nashuaworldcup Chapter 334 Getting Him
Chapter 334 Getting Him
Upon hearing this, the steward looked at Shen Fuhan in astonishment.
The Sishui Academy has collapsed, yet Lord Shen doesn't go there?
He had already assumed that Lord Shen would handle such a big matter before he came, but he never expected...
He spoke anxiously and nervously, "Lord Shen, this... you can't just ignore Sishui Academy!"
Shen Fuhan didn't speak, but lowered his head to hide the impatience in his eyes.
Since deciding to prioritize Wen Jiayue's affairs, he no longer wanted to have much contact with Li Zhilan.
Having endured so many years, he didn't want to endure it any longer. In any case, further investigation into Fu Fei's matter probably wouldn't reveal anything.
Once the poisoning by Li Zhilan and Wen Ruohuan is confirmed, he can follow the clues and investigate further, which will surely yield even greater results.
Moreover, Wen Jiayue had already misunderstood him and Li Zhilan, and he didn't want to make her worry any further.
However, he couldn't refuse Li Zhilan too much, in case things changed after he left the capital, Wen Jiayue would be the one to suffer.
Seeing that Shen Fuhan remained silent for a long time, the steward was anxious, but his face remained amiable.
He gritted his teeth and said, half considerately and half threateningly, "Lord Shen, please don't make things difficult for this old servant. Otherwise, when Her Highness the Princess asks about it later, this old servant won't know how to answer. If I anger the Princess, things will not be good."
Shen Fuhan pondered for a moment before finally saying, "Manager, you may not know this, but I go to the small Buddhist hall to pray for my parents on the last day of every month. I have been doing this for several years. It would be a real pity if I had to stop today."
The steward, having heard about this, suddenly remembered that today was October 30th, and was in a great hurry.
He pleaded, "Lord Shen, you haven't been to the Princess's residence in a long time. Please go and take a look today. I beg you."
Shen Fuhan remained unmoved: "Please ask the steward to pass on a message for me, hoping that Princess Chang will understand. If there is nothing else to do tomorrow, I will go."
He will no longer meet with Li Zhilan in private; if he does go, he will take Wen Jiayue with him.
If she doesn't want to go, then he can find another reason to refuse.
The steward tried to persuade him for a long time, but seeing that he was still unmoved, he left, looking back every few steps.
Back at the princess's residence, he stood in the princess's courtyard for a long time, still not daring to send anyone in to report.
But soon from inside the room came the princess's icy voice: "He's not coming?"
The steward knelt down with a thud, sweating profusely, and said, "Your Highness, Lord Shen is going to the small Buddhist hall to pray for blessings today, but he said he will definitely come tomorrow, he will definitely come!"
Li Zhilan sneered, "How interesting."
She couldn't quite figure out whether Shen Fuhan's repeated rejections were because Wen Jiayue was whispering in his ear, or because he was angry with her.
In her opinion, Wen Jiayue didn't have the ability to prevent Shen Fuhan from coming to the princess's residence time and time again.
So, it can only be that he's angry.
After thinking for a moment, Li Zhilan remembered that when he last came to the princess's residence, she deliberately arrived a little late to see him. Could it be because of this?
She arrived late because she was angry that he had taken his wife and daughter out on the street on Mid-Autumn Festival.
But why did he make excuses three or four times for such a trivial matter?
Li Zhilan narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, and in a flash, she remembered that night on Mid-Autumn Festival when she told Shen Fuhan that she had someone she liked.
She remembered that just as they were getting to the crucial point of their conversation, Shen Fuhan suddenly interrupted her, his expression turning cold.
Could it be... that he's jealous?
Li Zhilan suddenly felt enlightened, as if a fog had been cleared, and his heart was filled with joy.
No wonder Shen Fuhan had been making excuses for days; he was jealous, and she only realized it now!
But it's not too late now. Shen Fuhan already cares about her. With a few tricks, how can she not win him over?
Li Zhilan immediately felt refreshed and walked out of the house.
