhan said as he walked in. “You can go home after you’ve had your meal.”
Shen Funian was taken aback: "Big brother, you have something to do tonight..."
She only realized after she finished speaking that something was indeed wrong, and it was a big deal.
“I suddenly remembered that I have something to do right now,” Shen Funian said shrewdly as she stood up. “Yao’er and I will go back first. Brother and sister-in-law, please enjoy your meal.”
Wen Jiayue was still in a daze, watching the mother and son walk away.
Weren't we supposed to be in class just now? Now something's come up. What's so urgent?
Shen Fuhan sat down, picked up some food for her, and said calmly, "Eat more."
Wen Jiayue snapped out of her daze and picked up her chopsticks.
After dinner and with her luggage packed, Wen Jiayue glanced at it briefly, then waved her hand, instructing the servants to carry it onto the carriage.
After a moment, Shen Fuhan walked in empty-handed.
Wen Jiayue asked in surprise, "Where is Zhaozhao?"
Shen Fuhan explained, "She's not sleeping here tonight."
Wen Jiayue: "..."
She then realized what was happening and, in her dying moments, said, "The one-month deadline hasn't arrived yet."
Shen Fuhan said quietly, "If you want to start at midnight, I don't mind. If it ends at dawn, we can set off right away."
Wen Jiayue muttered under her breath, "All he does is talk big."
Shen Fuhan's eyes darkened: "Give it a try?"
Wen Jiayue immediately surrendered: "I was just talking nonsense."
Shen Fuhan pushed her against the wall, raised her hands, and said in a deep voice, "You have to pay the price for talking nonsense."
His kiss landed on her collarbone, and Wen Jiayue looked up in alarm, saying, "No, not here..."
“Right here,” Shen Fuhan said in a dangerous tone, “this is the price.”
Wen Jiayue couldn't resist him at all, and before she knew it, he had turned her around.
Before me was a hard, cold wall, and behind me was a body burning hot—a world of contrasting temperatures.
Wen Jiayue looked dazed and was about to collapse. Her body slid down, but he held her tightly around the waist.
In her hazy state, she heard him whisper in her ear, his voice hoarse, "Will you miss me?"