NFBE Chapter 108 Dreaming Again
Chapter 108 Dreaming Again
Once he was sure Wen Jiayue wouldn't shout anymore, Shen Fuhan released his grip.
"Why are you sleeping on the bed?" Wen Jiayue immediately questioned.
Even in the pitch-black night, her eyes remained bright and sparkling, not as if she were glaring at him, but rather as if she were playfully scolding him.
Shen Fuhan never expected her to wake up, and for a moment forgot what kind of excuse would be reasonable.
Wen Jiayue spoke again: "You weren't sleeping here the other day, were you?"
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was right. For the past few nights, she had slept very warmly, just like when Shen Fuhan was around.
She thought it was because her body had recovered, and she was even complacent about it. She never imagined that it was because Shen Fuhan was still sleeping with her!
He's been lying to her all along!
Seeing that he didn't explain, Wen Jiayue glared at him angrily: "Go sleep on the bed!"
Shen Fuhan asked as if he hadn't heard, "Why are you awake?"
He should have asked; the moment he did, Wen Jiayue felt like her throat was on fire.
But she didn't answer and moved a little further away from him.
"What's it to you? Go back now."
Shen Fuhan asked, "Getting up in the middle of the night?"
Seeing that she didn't react, he continued to ask, "Thirsty?"
Wen Jiayue pursed her lips slightly.
He sat up, threw off the covers, and without even lighting a candle, walked precisely to the small round table.
He poured a cup of tea, turned around, and handed the teacup to her in one smooth motion.
Wen Jiayue was stunned for a moment before sitting up and taking it.
Just as she was about to drink, Shen Fuhan spoke up at the opportune moment: "After you've had your tea, I'll sleep here."
Wen Jiayue immediately suppressed her urge to drink water and returned the teacup to him.
It's such a waste to let him sleep here just by pouring him a cup of tea!
"I was just kidding," Shen Fuhan sighed. "Don't worry, drink it."
Wen Jiayue glared at him: "Then why did you say such a thing?"
Shen Fuhan didn't speak, but grasped her wrist and brought the teacup to her lips.
Wen Jiayue drank half a cup with some skepticism and then returned the teacup to him.
Shen Fuhan raised an eyebrow and asked, "You're not drinking anymore?"
"I'll have to get up at night if I drink too much, and I don't want to." Wen Jiayue lay back down.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Fuhan turned the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.
The moonlight shone on his Adam's apple, which moved up and down, and Wen Jiayue was momentarily stunned.
Realizing her face was starting to burn, she slowly looked away.
Shen Fuhan was handsome; even his Adam's apple was alluring.
Shen Fuhan put the teacup back in its place.
Wen Jiayue looked over again, afraid that he would turn back.
Fortunately, he walked to the couch and lifted the covers.
Seeing him lie down, Wen Jiayue finally felt half relieved, but what should she do after she fell asleep?
How about we don't sleep tonight?
If he obediently sleeps on the couch, then she can finally sleep well... right?
But Shen Fuhan is a fox spirit who has been around for a thousand years. If he agrees tonight, he might do the same thing again tomorrow night.
Wen Jiayue was caught in a dilemma, as it seemed that whatever she did was only treating the symptoms, not the root cause.
"Aren't you going to sleep yet?" Shen Fuhan suddenly spoke up.
Wen Jiayue felt that he was testing her, so she quickly closed her eyes and did not answer.
Shen Fuhan said slowly, "Their breathing is too heavy; I can hear it even from this far away."
"Are you a cat?" Wen Jiayue asked helplessly, "Your hearing is so sharp."
"It's just a trick."
Wen Jiayue: "..." I miscalculated.
"Go to sleep," Shen Fuhan closed his eyes. "I won't go there."
I don't know if Wen Jiayue was asleep or not, but he was asleep.
Today was his shift, and the Dali Temple had many matters to attend to. He was busy for a long time and didn't return home until almost midnight.
It's only early morning, and he's already exhausted.
Shen Fuhan gradually drifted off to sleep.