The steward, kneeling on the ground, was trembling like a leaf. Was he going to die?
"Why are you kneeling?" Li Zhilan smiled, unusually kind, and said, "Get up quickly."
The steward glanced cautiously at the princess, and seeing that she did not seem angry, he shakily stood up.
“Go and invite them again tomorrow,” Li Zhilan instructed. “And also pass on a message for me: say that the person we talked about on Mid-Autumn Festival night is both far away and right before our eyes.”
Shen Fuhan is so smart, he must know what she's talking about.
With that statement, she was convinced that Shen Fuhan wouldn't come!
The steward didn't know what had happened that night during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he didn't quite believe that such an ordinary sentence could bring Lord Shen to the princess's residence.
But since the princess had given him another chance, he was extremely grateful.
Just as he was about to go back, Li Zhilan called him back.
"Wait a minute."
The steward stiffened: "Does the Princess have any further instructions?"
"Go tomorrow after Lord Shen returns to his residence, and be sure to say it in front of Madam Wen."
A dark glint flashed in Li Zhilan's eyes. She wanted Wen Jiayue to know that she and Shen Fuhan were mutually attracted to each other, which made her depressed and distressed.
However, given Wen's intelligence, she probably couldn't have guessed it. But it doesn't matter; as long as she's happy.
The next day, Shen Fuhan returned to the Marquis's residence, and the steward left the Princess's residence shortly after.
Upon arriving at the Marquis of Jing'an's residence, the steward explained the purpose of our visit, and we were able to enter the main courtyard without any problems.
As it happened, Lord Shen and Madam Shen were having a meal together, which saved him the trouble of finding an excuse.
Shen Fuhan asked, "Did the steward come here again to send me to the princess's residence?"
Wen Jiayue asked curiously, "Again?"
“Yesterday, the steward from the Dali Temple came over,” Shen Fuhan explained, “but I declined.”
Whether it was her imagination or not, Wen Jiayue felt that he had a look on his face that seemed to be asking for praise.
In the blink of an eye, he was back to his indifferent demeanor. Wen Jiayue quickly shook her head; this illusion was truly frightening.
The steward quickly replied, "Indeed, indeed. The Princess also asked this old servant to pass on a message to you."
"What?"
The steward repeated it word for word: "The person we talked about that Mid-Autumn Festival night is both far away and right before our eyes."
Shen Fuhan raised an eyebrow slightly. Who is it?
Wen Jiayue, on the contrary, remembered it. Strangely enough, after her rebirth, whenever she saw Li Zhilan, she would remember her words perfectly.
It's probably because they hate each other to the core.
Wen Jiayue leaned closer to Shen Fuhan and explained in a low voice.
Shen Fuhan's expression grew increasingly grim as he listened. It was just a few perfunctory words, yet Li Zhilan actually took them seriously?
However, this was no big deal. He looked at Wen Jiayue and asked, "Would you like to go to the Princess's residence?"
Wen Jiayue was a little confused: "Me?"
Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "Come with me."
"But... what should I do there?"
"Come with me," Shen Fuhan asked in a low voice, "Are you coming or not?"
Wen Jiayue pondered for a moment and felt that Shen Fuhan must have other motives, but since the steward was there, she couldn't say it out loud, so she nodded.
"go."
The steward was getting anxious, as the princess hadn't said she wanted to see Madam Shen.
But then I thought, it's already a blessing that Lord Shen even came, why should he be picky?
If Lord Shen gets angry and doesn't go, that would be a real loss.
The steward, with a fawning smile, led Lady Jing'an to the Princess's residence.
Upon hearing the report, Li Zhilan smiled with satisfaction; she knew he would come.
However, when the person arrived, she was stunned for a moment, staring intently at Wen Jiayue. Why was she here too?
Li Zhilan was furious and about to explode when she thought about it again. She realized that Shen Fuhan must still be angry with her, which was why he brought Wen Jiayue along.
She clutched her heaving chest, gritting her teeth as she thought, "Fine, I won't be angry!"