nashuaworldcup Chapter 411 One Sleepless Night
Chapter 411 One Sleepless Night
Even so, Wen Jiayue still didn't dare to fall asleep.
Although she was exhausted, she still forced herself to stay awake, clutching the hairpin in her hand and closing her eyes as if to doze off.
Pei Shijing's breathing became more even. She turned over and faced away from her, but then remembered that Pei Huaijin was on the other side, so she lay back down.
“Moon, don’t be afraid,” Pei Huaijin said in a deep voice, “I will not do anything until you accept me.”
Wen Jiayue silently grumbled to herself, "If that's the case, why did they tie me up here?"
She didn't respond or listen to him, and continued to pretend to sleep.
She planned to wait until the next morning, when Pei Shijing was awake, before going to sleep. With her watching over him, Pei Huaijin would definitely not have a chance to make a move.
Although her reputation was ruined when she left the Marquis's residence.
Even if you keep it a secret for now, it will eventually be exposed.
Shen Fuhan would also mind, and she couldn't prove her innocence.
She may never be able to return to Chang'an.
Pei Huaijin continued, "Yue'er, don't worry. I'm not Shen Fuhan. I wouldn't consummate our marriage on our first meeting. That's not the behavior of a gentleman."
Wen Jiayue found his words even stranger. She and Shen Fuhan were husband and wife, and naturally they should consummate their marriage. How did it come to the topic of gentlemen?
Is forcibly kidnapping her something a gentleman would do?
She sighed in her heart.
The dragonfly brother in my memory gradually faded away, seemingly transforming into a dragonfly and flying towards the horizon.
She felt a heavy weight pressing on her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.
Lost in thought about one thing after another, I watched as the sky gradually began to lighten with the first light of dawn.
As dawn approached, Uncle Liang, who had been waiting outside, knocked on the door to remind everyone that it was time to set off.
Before getting up, Wen Jiayue stuffed the hairpin she had been clutching all night into a censer filled with incense ash, leaving only a small corner sticking out.
She didn't know if doing this would work, but at least it gave her hope.
Shen Fuhan also didn't sleep all night, questioning Ruyi, Pei Shijing's maids, and the guards who were stationed at the Marquis's residence yesterday.
Anyone who saw Wen Jiayue yesterday was questioned.
Ruyi's words were the same as those of the wet nurse and Cai'er. She had just found the clothes when she was knocked unconscious and then lost consciousness.
Pei Shijing's maid knew nothing; she was merely a third-class maid who had only recently entered the mansion.
She came along so that she could give Wen Jiayue the clothes she was wearing.
The guards' testimonies were consistent: Miss Pei Liu walked out of the Marquis's residence with two maids, and there was no sign of one helping the other.
The answer he had rejected yesterday resurfaced in his mind, but Shen Fuhan suppressed it again.
It's impossible for A-Yue to leave on her own initiative. Even if she did leave, given how much she loves Zhao Zhao, she would definitely take Zhao Zhao with her.
At daybreak, he used the excuse that Wen Jiayue was ill from overwork to invite Old Qian over and ask if there was any drug that could control people.
After pondering for a moment, Qian Lao said, "The world is vast and full of wonders. Such a drug certainly exists, but it was lost during the reign of the late emperor. Although it was lost, it was only lost in the Great Zhou Dynasty. It may still exist in places beyond the reach of the late emperor."
Shen Fuhan nodded; he knew that was the reason.
Old Qian looked around and asked, "My lord, didn't you say that Madam was overworked and needed medical treatment? Where is Madam?"
Facing Mr. Qian, Shen Fuhan did not hide anything: "She has disappeared. Please keep this a secret, Mr. Qian. Please come to see her once a day and tell others that Madam needs to rest."
He coughed incessantly after saying too much in one breath.
I didn't sleep a wink last night, and today my body feels even heavier. My mind is a complete mess, and even thinking is much slower.
Old Qian was already used to these kinds of things happening in the inner quarters, but he still felt a pang of regret in his heart.
The Marquis and his wife were a perfect match, but it was a pity that the Marquis didn't treat his wife well enough, otherwise she wouldn't have run away. Now it's too late to regret it.
Mr. Qian thought to himself, "These few sentences are quite rhyming."
After seeing Mr. Qian off, Shen Fuhan rested briefly before a guard knocked on the door.
The guard entered the room and reported: "My lord, there were no suspicious people at the city gate yesterday."
Shen Fuhan nodded; he had guessed it, but he was a step too late.
The guard continued, "I asked the city gate captain, and he said that before we passed by, a gentle and noble-looking man led two women out of the city."
Shen Fuhan was taken aback. Two women?
The guard explained, "Miss Pei did not return home last night. The Duke and his wife have secretly sent people to look for her. It must be her."
Shen Fuhan didn't care: "Go on."
"After my men left the city gate, they went to investigate the whereabouts of the Duke of Qi's heir yesterday. He left the mansion early in the morning and sent people to buy some thick quilts, clothes and dry food."
"Around noon, he went to Peach Blossom Spring in person, brought back a few dishes, and then disappeared without a trace."
Shen Fuhan nodded slightly. Pei Huaijin also liked Ayue, and he would definitely take good care of her.
In this cold weather, at least I don't have to worry about Ah Yue going hungry and cold.
After the guard finished reporting these matters, seeing that the Marquis had no further instructions, he withdrew.
Shen Fuhan's body was protesting, so he closed his eyes and prepared to take a nap.
If he still couldn't find A-Yue within three days, he would go looking for her himself.
Two hundred miles from Chang'an, a carriage travels through the woods.
Wen Jiayue leaned against the car wall and closed her sleepy eyes.
Pei Shijing suggested, "Sister Yue'er, it's not comfortable to sleep like this. Why don't you rest your head on my shoulder?"
Wen Jiayue looked at her for a moment and nodded: "Thank you."
The three of them were essentially keeping each other in check. With Pei Huaijin present, she wasn't afraid of Pei Shijing making any underhanded moves.
Almost the instant she closed her eyes, Wen Jiayue drifted off to sleep.
At noon, she was woken up and ate some dry food.
In the middle of nowhere, Wen Jiayue didn't want to go to the toilet frequently, so she only drank a little water to moisten her throat.
In the afternoon, Wen Jiayue continued to sleep until she was awakened by the bustling streets.
She opened her eyes and stared eagerly at the swaying carriage curtain. Finally, she saw people!
Soon, the carriage stopped.
Pei Huaijin handed the veils to them, and Wen Jiayue put them on without struggling.
She behaved docilely and obediently, which pleased Pei Huaijin.
He reminded them, "The three of us are siblings. The escort agency is to escort us to the border, remember?"
Wen Jiayue nodded silently, but was also puzzled. There was only Uncle Liang as the "driver" the whole time. Where did this escort agency come from? Who would believe it?
Unexpectedly, after getting off the carriage, she saw more than ten strong men following behind it.
Wen Jiayue pursed her lips slightly; these must all be people who rebelled with Pei Huaijin.
She glanced at it and looked away, while Pei Shijing took her arm.
"Sister Yue'er, let's go inside."
Wen Jiayue nodded slightly, glancing at the several beggars begging by the steps of the inn.
She took out the hairpin that she had put away in her sleeve beforehand and casually tossed it to a beggar as she passed by.
If the beggar takes it to exchange for silver, the hairpin will circulate, and perhaps Shen Fuhan will see it?
She walked into the inn without changing her expression.
Unexpectedly, the beggar spoke up the next moment: "Sir, you've dropped your things!"