After the delicate and soft-spoken wife gave up, the aloof and powerful minister embraced her and sh

Chapter 185 Don't Make a Foolish Move Again

Wen Jiayue was momentarily lost in thought.

He spoke so earnestly that she began to waver.

But then he immediately warned himself not to do anything foolish again.

She had finally stopped liking him much, but after hearing a couple of words that weren't even sweet talk, was she about to start falling for him again?

Wen Jiayue took a deep breath and smiled, "I understand."

Shen Fuhan said no more, and instead brought up the old lady: "Grandmother's heart disease has flared up again. Remember to visit her often these days."

Wen Jiayue immediately said, "That's only right. I'll go with you after you finish your shift, Lord Marquis."

She wouldn't go to Ninghui Hall on her own. The old lady never took her seriously, and if Shen Fuhan wasn't there, she might be subjected to even more torment.

She didn't dare to confront the old lady directly, lest she anger her and cause her serious illness; then it would be her fault.

If word were to spread throughout Chang'an by accident, and everyone sympathized with the weak, no one would say it was the old lady's fault; she would definitely be the subject of gossip and criticism.

If I go with Shen Fuhan, he can act as a shield, and nothing will happen.

Shen Fuhan nodded slightly: "Okay."

So for the next two weeks, Wen Jiayue lived a simple life, staying in the main courtyard during the day and going to Ninghui Hall at night to pretend to be a dutiful granddaughter-in-law.

The old lady's heart palpitations gradually improved, but she still needed to recuperate. She slept more often than she woke up, but nothing serious happened.

April is coming to an end in the blink of an eye, and the weather is getting warmer.

At dusk, you can occasionally see dragonflies flying by, their transparent wings reflecting a dim yellow light.

Zhao Zhao is very interested in things that can fly, and even when sitting in Wen Jiayue's lap, she tries to reach out and grab them.

Unfortunately, she was too slow; by the time she reached out her hand, the dragonfly had already flown away.

Zhao Zhao would pout her little mouth and complain about the flying dragonflies with "ah ah".

Wen Jiayue was amused by her daughter's adorable appearance and asked softly, "Shall Mommy catch one for you?"

Zhao Zhao blinked her big eyes and nodded.

Wen Jiayue then ordered someone to catch one for her to play with.

When Shen Fuhan returned to the mansion, he saw the mother and daughter observing dragonflies. Zhaozhao wanted to pinch the dragonfly's wings, but she didn't dare. She reached out her little hand and then put it down.

Wen Jiayue deliberately tried to play a trick on Zhaozhao, attempting to put a dragonfly on her face. Zhaozhao screamed and hid in Wen Jiayue's arms.

"Alright, alright, Mother won't tease you anymore," Wen Jiayue released the dragonfly. "Look, Mother doesn't have a dragonfly in her hand anymore."

Zhao Zhao slowly turned her head and met Shen Fuhan's gaze.

She tilted her head and glanced at him twice, then pointed at Shen Fuhan and mumbled "Father" incoherently.

This was the first time Shen Fuhan had heard his daughter call him "Daddy." Although it wasn't very clear, he felt a surge of joy in his heart, which prompted him to walk quickly toward Zhaozhao.

His expression was slightly agitated as he asked, "Zhaozhao, what did you just say?"

Zhao Zhao didn't say anything, but opened her mouth wide and yawned.

Having caught dragonflies for so long, she was getting sleepy and leaned lazily against Wen Jiayue's chest.

Wen Jiayue touched her little face and said, "Your Highness heard correctly, Zhao Zhao did call him Father."

She was also a little surprised. Zhao Zhao was only eight months old and had already started calling him "Daddy," much earlier than in her previous life.

Shen Fuhan's lips curled up slightly as he reached out and took Zhaozhao from Wen Jiayue's arms.

He lowered his head and touched his daughter's forehead, whispering, "Father will take you to have a meal."

Wen Jiayue could hear a rare hint of warmth and contentment in his voice.

She couldn't help but recall the first time Zhao Zhao called him "Daddy" in her previous life. Shen Fuhan remained calm and simply patted her little head encouragingly.

This time, it's like he's a completely different person.

Wen Jiayue attributes his transformation to taking care of Zhaozhao personally. With a sense of involvement, he naturally develops more love for his daughter.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiayue seized the opportunity to suggest, "Why don't we let Zhaozhao sleep in the bedroom tonight?"

Tonight is the night for us to share a room.

Because she can't get pregnant, she's no longer against having sex, but Shen Fuhan really went too far last time.

He insisted that she call him "husband," and if she didn't, it felt like being cut with a dull knife; he never let her have her way.

When she could no longer bear it and called out "husband," he seemed like a completely different person, leaving her powerless to resist.

That night, the sheets were even changed twice. Nothing like this had ever happened in her past life. She was so ashamed that it took her several days to accept reality.

She was afraid that things would repeat themselves again tonight, since they were going to have sex again.

She looked at him hopefully, but Shen Fuhan glanced at her and said indifferently, "No."

Wen Jiayue bit her lip and had no choice but to remain silent.

After dinner, the wet nurse carried Zhao Zhao, who was almost asleep, back to the side room.

After Wen Jiayue finished washing up, Shen Fuhan quickly lay down on her and hugged her tightly.

She said in a trembling voice, "My lord, could you please not do what happened last time? I don't want that to happen again..."

He repeated in a low voice, "Lord Marquis?"

Wen Jiayue changed her address to "husband".

Only then did he ask, "What don't you want?"

Wen Jiayue couldn't bring herself to say it; just thinking about it made her scalp tingle.

He asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

In an instant, Wen Jiayue's face flushed, and without thinking, she covered his mouth.

He used to be silent and powerful in bed, and she had been saddened by that.

He's talking more now, but every word he says is too much for her to handle.

Looking back now, I was completely oblivious to how lucky I was!

Fortunately, this time he wasn't as bad as last time.

After a blissful night, Wen Jiayue fell asleep the moment her head touched the pillow.

She was sleeping soundly when suddenly someone nudged her.

Wen Jiayue subconsciously thought it was Shen Fuhan, and frowned, murmuring, "Husband, stop teasing me..."

"Madam, it's me!" Ruyi said anxiously. "Someone from the palace has come to deliver a message. The Emperor and Consort Yun are summoning you to the palace!"