nashuaworldcup Chapter 472 Shen Fuhan is Reborn (1)
Chapter 472 Shen Fuhan is Reborn (1)
Shen Fuhan trembled and suddenly opened his eyes.
All he could see was pitch black, but he could make out the vague outline of the tent topped with the image of a hundred sons and a thousand grandsons.
Shen Fuhan was stunned. He hadn't died after taking the poison?
Before he could figure it out, he heard even, soothing breathing beside him.
He slowly turned his head.
The moonlight shifted out the window and fell directly on the bed.
By the faint moonlight, he saw Wen Jiayue's beautiful and gentle face.
A sweet smile curved her lips, as if she were lost in a beautiful dream.
After being shocked, Shen Fuhan realized that he was dreaming.
Every time he fell ill, he would dream of Wen Jiayue.
Did she come to see him after taking the poison this time?
He was overjoyed to see her one last time before he died.
Shen Fuhan gently embraced her, his forehead pressed against hers.
He murmured softly, "I'm sorry, A-Yue..."
"Huh, husband?" Wen Jiayue was startled awake and asked in confusion, "Why are you suddenly calling me like that?"
She wondered if she had misheard. When had her husband ever called her by her maiden name so affectionately?
Shen Fuhan's movements froze.
In her dreams, A-Yue never speaks.
He looked at her again.
Wen Jiayue felt inexplicably scared. Why did her husband's eyes suddenly become so stern?
She lowered her eyes tremblingly and said softly, "Husband, go to sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow."
Shen Fuhan asked calmly, "Where are we going this morning, Yue? Do you still remember?"
Ah Yue...
Wen Jiayue's heart skipped a beat again; he really was calling out for A-Yue!
The joy in her heart was spreading, and she couldn't hide it at all; it showed on her face, revealing a faint, shy smile.
"Husband, why are you suddenly calling me that?"
Seeing her display that all-too-familiar shy expression, Shen Fuhan became increasingly suspicious that what he had ingested might actually be poison.
It's clearly a miraculous medicine that allows me to communicate with the Yue I used to know.
He didn't know when this dream would end, and if he missed the opportunity, he might never have another one.
Thinking of this, Shen Fuhan grasped her hand.
In the darkness, he gazed at her longingly and whispered, "Because I love A-Yue, I've always loved her."
After saying that, he felt ridiculous.
When A-Yue was alive, he couldn't utter a single word, but after she died, he spoke to a phantom in his dream.
But he was helpless.
Ten years after A Yue's death, even though he was a high-ranking official and the respected Marquis of Jing'an, he could not bring his wife and daughter back to life.
His longing and regret could not be conveyed.
He held Wen Jiayue tightly, almost as if he were melded into her very bones.
He pleaded, "Ah Yue, don't go..."
Wen Jiayue was flattered and carefully wrapped her arms around his waist, saying softly, "Of course I will always stay by my husband's side."
Her husband had just said he liked her. Whether it was to coax her or not, she was overjoyed to hear it.
This was the first time in four years of marriage that her husband had said such sweet words that made her blush.
She buried her slightly flushed cheeks in his chest and whispered, "I...I love my husband too."
Shen Fuhan closed her eyes, tears welling up in her eyes.
He asked in a deep voice, "How is Zhaozhao?"
The mother and daughter were left all alone in the underworld, and it was unknown whether they had been bullied.
Wen Jiayue asked in confusion, "Didn't you play with Zhaozhao for a while before going to bed?"
Shen Fuhan paused, his heart overflowing with immense joy. Could it be that Zhaozhao was also in this dream?
He immediately sat up and lifted the thin quilt.
Caught off guard, Wen Jiayue screamed in fright and hid in his arms.
Shen Fuhan instinctively hugged her, his hands finding her smooth and slippery.
He paused for a moment, glanced down, and then noticed that she was only wearing a red bodice.
"Husband, what are you doing?" Wen Jiayue reached out to touch the thin quilt. "May I put on my clothes first?"
Shen Fuhan was speechless for a moment.
The dream was so real that he could even feel her smooth skin.
Wen Jiayue finally pulled the thin quilt over and wrapped it around herself, revealing only her almond-shaped eyes that seemed to want to say something but couldn't.
