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Chapter 143: Criticizing Sang and Huai

Shen Fuhan looked at Wen Jiayue in silence.

Feeling guilty under his gaze, Wen Jiayue forced a calm expression and asked, "Why is Your Excellency looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?"

He wouldn't know she was making veiled attacks, would he?

"No." Shen Fuhan looked away.

He paused for a moment, then asked, "You just said he was handsome?"

Wen Jiayue nodded.

Ling He has large eyes and sword-like eyebrows, giving him an upright and dignified appearance. Although his skin is a bit rough from being exposed to the wind and sun all day, it doesn't matter much.

If one didn't understand his temperament, there would surely be many young ladies in the Marquis's mansion who secretly harbored feelings for him.

Shen Fuhan lowered his eyes and said, "In that case, the matter of marriage should not be delayed any longer."

Wen Jiayue looked at him in confusion. What does the timing of marriage have to do with appearance?

Shen Fuhan explained, "What I mean is, he has this advantage, making it easier for him to get married."

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and said, "Anyway, I'm not doing this. Why don't you ask Third Sister if she wants to be a matchmaker after we get back to the capital?"

Shen Fuhan hesitated for a moment, then gave up.

After rushing as fast as they could, they finally arrived at the post station after noon.

After lunch, they continued their journey without stopping for a moment.

Wen Jiayue couldn't help but feel a little guilty. If she hadn't been delayed in the early morning, perhaps these guards could have rested for a while.

After thinking for a moment, she said softly, "My lord, I would like to use my money to add a meat dish for the guards tonight."

Shen Fuhan, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them: "What's wrong?"

Wen Jiayue then recounted the matter, and Shen Fuhan nodded, saying, "Okay."

So, the guards' dinner that evening consisted of a whole roasted lamb.

Wen Jiayue was somewhat taken aback. She was referring to meat dishes like chicken, duck, and fish, not fancy dishes!

She counted the silver she had brought with her, her heart bleeding; her already meager savings were now even more depleted.

Shen Fuhan did it on purpose, to get revenge for her buying too many things at the temple.

But since things had come to this, she could only send Ruyi to deliver the money.

Ruyi returned soon after, excitedly bringing with her a delicious roasted lamb leg.

"Madam, the Marquis not only confiscated your money, but also instructed me to give you a freshly roasted leg of lamb!"

Wen Jiayue blinked gently. Shen Fuhan was actually being so kind?

However, this amount of money was nothing to him, so he naturally looked down on her paltry sum.

Ruyi had already started cutting the lamb leg with a knife and placed the cut lamb meat onto a plate.

"Madam, please eat. It smells so good, it must be delicious."

As she spoke, Ruyi's mouth was practically watering.

Seeing how much she wanted it, Wen Jiayue shook her head and chuckled, then fed her a piece first.

Ruyi squinted her eyes contentedly and said indistinctly, "Thank you, Madam!"

Wen Jiayue smiled and teased, "Who said they were older than me and would take care of me? I didn't expect they would be so satisfied after just one bite of meat."

"I'm just helping you divide the lamb legs," Ruyi said shyly. "I'm not craving them anymore, so I'm giving them all to you, Madam!"

Wen Jiayue wasn't very hungry. Even though the roasted lamb leg smelled delicious, she only ate a few more bites and let Ruyi continue eating.

Ruyi smiled and said, "Then this servant will respectfully comply!"

The sounds of the guards making noise outside suggested that the atmosphere was quite lively.

For more than ten days, they have remained silent, obeying all instructions and demonstrating excellent training.

Wen Jiayue had never seen them so noisy before, so it must be because Shen Fuhan had given permission.

She was a little curious and leaned closer to the window to take a look.

A bonfire burned in the courtyard, with a sheep on a skewer and guards sitting around it, including Shen Fuhan.

She couldn't help but be surprised; Shen Fuhan was quite approachable.

She had always thought he was aloof and unapproachable, and would never appear in such a situation.

However, she was also worried for the guards. With Shen Fuhan in charge, who could have a good time?

As expected, the guards only cheered briefly. Once the atmosphere warmed up a bit, they realized that the Marquis was still present and immediately fell silent.

Wen Jiayue clicked her tongue; Shen Fuhan really had no tact.

But it's good that he's oblivious, otherwise he would have gone back to his room, so let's continue to torment the guards.

After washing up, Wen Jiayue prepared to go to bed.

Shen Fuhan returned at this moment. Before he could close the door, a deafening shout came from outside.

"Thank you very much, Lord Marquis and Madam, for the whole roasted lamb!"

Shen Fuhan: "..."

Wen Jiayue: "..."

After a moment of silence, Shen Fuhan explained, "I didn't tell them to shout."

Wen Jiayue nodded. Of course she knew that Shen Fuhan would never do such a thing.

Shen Fuhan went straight to the washroom.

Having spent the entire day in the carriage, Wen Jiayue was exhausted and lay dozing off on the soft bed.

When Shen Fuhan returned, she was already asleep.

He tiptoed to the bed, blew out the lamp, and the guards outside quickly dispersed.

The surroundings quieted down again. Shen Fuhan gazed at her sleeping face and sighed softly.

He fell asleep without saying a word.

He closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep, but after a long time, he remained conscious.

Even more so, a fire was burning through his body.

Shen Fuhan opened his eyes and then remembered that mutton has the effect of strengthening yang and tonifying the kidneys.

After a moment of silence, he still grasped Wen Jiayue's hand.

He didn't want to bother her, and besides, her hand had hurt again yesterday.

But if we do nothing, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Shen Fuhan closed his eyes, feeling her hand gently glide over every part of him like water, making him unable to control himself.

After a brief moment of relief, Shen Fuhan went back to sleep.

The next morning, Wen Jiayue boarded the carriage at the agreed time, without delaying the journey.

She breathed a sigh of relief, clutching her rapidly beating heart, and then saw Shen Fuhan's gaze fall on her hand.

She paused, withdrew her hand, and Shen Fuhan's gaze followed her.

She pursed her lips and asked, "What are you looking at, Lord Marquis?"

Shen Fuhan coughed lightly and said, "I just wanted to ask you, have your hands been hurting these past two days?"

Wen Jiayue shook her head, completely bewildered.

I haven't been in pain for half a month, why is he asking this?

"That's good." Shen Fuhan lowered his eyes. "Was the roast lamb leg delicious last night?"

Wen Jiayue nodded and said, "It's quite delicious."

She hesitated before asking, "But why won't you take my money?"

Shen Fuhan immediately retorted, "Do you really think I would want your money?"

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and said, "Didn't you already agree?"

Shen Fuhan looked displeased: "I was just saying it casually, I didn't expect you to actually give it to me."

Wen Jiayue muttered softly, "How was I supposed to know that Lord Shen, who is usually so aloof, would actually joke around with people?"

Shen Fuhan had no choice but to say, "Alright, it's my fault."

Taking advantage of his current easygoing nature, Wen Jiayue asked about the dream.

"We're back from Yuzhou now, Lord Marquis, you should tell me what you dreamed about, shouldn't you?"