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Chapter 484 Being near the water tower gives you an advantage (8)

Shen Funian said awkwardly, "Oh dear, you don't know him, so don't ask any more questions."

Seeing her acting like a little girl, Wen Jiayue was completely taken aback.

The usually carefree third sister had this side to her? She almost didn't recognize her.

Wen Jiayue asked curiously, "What is he like? Tell me, I promise I won't tell anyone else."

“He’s a scholar, handsome and dashing. I liked him the moment I saw him,” Shen Funian said dreamily, cupping her face in her hands. “I want to marry him.”

Wen Jiayue then said, "Then go and tell the young master, he will definitely agree."

"No way," Shen Funian sighed, "My older brother would definitely scold me to death."

"why?"

“Because he’s too poor, my older brother would definitely look down on him,” Shen Funian murmured. “But I’m willing to suffer with him, even if it’s just eating bran and wild vegetables and drinking plain porridge.”

Wen Jiayue frowned as she listened. Shen Funian was the kind of person who would get tired after walking just a few steps. Had she been possessed?

After learning everything, Wen Jiayue thought it over and decided to tell her brother, the Crown Prince.

Upon arriving at Zheqing Courtyard, she entered the study without any hindrance.

Just then, Shen Fuhan was resting. She closed the door and quickly said, "Young Master, I have something important to tell you. Third Sister has fallen for... Hey, Young Master, why did you open the door?"

Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, then explained, "Ventilation."

“But I’m afraid someone will hear us,” Wen Jiayue closed the door again, “I’m telling you… why did you open it again?”

Shen Fuhan had no choice but to say, "You've grown up now, so we have to do this when we're in the same room."

Wen Jiayue looked up at him.

The nineteen-year-old boy had clear features and was exceptionally handsome, yet his expression was cold and indifferent, like unmelting ice.

But when he looked down at her, there seemed to be a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

While Wen Jiayue was slightly distracted, Shen Fuhan had already sat down at his desk again.

"Tell me what's going on."

Wen Jiayue snapped out of her daze, walked over to him, and sat down beside him.

The door was open, but she was still uneasy, so she moved closer to him until she could whisper to him before stopping.

She placed her five fingers together on her cheek, leaned closer to him, and prepared to whisper something.

Before she could even get close to him, Shen Fuhan stood up and instantly moved three steps away from her.

"You, you can just say it."

He stuttered slightly while speaking, which was unusual for him.

Wen Jiayue, puzzled, said, "But this matter cannot be made public."

"Don't worry, the guards are tight-lipped and won't spread rumors."

Wen Jiayue was still a little worried, so after thinking about it, she decided to write it down.

She sat in his seat, found a clean sheet of Xuan paper, and began to write carefully.

The warm sunlight of early March fell on her hair, which was styled in two buns, casting a soft, warm glow.

Shen Fuhan lowered his eyes and watched her write intently.

After she finished writing, he looked away again.

Wen Jiayue simply blew on the still-wet ink and handed the Xuan paper to him.

Shen Fuhan glanced at it and said, "I understand."

"Young Master, why is your reaction so calm?" Wen Jiayue asked again, "What about Third Sister's matter?"

"I know what I'm doing. You should go back."

Wen Jiayue opened her mouth, never expecting him to send her away, and replied with a somewhat disappointed "okay".

"It is I who have troubled you, Your Highness."

She must have disturbed his studies. She shouldn't have come. The imperial examination should take precedence over everything else. He must hate her now.

Wen Jiayue felt somewhat guilty and a little wronged.

She lowered her head, wanting to leave this place.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist.

“No,” Shen Fuhan explained, “it’s because you’re a grown woman now, and you shouldn’t be so intimate with me.”

"But aren't I your sister?" Wen Jiayue said aggrievedly. "Besides, how are we intimate? Why did you send me away after just a few words, Prince?"

No one mentioned the matter of the child bride again, and she gradually forgot about it, considering herself just his sister.

Shen Fuhan sighed softly, unsure how to comfort her.

He had no choice but to say, "Then you can stay, but the doors and windows must be open."

Wen Jiayue didn't want to stay here anymore. She wasn't made of clay; she had a temper too.

"I don't want to," Wen Jiayue shook off his hand, "I want to go back."

Fearing she might have gone too far, she added, "I didn't mean to blame you, Your Highness. Just focus on your studies and we'll talk about it after the imperial examination."

With only seven or eight days left until the imperial examination, it's unlikely that Shen Funian will do anything too outrageous.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiayue felt a little annoyed. Why didn't she wait until after the imperial examination to tell him about it?

The imperial examination ended on March 17th.

After resting for two days, Shen Fuhan summoned his younger siblings to secretly discuss Shen Funian's matter.

Wen Jiayue was still a little angry, so she deliberately asked, "Young Master, why didn't you open the doors and windows for ventilation today?"

Shen Fuhan was stunned. Her behavior these past few days had been no different from before, so why the sudden change...?

He coughed lightly, unsure how to respond.

Wen Jiayue pouted slightly, gave a soft snort, and turned her head away.

Shen Funian, always eager for drama, exclaimed, her eyes lighting up: "You two are having a fight? What happened? Tell me quickly!"

“Shen Funian,” Shen Fuhan glanced at her, “today we’re going to talk about your business.”

"What could possibly happen to me?" Shen Funian sat up straight. "Big brother, don't try to scare me."

“I already know about your affair with Wang Xiucai,” Shen Fuhan said calmly. “I will not agree to it.”

He looked at Shen Fufei, who doted on her the most: "You are not allowed to speak up for her."

Shen Funian's eyes widened: "Jiayue, did you betray me?"

She only told her about this!

Wen Jiayue felt a little guilty. Before she could speak, Shen Fuhan asked in a cold voice, "You also knew about this? Why didn't you tell me?"

His acting was so convincing that Wen Jiayue actually felt she had done something wrong, and stammered, "I..."

“Forget it, this matter is not important,” Shen Fuhan said to Shen Funian. “From today onwards, I will keep a close watch on your every word and action. If I catch you doing something wrong, it will not be as simple as just copying scriptures.”

Shen Funian left dejectedly, and Shen Fufei went to comfort her.

Now that only the two of them were left, Wen Jiayue made an excuse to leave, but Shen Fuhan stopped her and asked in a low voice, "Are you still angry?"

"How could I dare to be angry with you?" Wen Jiayue pursed her lips, got up and opened the window. "Your Highness is right, we must not be misunderstood."

Seeing that she had finally come to this realization, Shen Fuhan felt gratified, but also had some indescribable emotions.

“You’ve really grown up… Yue.”

Wen Jiayue paused for a moment before realizing he was calling her, and her eyes widened slightly.

"Brother Crown Prince, why are you suddenly calling me that?"

Shen Fuhan asked, "Don't you like it?"

"No, it's just..."

Wen Jiayue felt somewhat uncomfortable, but couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Even though the Crown Prince said they shouldn't be too close in the future, this way of addressing each other sounds even more intimate, doesn't it?