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Chapter 490 Being near the water tower gives you an advantage (14)

After leaving the Marquis's residence, Shen Fuhan rode a horse, while Wen Jiayue rode in a carriage.

As the carriage curtain swayed, she could see his tall and straight figure on horseback, which attracted the attention of many people.

For a moment, she was so distracted that if it weren't for the fact that her clothes were wrong, Wen Jiayue would have almost thought she was getting married.

She patted her slightly flushed cheeks, forcing herself to come back to her senses. Really, how could she suddenly have such a thought?

Fifteen minutes later, we arrived at the most bustling Zhuque Avenue.

The further they went in, the more difficult it became to move. Wen Jiayue got out of the car and walked with Shen Fuhan.

Amidst the bustling crowd, he walked on the outside, carrying a lantern in one hand and protecting her with the other, his arm loosely around her waist.

As she walked, the sleeves of her robe occasionally brushed against her back, and Wen Jiayue always felt a tingling sensation in her heart, making her feel somewhat uneasy.

Seeing that she was only focused on walking with her head down and didn't even glance at the lanterns on the street, Shen Fuhan asked in a low voice, "Do you think there are too many people?"

“No,” Wen Jiayue shook her head, “Brother Prince, I’ll just go with you. You don’t need to protect me so carefully.”

"There are many people on the street, I'm afraid you'll get lost."

Wen Jiayue had no choice but to acquiesce to his actions and continue forward.

Finally, we arrived at the liveliest area, where hundreds of lanterns of various shapes illuminated the night as bright as day.

Fireworks occasionally explode in the night sky, always eliciting a few gasps of surprise.

Wen Jiayue was walking aimlessly when she was suddenly attracted by a scroll lantern, and her eyes lit up.

The lanterns were made in the shape of open book pages, and some auspicious words were even written on them.

Wen Jiayue asked, "How much is this lamp?"

The stall owner smiled mysteriously: "This is the lantern I'm most proud of this year. The highest bidder wins."

Wen Jiayue hesitated for a moment. She only had two hundred taels of silver, but that should be enough, right?

She asked, "What's the highest price right now?"

"Three hundred taels."

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips; she decided to take another look.

"Brother Crown Prince, let's go."

Shen Fuhan said, "Wait a moment."

He looked at the stall owner and said, "One thousand taels, I'll take it."

Wen Jiayue's eyes widened. A thousand taels?!

The stall owner was also taken aback, and no longer cared about the highest bidder winning; no matter how high the price, it couldn't match the offer from this distinguished person!

As if afraid he might change his mind, he smiled and said, "My esteemed guest, this lantern is yours."

Wen Jiayue quickly stopped Shen Fuhan from taking the silver notes: "Young Master, it's too expensive, don't be so impulsive."

Shen Fuhan paused.

It wasn't because of what she said, but because her hand was on his.

Cool, soft hands.

He said calmly, "It's alright, we're all well-off and have plenty of money."

As he spoke, he insisted on taking out a banknote and handing it to the stall owner.

Wen Jiayue's heart was bleeding. One thousand taels!

Upon receiving the lantern, she held it in her hands as if afraid someone would break it, for it was worth a thousand taels of silver!

Seeing her so cautious, Shen Fuhan chuckled and said, "She's not that precious."

"You're too impulsive," Wen Jiayue complained. "You can't spend money like this even if you have it."

Shen Fuhan blurted out, "If you take charge of the household in the future, I will definitely not squander the money."

Wen Jiayue felt a tremor in her heart, and even the flame in the lantern flickered.

"You...you..." she said, biting her lip, "I'm ignoring you!"

She walked forward with a blush on her face, and Shen Fuhan followed with a low laugh.

"I thought you were going to slap me, but you just walked away like that, huh?"

Wen Jiayue whispered in protest, "I'm not that kind of person."

"Yes, I was being petty. A-Yue is the best woman in the world."

Wen Jiayue was so flustered that she didn't know what to do and stammered, "Don't, don't say that."

"Okay, that's enough." Shen Fuhan ruffled her hair. "Why did you take a liking to this lantern?"

Wen Jiayue composed herself and explained, "I originally intended to give this to my brother, but since you paid for it, this lamp is yours. I'll buy you something else instead."

She handed him the lantern, and Shen Fuhan reached out to take it, taking her hand in the process.

"Thank you for the lantern, Yue. I really like it."

The surging crowds and clamor seemed to stand still, leaving only the two of them gazing at each other.

Wen Jiayue looked down at his large hand and felt no repulsion at all. Instead, a faint joy spread through her.

When I'm with my brother, the Crown Prince, I feel only warmth and a sense of security.

Wen Jiayue said softly, "I...like it too."

I like the Crown Prince, and I also like Shen Fuhan.

For the rest of the journey, Shen Fuhan did not let go of her hand, even though someone's palm was sweaty.

Reaching the carriage, Shen Fuhan asked, "Go back to the manor, or play a little longer?"

"Go back home."

Shen Fuhan agreed and finally let go of her hand.

Wen Jiayue sat in the carriage and looked at her hands, which still retained the warmth of Shen Fuhan's palm.

She cupped her burning cheeks and couldn't help but laugh.

The carriage stopped, and she composed herself, ready to return to the mansion with Shen Fuhan.

But seeing that he seemed to want to take her hand again, Wen Jiayue quickly put her hand behind her back.

"Brother Prince, no, we'll be seen."

Knowing that she was shy, Shen Fuhan did not insist and walked into the mansion with her side by side.

The journey was quiet, with only the sound of footsteps on the snow, yet it was inexplicably reassuring.

Seeing Xiangzhu Courtyard in the distance, Wen Jiayue suddenly wished that Xiangzhu Courtyard was further away, so that she could walk a little further with her brother, the young master.

Just as I was thinking this, I heard Shen Fuhan ask, "Would you like to take a walk around the manor?"

Wen Jiayue hesitated for a moment before asking, "Where are we going?"

"Xiangzhu Courtyard is close to the bamboo forest, so let's go there."

Wen Jiayue curled her lips slightly and replied with an "okay".

As Shen Fuhan entered the bamboo forest, she did not allow her maids or guards to follow her.

Wen Jiayue didn't care. Anyway, with her brother, the Crown Prince, there was no need for her to worry.

She squinted slightly, listening to the wind in the bamboo forest. Although it was a bit chilly, she felt inexplicably comfortable.

Shen Fuhan took her hand again.

Wen Jiayue whispered, "Why do I feel like the young master is a bit clingy?"

"They can be even more clingy."

As he spoke, Shen Fuhan pulled her into his arms.

Wen Jiayue was startled and looked up at him in a panic.

Under the moonlight, her almond-shaped eyes, shimmering with moisture, captivated him, and her slightly parted lips were even more alluring.

Shen Fuhan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he lowered his head uncontrollably.