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Chapter 387: Born in the same quilt, died in the same hole

Shen Fuhan waited for a long time at the place where they parted before Wen Jiayue finally arrived.

He went up to her and asked, "Why did it take so long?"

Wen Jiayue explained, "I was having a meal with Consort Yun, so we talked for a while. Has my husband been waiting long?"

"It's alright, we've only been here a short while," Shen Fuhan said, taking her hand. "Let's go back to the manor."

Wen Jiayue felt a little embarrassed by their intimate behavior in the palace.

But it was so dark and there was no one around, so she let him lead her.

Wen Jiayue asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

“No,” Shen Fuhan stroked her hand, “The Emperor asked me to play chess, so I didn’t mention the meal.”

Wen Jiayue frowned and said, "Then you need to eat something when you get back, otherwise you won't have the energy to do anything tomorrow."

"Okay, Yue will come with me?"

"Ah."

Hearing her unwavering, light yet firm response, Shen Fuhan felt much better.

Back at the manor, Wen Jiayue didn't let the kitchen staff work too hard; she simply had them cook a bowl of noodles and bring it up.

Shen Fuhan raised an eyebrow and asked, "Is this all you're going to give me for my last meal?"

"What 'last meal'?" Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and said, "Can't you speak properly?"

His words gave her the illusion that they would never see each other again, which made her feel a little flustered.

Shen Fuhan shook his head and chuckled: "What I mean is, tonight's last meal, the last meal before leaving Beijing, what are you thinking?"

Wen Jiayue said, "I don't care, you're not allowed to say that."

She was unusually willful, and Shen Fuhan stared at her curiously for a long time before saying, "Okay, I won't say anything. I'll listen to what A-Yue says."

He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat the noodles.

Wen Jiayue yawned, feeling a little sleepy.

I was too tired yesterday and didn't get enough sleep today, so my body is protesting.

She knew she wouldn't see Shen Fuhan when she woke up tomorrow, so she wanted to hold on a little longer.

"Ah Yue, go and wash up first," Shen Fuhan said considerately. "I'll be there in a bit."

Wen Jiayue shook her head: "I promised to accompany you, and I won't go back on my word."

Shen Fuhan didn't try to persuade her, and sped up her eating. She finished her noodles in no time.

Wen Jiayue yawned, stood up, and went straight to wash up.

After washing her face, she felt a little more awake and waited for Shen Fuhan to come out and tell her about the secret.

She had never found the person in her past life, even until her death, so she was naturally curious about him.

She speculated about the person's identity. Since he was related to the emperor, he was probably an important member of the royal family.

She had never heard of any missing royal relatives, but royal secrets were not easily discovered and were probably kept under wraps.

The storybooks love to write about princesses who have been separated from their families and are perhaps looking for one of the late emperor's princesses.

Wen Jiayue made some wild guesses, and finally Shen Fuhan arrived.

He placed the perfume in her hand, gesturing for her to apply it for him.

Wen Jiayue was already used to this, so she glared at him and then helped him apply the perfume.

Shen Fuhan then spoke up: "The person His Majesty is looking for is his half-brother."

Upon hearing the shocking news, Wen Jiayue's hand slipped, and she almost smeared the perfume balm into his eyes.

She asked in alarm, "Husband, are you alright?"

"It's nothing," Shen Fuhan wiped the perfume smudges off his eyelashes. "Why are you so agitated?"

“The Emperor’s half-brother… isn’t that a certain prince?” Wen Jiayue frowned. “I don’t recall ever hearing of any prince going missing.”

"It was during one of the Emperor's incognito visits that he favored a commoner woman, which led to his existence."

Wen Jiayue felt that her guess was not wrong, except that her identity had changed from a princess who had been living abroad to a prince.

Shen Fuhan continued, "Originally, no one knew of his existence. It wasn't until a few months before the late emperor's death, when various states were experiencing frequent disturbances, that this person was discovered after investigation."

"But he is really cunning and treacherous. He has been active in different places for years. Often, when we get the news and go to check, the place is already deserted."

Wen Jiayue asked nervously, "Is it for the sake of vying for the throne?"

Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "In recent years, he has been trading with other countries, recruiting soldiers, and forging weapons. We don't know when he will take action, so we need to find him as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Wen Jiayue hesitated and said, "If we can actually catch that person on this trip to Jinzhou, should we give it a try, husband?"

She felt that the timing might be a bit off this time. It seemed that she hadn't been to Jinzhou at this time in her previous life. Perhaps there really would be a turning point.

Her affairs are important, but national affairs are equally important. The fewer threats the emperor faces, the more stable the country will be.

“No,” Shen Fuhan refused without hesitation. “I will catch the person sooner or later, but it will definitely not be this time.”

He said firmly, "Ah Yue, in my heart, you are more important."

If his choice this time really leads to turmoil in the country, then we should find a way to make amends.

But if Wen Jiayue dies, he can never make up for it. He wants her to live a good life.

Which one is light and which one is heavy, he can tell clearly.

Upon hearing this, Wen Jiayue stopped trying to persuade him. In his previous life, he had been so focused on finding her that he had overlooked the dangers around her, which indirectly led to her death.

It's a good thing that he's so focused on her this time.

“I misunderstood,” Wen Jiayue said. “I will listen to my husband.”

Before they finished speaking, the perfume had been applied.

Shen Fuhan held her smooth hand, his heart filled with a thousand words, yet he didn't know which to say, so he could only turn his affection into a tender kiss.

Wen Jiayue sat on his lap, feeling his unusual tenderness, and slowly responded to him.

After a long kiss, Shen Fuhan said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, you and Zhaozhao will both be fine."

Suddenly hearing him mention Zhao Zhao, Wen Jiayue remembered something.

"By the way, my husband, before you leave, I would like you to take Zhaozhao to a safe place. This matter is of great importance, so please don't involve her."

It would be best if she could go to Jinzhou with Shen Fuhan. In case the Marquis's mansion makes a mistake, Zhaozhao's life would be saved if she stayed by his side.

“The Marquis of Jing’an’s residence is the safest,” Shen Fuhan comforted her. “Besides, if Zhaozhao is not in the residence at a time like this, it will arouse suspicion.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Jiayue had no choice but to abandon the idea: "My husband is indeed very considerate."

She was indeed a bit too concerned and confused, always thinking about protecting her daughter.

“If I could, I would love to take you and Zhaozhao with me,” Shen Fuhan sighed. “Once this matter is resolved, I will find an opportunity to take you sightseeing, anywhere is fine.”

Wen Jiayue didn't believe it at all: "Wouldn't that mean taking a very long leave? Is my husband really willing to leave the court?"

“I’m willing,” Shen Fuhan said earnestly, “If you want, I will take you there.”

Wen Jiayue nestled in his arms and whispered, "You're willing to part with him, but I'm not. Let's talk about it after you retire and return to your hometown."

Upon hearing this, Shen Fuhan smiled and said, "It's a promise: we'll share the same bed in life and the same grave in death."