In my dream, there was a fog and it was raining, which made it seem rather eerie.
He turned his head and saw himself.
He knew perfectly well that it was a dream, so he wasn't afraid; he simply gazed at it quietly.
In my dream, he looked older, with some wrinkles on his face, and appeared to be around forty years old.
Before he could look at it more closely, the man in his dream walked out of the courtyard.
He followed them and entered a courtyard called Zhiheng Courtyard, near the main courtyard.
He looked up and saw Wang Chengyao, who was in his early twenties.
Wang Chengyao has lost a lot of weight and has built up a muscular physique, looking quite strong.
Shen Fuhan looked at him with some surprise and found that he was wearing the clothes of a fifth-rank military officer.
This dream is quite bizarre; Wang Chengyao is almost a general.
He then walked out of Zhiheng Academy with them.
The two walked and talked, seemingly heading to the ancestral hall.
Shen Fuhan followed slowly, finding the dream rather boring; he wished he could hear them talking.
Many members of the Shen family stood in front of the ancestral hall; all the collateral branches and relatives within five degrees of kinship had come, forming a dense, dark mass.
He looked at them one by one, but couldn't find Wen Jiayue, Zhao Zhao, or Shen Fuyou.
Shen Fuhan frowned, and before he could even think, some kind of ceremony began to take place in the ancestral hall.
He wanted to go into the ancestral hall to take a look, but his feet seemed to be glued to the ground, unable to move an inch.
He could only stand aside and watch the whole thing unfold until he saw in his dream that his father had changed "Wang Chengyao" to "Shen Chengyao" in the family genealogy.
The crowd began to walk into the ancestral hall, and he, now able to move again, immediately followed.
Upon entering the ancestral hall, the ancestral tablets are prominently displayed.
But he immediately noticed the name Wen Jiayue – the memorial tablet of Wen Jiayue.
Before he could even be shocked, the names of Zhao Zhao and Shen Fuyou appeared on the memorial tablet beside him.
He tried to step forward to examine it more closely, but everything around him was rushing backward. An invisible force was pulling him back to his senses.
Shen Fuhan, trapped in a nightmare, opened his eyes and sat up, panting heavily.
Outside the window, the sky was beginning to lighten, and gradually, light appeared on the horizon.
Tears seemed to be streaming down his face, and he touched his forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.
He didn't bother to wipe it, and looked up at Wen Jiayue on the bed.
She was sleeping soundly, her eyebrows and eyes relaxed, as if she were having a sweet dream, and the corners of her lips were curved in a gentle smile.
But for some reason, it reminded him of the painting in his dream last time.
He slowly walked over, bent down to check his breathing, and found it to be even and gentle.
He breathed a sigh of relief and touched her warm face.
It was just a nightmare.
Shen Fuhan stared at her for a long time until Sibo came to knock on the door and urge her.
He responded, changed into his official robes, took one last look at Wen Jiayue who was still fast asleep, and walked out the door.
After standing there for a moment and thinking, he knocked on the door of the side room.
The wet nurse, still wearing her clothes, opened the door, her face full of astonishment, and said, "My lord, what is this...?"
Shen Fuhan went straight in, saw that Zhaozhao was sleeping soundly, and came out without saying a word.
He walked out of the main courtyard but didn't leave the mansion; instead, he walked in the opposite direction.
Sibo reminded him, "My lord, it's getting late."
Shen Fuhan didn't say anything, but insisted on walking forward until he stopped in Shen Fuyou's courtyard.
He pushed open the door and woke Shen Fuyou.
Shen Fuyou muttered irritably, "Who dares to call me 'young master'!"
He opened his sleepy eyes and saw Shen Fuhan, and was immediately startled.
"Big brother, what's wrong? Has something terrible happened?"
Seeing him lively and energetic, Shen Fuhan said calmly, "It's nothing."
After saying that, he turned and walked out.
Shen Fuyou sat there for a long time, looking completely bewildered.
No way, waking him up first thing in the morning just to see him? What kind of person does that!