flstandardbreds Chapter 116: Propose once and kiss once
Chapter 116: Propose once and kiss once
Wen Jiayue's eyes widened instantly.
Why did he suddenly start kissing her?
She pushed him away forcefully, and Shen Fuhan bit her lower lip before leaving.
"You're not allowed to mention the maid in front of me anymore," Shen Fuhan said, stroking the spot where he had been bitten with his fingertips. "Every time you mention her, I'll kiss you."
Wen Jiayue glared at him: "Why should I?"
Her almond-shaped eyes were filled with anger, but they had no intimidating power. Instead, they made Shen Fuhan want to kiss her even more.
He looked away and said calmly, "If you want to bring it up, be prepared for a kiss."
Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and finally stopped talking.
"Then the Marquis is not allowed to sleep here either, or I will..."
Shen Fuhan waited patiently for her to finish her sentence.
Wen Jiayue couldn't think of a punishment that would frighten Shen Fuhan, and hesitated for a long time.
What would Shen Fuhan be afraid of? He seems to be afraid of nothing.
"If you can't figure it out, then stop thinking about it," he seemed to have lost patience. "I'm going to sleep."
Wen Jiayue froze, about to ask him where he was sleeping, when he lifted the covers and walked towards the long couch.
Shen Fuhan lay on the couch, beginning to drift off to sleep.
After racking his brains today, he finally remembered that in the last time he dreamed, he had kissed her in the study.
He repeated it again this time, and perhaps he will have that dream again.
But hope was dashed, and another night passed without dreams.
Once is never enough, and Shen Fuhan decided to stop trying.
Perhaps that dream had nothing to do with any of this; he was just doing something futile.
Who knows, he might start dreaming again someday; there's no point in rushing it.
So, in the following days, after Wen Jiayue fell asleep, he used the same trick again and returned to the bed.
Wen Jiayue was unaware of this, only occasionally waking up to find her wrists inexplicably sore and weak.
After her wrist went weak again, Wen Jiayue suspected that there was something wrong with her hand and asked Ruyi to fetch the family doctor.
The people who arrived were none other than Mr. Qian and Su Ye.
The moment Wen Jiayue saw Su Ye, she was reminded of Shen Funian.
Shen Funian has come almost every day these past few days, but the maids have been very well-behaved because of the intimidation she caused a few days ago.
Hui'er was also recovering from the injury on her face and rarely showed herself in front of Shen Fuhan.
After taking her pulse, Old Qian stroked his beard and said, "Madam is in good health. May I ask what is wrong with you?"
Wen Jiayue rotated her wrist and frowned, saying, "My wrist has been hurting from time to time these past few days, and I don't know why."
After carefully examining the situation, Mr. Qian asked, "Has Madam been lifting any heavy objects these past few days?"
Wen Jiayue shook her head.
She's never lifted a finger, so there's nothing heavy she needs to lift.
Old Qian frowned and told Su Ye to give it a try.
Su Ye couldn't figure it out either, and shook her head.
Old Qian had no choice but to say, "I will prescribe some blood-activating and pain-relieving plasters for the lady to try. If they don't work, I will switch to acupuncture."
Wen Jiayue nodded and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Elder Qian."
After thinking for a moment, she said, "Perhaps it's because I've been holding Zhaozhao for too long these past few days."
The baby is almost five months old. He looks small, but he still has some weight to him when you hold him.
"In that case, Madam, please hold the child less these next few days and take good care of yourself."
As night fell, Shen Fuhan returned to the Marquis's residence.
He immediately noticed the plaster on Wen Jiayue's wrist and frowned, asking, "Are you injured?"
“No… well, you could say I do,” Wen Jiayue said. “These past few mornings, my wrists have been feeling a little sore and weak from time to time.”
Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, then asked, "Which days?"
“Today,” Wen Jiayue pondered for a moment, “there was another one three days ago.”
Shen Fuhan remained silent.
Wen Jiayue continued, "I invited Mr. Qian over today. Mr. Qian prescribed some medicated plasters, so I put them on."
