nashuaworldcup Chapter 297 Please Help Me
Chapter 297 Please Help Me
Wen Jiayue frowned and said, "No need, my lord, I'm already tired."
"Don't dodge," Shen Fuhan gently kissed her face, "Since that's the case, help me."
"...How can I help you?"
“Help me sleep,” Shen Fuhan said, firmly grasping her hand and interlocking their fingers. “I can’t sleep.”
Wen Jiayue bargained with him: "But this has already happened four times this month."
"You remember so clearly?" Shen Fuhan said in a hoarse voice, "Then remember this well, this is the fifth time."
He didn't want to hear her say no anymore; he only wanted to hear her uncontrollable moans and whimpers.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Jiayue felt warm water washing over her body, but she didn't want to open her eyes and let Shen Fuhan carry her back to bed.
Just as he was dozing off, Shen Fuhan suddenly said, "Today I told the steward of the princess's residence that I will go there tomorrow."
Wen Jiayue instantly snapped out of her daze. Shen Fuhan was going to take the initiative to go to the princess's residence?
Before she could think of a way to persuade him to stay, he spoke again: "However, I don't plan to go. I will be having dinner with Lord Li tomorrow, so I'm letting you know in advance."
Wen Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief, but why did he suddenly change his mind?
She asked, "Why aren't you going again?"
Shen Fuhan hesitated whether or not to tell her the truth.
It's good to be on the safe side, but he doesn't know when he'll leave the capital again, and he doesn't want her to be paranoid and live in fear every day.
It wouldn't be too late for him to tell her about this before he left the capital.
Thinking of this, Shen Fuhan said, "I'm just suddenly feeling a bit annoyed. Since I can't maintain a peaceful mindset, it's better not to go, so as not to give myself away."
Wen Jiayue nodded: "Alright, as long as Your Highness understands."
She was just asking casually; as long as Shen Fuhan didn't go, she didn't care what the reason was.
She closed her eyes and said, "I'm going to sleep now."
After saying this, she fell into a deep sleep, and the next day arrived in the blink of an eye.
Wen Jiayue looked at the top of the tent and sighed wearily.
Strangely enough, Shen Fuhan has been much gentler during sex lately, but when she wakes up the next day, she always feels more tired than before.
Wen Jiayue sat up, supporting her back, and went to have her meal after getting dressed.
Zhao Zhao was playing in the courtyard under the care of several maids. When she saw her, she opened her arms and walked over, hugging her leg.
"Mother!"
Wen Jiayue patted the little flower on her head: "Zhaozhao, are you hungry?"
She blinked and shook her head.
"But Mother is hungry. How about Zhao Zhao eats with Mother?"
Zhao Zhao looked back with some embarrassment.
Wen Jiayue looked over and saw various flowers on the stone table. What was going on?
Cai'er explained, "Reporting to Madam, these flowers were picked by Miss herself this morning. This servant doesn't know what they're for."
Wen Jiayue then took her daughter's hand and walked over.
Zhao Zhao held up the biggest and brightest flower: "Mother, wear it!"
Wen Jiayue chuckled; it turned out he wanted to help her put on the flowers.
She squatted down, and Zhao Zhao put the flower on, looked around, and seemed not quite satisfied, so she found another one.
Wen Jiayue played along with her daughter's game and chatted with Cai'er in the process.
"How are things going with you and that Guard Wu?"
Cai'er lowered her eyes and said, "Guard Wu has not been in the manor recently. He was sent out by the Marquis to carry out a mission. I rarely see him."
Wen Jiayue nodded, almost forgetting that Guard Wu was the one Shen Fuhan had sent to monitor the Wen residence.
However, it seems that there are far fewer guards in the mansion. There is no need to have so many people to monitor the Wen family. I wonder what they have all gone to do.
Some time ago, even Ling He disappeared for a period of time.
Speaking of Ling He, I wonder if there has been any progress between him and Lin Qianqian recently.
However, this was a matter between the couple, and although Wen Jiayue was a little curious, she did not pry.
Wenfu.
Wen Ruohuan pondered the contents of the letter, and as the time approached Shenshi (3-5 PM), she finally finished writing a long and heartfelt letter and prepared to go to the Jing'an Marquis's residence.
On second thought, my brother-in-law will be returning home in an hour or two. If I see him off then, I might even run into him. Wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone?
After carefully dressing up, Wen Ruohuan leisurely boarded the carriage bound for the Marquis of Jing'an's residence as dusk fell.
When she arrived at the destination, she waited for a while, but still did not see her brother-in-law.
She couldn't help but feel anxious. It was already dark, and her brother-in-law still hadn't returned.
Just as he was hesitating whether to wait or deliver the message now, the carriage curtain was lifted.
A stern-faced guard asked in a cold voice, "Who are you, and why are you lingering in front of the Marquis of Jing'an's residence?"
As he spoke, he looked around the interior of the carriage and was relieved to find that there were no hidden weapons.
Wen Ruohuan was startled and glared at him upon hearing this: "I am your wife's younger sister. I am here to see my sister."
The guard sized her up; she did look familiar, but he remained vigilant and continued, "If that's the case, why not come inside?"
Wen Ruohuan retorted, "What's your hurry? Has my brother-in-law returned yet?"
She suspected that her brother-in-law had already returned, and she just happened to miss him.
The guard said with a solemn expression, "How can anyone else possibly inquire about the Marquis's whereabouts?"
Wen Ruohuan was furious: "You! You're completely unreasonable! I've already told you I'm your wife's sister, her own sister!"
She memorized the man's appearance and gritted her teeth, thinking that once she became her brother-in-law's woman, the first thing she would do was to kick this guard out of the mansion!
How dare you be disrespectful to the future concubine of the Marquis of Jing'an!
The guard glanced at her with a puzzled look, then ignored Wen Ruohuan and turned back to continue guarding the gate.
Wen Ruohuan was also getting impatient. She followed the guard over, raised her chin, and said, "Go and inform my sister that I've arrived."
Although the widow Shen Funian said she wouldn't be allowed into the mansion, she found out that the two women, sister-in-law and aunt, were on good terms now, so getting her into the mansion was just a matter of a word.
My sister will definitely find a way to bring her into the manor.
Thinking this, Wen Ruohuan became even more smug. Unexpectedly, after waiting outside the mansion for a long time until her legs went numb, she received terrible news.
The guard said, "Miss, please go back. Madam said she is busy right now."
Wen Ruohuan's eyes widened. How could this be?!
She had no grudges against Wen Jiayue, and she was confident that Wen Jiayue couldn't see her feelings for her brother-in-law, so why would she refuse to see her?
“You must have misheard,” Wen Ruohuan said decisively. “Go again.”
As she spoke, she took out a letter: "Give this to my sister as well."
The guard had no choice but to make another trip.
Wen Jiayue accepted the letter with some surprise.
Wen Ruohuan is willful. If you usually refuse to let her in, she will definitely turn around and leave in anger.
Wen Jiayue opened the letter and quickly scanned it; it seemed to be full of sincere feelings.
If she had seen this in her past life, she would have been incredibly moved.
But she remained unmoved, her eyes lowered in thought.
Wen Ruohuan's behavior was completely different from usual. Could it be that Li Zhilan had already contacted her secretly?
Thinking of this, Wen Jiayue suppressed her excitement and said, "Let her in."