She felt her husband was acting strangely. They were leaving the capital the next morning, yet he wasn't sleeping. When she asked him why, he wouldn't say.
However, Wen Jiayue was used to it; his affairs were all confidential, and he could only tell her a few things.
Wen Jiayue felt a little dejected, but remembering the conversation she had tonight, she cheered up again.
She talked a lot with her husband tonight, and he even said he liked her. Isn't that enough?
Wen Jiayue secretly reminded herself to be content.
As he was pondering this, Shen Fuhan got out of bed and lit the lamp.
The candlelight illuminated the dim interior, casting a warm glow.
Wen Jiayue's gaze swept over the well-proportioned and taut muscles, not daring to look too long at Shen Fuhan, who was only wearing underwear. She blushed and lowered her eyes.
Even though they had been married for four years and were still making love before going to sleep, she was still shy.
Shen Fuhan quickly put on her clothes.
Seeing his haste, Wen Jiayue hesitated and asked, "Husband, should I wear it?"
Shen Fuhan shook his head: "No need."
He put on his outer robe, strode out the door, and said to the maid on night watch, "Bring the young lady here."
Before long, a sleepy-eyed Zhao Zhao was brought over.
Shen Fuhan hugged Zhaozhao and quickly walked back to the inner room, gazing at his daughter whom he hadn't seen for ten years by candlelight.
She looks like she was three years old, just like the age she died.
Zhao Zhao was forced to wake up, and upon seeing her father, her sleepiness vanished immediately.
She asked in surprise, "Father, you haven't left yet?"
Before going to bed, her father told her that he was going to a very far place and she might not see him for a long time.
Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes, my father was standing in front of me.
Shen Fuhan pressed his face against hers and said earnestly, "Father won't leave. Father won't go anywhere. He'll just stay with you and Mother."
If he could stay trapped in this dream forever, he would give up everything without hesitation.
Wen Jiayue was surprised for a moment upon hearing this, but then she realized that her husband must be coaxing their daughter.
But his behavior tonight was really strange.
Wen Jiayue was hesitating whether to ask him again when Shen Fuhan strode towards her.
"Ah Yue, let Zhao Zhao sleep here tonight."
Wen Jiayue agreed.
"Sleep with Daddy and Mommy?" Zhao Zhao's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but whisper, "Zhao Zhao wants to sleep in the middle."
Shen Fuhan patted her little head: "That's natural."
He embraced the mother and daughter.
Zhao Zhao got sleepy again and soon fell asleep with a smile.
Wen Jiayue was also a little sleepy. Tonight had been quite a long time coming up. Shen Fuhan always did this before leaving Beijing.
Seeing that he was silent, Wen Jiayue closed her eyes and murmured, "Husband, I'm going to sleep too."
Shen Fuhan responded softly, glancing at his daughter and then at his wife, his heart overflowing with contentment.
It turns out that just looking at their sleeping faces made me feel happy.
This used to be a luxury for him.
Shen Fuhan didn't sleep a wink all night, afraid that if she closed her eyes, her beautiful dream would shatter.
As dawn was breaking, someone knocked on the door.
Ling He's deliberately lowered voice came: "My lord, it's time for us to set off."
Shen Fuhan ignored him, but he persisted and the knocking grew louder and louder, waking Wen Jiayue up.
She glanced out the window and immediately sat up.
"Husband, why aren't you moving? We can't be late."
She gently pushed him.
Shen Fuhan held her hand and whispered, "I'm not going anywhere."
Wen Jiayue frowned slightly: "But this is a task personally assigned by the Emperor, and my husband cannot refuse to do it."
"But all I want is to stay by your side."
Wen Jiayue's face turned red instantly, and she stammered, "Husband, husband, don't tease me. I'll help you change, change your clothes."
Since he could have close contact with her, Shen Fuhan agreed.
After he got dressed, Wen Jiayue pushed him out the door.
"Husband, hurry up and don't be late."
Now that they were out, Shen Fuhan casually asked, "What's the matter?"
Ling He was taken aback for a moment, then clasped his hands and said, "Reporting to the Marquis, we have been ordered to arrest the traitor Pei Huaijin."