Shen Fuhan was silent for a moment, then asked, "You also invited Professor Qian?"
“Yes,” Wen Jiayue said, pursing her lips, “You don’t think I’m making a mountain out of a molehill, do you?”
"No, it's just..." Shen Fuhan sighed, "If you want to invite me, then please do so."
Why is he talking so strangely? Wen Jiayue frowned and glanced at him.
Shen Fuhan then asked, "Did Mr. Qian say anything?"
"No, I think it might be because I've been holding Zhaozhao for too long these past few days, so..."
Before he could finish speaking, a maidservant outside announced, "My lord, madam, the old lady invites you to Ninghui Hall for dinner."
Wen Jiayue's good mood vanished instantly. What did the old lady want now?
Shen Fuhan ignored him and said firmly, "That must be the reason."
After Shen Fuhan changed into casual clothes, the two walked together toward Ninghui Hall.
As they stepped out of the courtyard, Shen Fuhan asked, "How sore are your hands?"
Wen Jiayue said, "I feel sore and weak for a while after waking up in the morning, and I can't muster any strength. It will be fine after a while."
Shen Fuhan couldn't help but reflect: why did he use so much force?
I was afraid of waking her, so I was very quiet.
But it was too light to feel anything, perhaps because it had been too long, or perhaps because she was too delicate.
Wen Jiayue asked suspiciously, "Why does Your Excellency ask this? Do you also know how to treat illnesses?"
All she knew was that Shen Fuhan could take a pulse.
“It’s nothing,” he said casually. “Just asking.”
They soon arrived at Ninghui Hall.
Not only the two of them, but Shen Funian and Shen Fuyou also came.
Last time, Shen Fuyou almost got caught, but she managed to get away with it by pretending to be out with her friends.
During this period, he stayed obediently in the mansion, ready to be summoned at any time.
Seeing them enter, Shen Fuyou said solicitously, "Big brother has arrived."
Shen Fuhan glanced at him and responded.
The old lady smiled and said, "Please sit down, please sit down. You've had a hard day, haven't you eaten yet? Eat more."
After saying that, she looked at Wen Jiayue and forced a smile.
"Granddaughter-in-law, eat more. Look how thin your face is."
Unsolicited kindness is always suspicious, and Wen Jiayue was quite certain that this meal was for her.
She pondered for a moment and then had a clue: it must be about the morning and evening greetings.
But she hadn't figured out a solution yet; how could she refuse?
After eating the bland food for a while, the old lady indeed brought up the matter.
"Your granddaughter-in-law has been recuperating for so long, she must be feeling much better now. When do you plan to resume the custom of paying respects to her morning and evening?"
Before Wen Jiayue could speak, Shen Funian said, "Grandmother, you have so many maids to serve you, why are you using only my sister-in-law? She has to manage the entire Marquis's mansion, she's already busy enough."
“The morning and evening greetings are rules set by our ancestors,” the old lady glared at her. “Once you get married, you’ll have to dutifully serve your mother-in-law!”
Shen Funian shrugged: "That's great, thankfully I'll never get married in this lifetime."
Shen Fuyou chuckled: "Third sister, you're too honest! I need to learn from you! I'm not getting married either!"
Upon hearing this, the old lady immediately forgot about the morning and evening greetings and said anxiously, "What are you learning? You're already nineteen, it's time for you to get married!"
Shen Fuyou clicked his tongue: "I'm not even seventeen yet, how come I've suddenly grown a few years older? Besides, my older brother didn't get married until he was twenty-three. How can I get married so early, before my brother? What's the rush?"
The grandchildren are all incredibly stubborn, driving the old lady half to her wits' end.
Granny Zhao reminded her, "Madam, don't forget the important matter."
Only then did the old lady turn around and look for Wen Jiayue, this easy target.
"Granddaughter-in-law, what do you say?"
"Her hand is injured."
Shen Fuhan suddenly spoke up, and everyone at the table looked at him curiously.
Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, then continued, "Old Qian said that we should not overwork ourselves, so this matter should be postponed for now."