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Chapter 395 Did A-Yue Miss Me?

In the evening, Wen Jiayue and Wen Ruohuan dined together.

She seemed a little absent-minded, her gaze fixed on the boiled shrimp, but she didn't touch her chopsticks.

Today is the second day since Shen Fuhan left. If nothing unexpected happens, he will return tomorrow.

She hadn't angered Wen Ruohuan yet, so she needed to think of a way...

Seeing Wen Ruohuan looking at her out of the corner of her eye, Wen Jiayue didn't move, continuing to pretend to be absent-minded, staring at the dish.

Wen Ruohuan couldn't resist any longer and picked up a boiled shrimp for her.

Wen Jiayue seemed to have just come to her senses, and asked with a smile, "Huan'er, why did you suddenly put food on my plate?"

"Sister, you've been staring at this dish for ages, you obviously want me to get it for you," Wen Ruohuan said with a smile, "Aren't you going to thank me?"

"Thank you, Huan'er," Wen Jiayue sighed, "but I can't eat much."

"What's wrong, sister?"

Wen Jiayue said softly, "I'm thinking about your brother-in-law. I wonder where he is now, whether he's eating and dressing well. I'm a little worried."

Wen Ruohuan said considerately, "It's okay, sister. Your brother-in-law is so capable, he can definitely take good care of himself. Don't worry."

“But…” Wen Jiayue hesitated, “I’m still worried about something else.”

"what's up?"

Wen Jiayue piqued her interest, but then stopped talking and gently shook her head.

"Never mind, let's not talk about it anymore, I feel a little embarrassed."

Wen Ruohuan was a little confused. "Excuse me?"

Then she definitely needs to listen.

She looked at the maids and ordered, "You may all leave."

The maids did not act immediately. Only after Wen Jiayue nodded did they file out one after another.

Wen Ruohuan gritted her teeth. These maids who judge people by their status—she would be their master from now on! They really don't know how to judge people!

But she smiled and said, "Sister, can you tell me now? I'm your own sister, what can't I tell you?"

After thinking for a moment, Wen Jiayue reluctantly said, "Okay, but please don't tell anyone."

Wen Ruohuan readily agreed, "Of course."

Seeing that she had taken the bait, Wen Jiayue turned her back to her, brushed her hair aside, and said, "Huan'er, quickly check if the teeth marks are still there."

Wen Ruohuan froze. Her brother-in-law's bite mark? Why was she being shown this for no reason?

She glanced at it quickly, constantly adjusting her contorted expression, and finally smiled.

"It looks a bit too light, why are you asking that, sister?"

Wen Jiayue let her hair down and didn't answer her question. Instead, she asked, "Huan'er, when do you think this tooth mark will disappear?"

Wen Ruohuan really couldn't understand why she asked this, so she could only answer, "One or two days."

“So fast,” Wen Jiayue murmured, “but your brother-in-law said that if he didn’t see this tooth mark when he came back, he would…”

Wen Ruohuan asked impatiently, "So what?"

Wen Jiayue's face flushed, and she stammered, "Punish me, punish me... make me stay in bed for a whole day and night, what should I do?"

She put on a distressed and gloomy look, which made Wen Ruohuan grit her teeth even more.

What does Wen Jiayue mean by this? Is she showing off to her?

"Oh dear, Huan'er, I forgot you're not married yet," Wen Jiayue said in a panic. "It's my fault, it's my fault. Please forget what I said."

Wen Ruohuan clenched her fists tightly, pretending to be calm, and said, "It's okay, sister. I'm not young anymore. You can share with me."

Wen Jiayue had been waiting for this question, and asked shyly, "Really? I was just wondering who to talk to, so I thought I'd tell you."

Wen Ruohuan forced a smile; she wanted to hear what Wen Jiayue had to say!

“Don’t be fooled by his seemingly upright and gentlemanly appearance; he’s a beast in human clothing in private,” Wen Jiayue said with distress. “It’s so unbearable.”

After saying that, she changed the subject and said smugly, "However, there are some wonderful things about marriage. Your brother-in-law is so tall and strong, he treats me well, and he has a high official position."

“Every time I meet other ladies from prominent families, I can see their envious and jealous looks, and I feel secretly pleased.”

Wen Jiayue became more and more smug as she spoke, while Wen Ruohuan grew more and more resentful as she listened.

This must be what Wen Jiayue really thinks, right? Who was she trying to fool with that timid and submissive act all this time?

Seeing her expression begin to distort, Wen Jiayue continued, "By the way, Huan'er, I also want to thank Father. Thanks to Father for saving the old Marquis's life, I have the opportunity to marry your brother-in-law and enjoy such wealth and honor. I am happy every day."

Wen Ruohuan clenched her fingers.

Her father had promised her that he would give her her older sister's marriage!

Wen Jiayue stole Shen Fuhan's life, and she stole two years of her life as a noble lady of the Marquis's mansion. Now it's time for her to pay back!

"Oh dear, what nonsense have I been talking about?" Wen Jiayue covered her mouth in surprise. "Perhaps it's because I drank some wine just now, and I spoke without thinking. Huan'er, please don't take it to heart."

Wen Ruohuan's heart stirred slightly. Drink?

Tomorrow will be the third day. If we manage to slip the Bone-Corroding Powder into the wine without anyone noticing...

But she hesitated, as the princess had specifically instructed that it would be five days later.

However, looking at Wen Jiayue's disgusting face, she felt that she could only endure until tomorrow.

Why should Wen Jiayue be allowed to enjoy herself for another two days, tomorrow?

Thinking of this, she smiled and said, "Sister, I'll drink with you tomorrow and try my homemade osmanthus wine."

"Okay, let's set it for this time tomorrow."

As dusk completely swallowed up by the night in Chang'an, a sliver of light remained in Jinzhou.

The guards, disguised as Shen Fuhan, successfully entered Jinzhou before the city gates closed.

After watching for a while, Shen Fuhan rode alone towards Chang'an.

If we travel at a brisk pace tonight without stopping for a moment, we will arrive in Chang'an by tomorrow morning.

But the wind in November was too strong; even if he could withstand it, the horse couldn't.

Shen Fuhan finally arrived in Chang'an at noon the following day.

He successfully slipped into the Marquis's residence, disguised himself as a guard, and took over the shift from the guards stationed in the main courtyard.

When Wen Jiayue passed by him, he lowered his head, thinking that she would recognize him by his figure, but she walked straight past him.

Shen Fuhan raised an eyebrow slightly. Couldn't they see him?

He looked at her and saw that she seemed quite absent-minded. She stared at the direction of the courtyard gate for a moment before walking towards the side hall like a lost soul.

His heart softened; he was probably wondering why the other man hadn't come back yet.

When Wen Ruohuan entered the side hall, Shen Fuhan had a guard take his place.

He slipped into the bedroom, lay down in bed, and waited for her.

He hadn't intended to sleep, but the place was filled with her scent, so he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

When he heard a noise outside, he threw off the covers, got out of bed quietly, and waited for the rabbit to come to him.

Soon, Wen Jiayue walked in. He hugged her with one arm, covered her mouth with the other, and slammed the door shut in one smooth motion.

He asked in a low voice, "Has A-Yue missed me during these three days apart?"