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Chapter 370 Bridge of the Nose

Upon returning to the Marquis's residence, Shen Fuhan hurriedly went to the Duke of Qi's residence, not returning until evening.

Wen Jiayue went up to her and asked, "Do you have any clues?"

Shen Fuhan shook his head.

No matter how they investigated, the final result was always that it was caused by a mad horse, and had nothing to do with Pei Huaijin.

This situation was to be expected. After all, horses cannot speak, and even if someone tampered with them, they cannot speak. It would be easy for them to extricate a person from their predicament.

Moreover, Pei Huaijin was able to quietly replace the real heir without being caught red-handed, so doing such a trivial matter was even easier for him.

However, the tricky part was that after investigating all afternoon, the Duchess of Qi had broken down and wanted Pei Huaiying to be buried in peace.

After all, to most people, this was just an accident.

Shen Fuhan was unable to persuade the Duchess of Qi, and he was also afraid that Pei Huaijin would discover his motives—although he felt that Pei Huaijin might already know.

As for the matter of him sending people to Liuzhou, Pei Huaijin could find out everything with just a little investigation, since he was more familiar with the place.

They both knew each other's intentions, but neither of them dared to reveal it.

Pei Huaiying's matter had to be put on hold for the time being.

Although it was only temporary, he knew that he would probably not be able to approach the Duke of Qi's mansion again tomorrow, and Pei Huaiying would be buried in a few days.

Wen Jiayue hesitated and said, "Perhaps... it really was just an accident."

Although even she herself felt it was not very credible, after all, Pei Huaiying did not die until a year later in her previous life.

"This has nothing to do with you, don't think about it anymore," Shen Fuhan said, holding her hand. "Have you eaten?"

Wen Jiayue shook her head: "I'm not hungry, so I was thinking that if you come back early, I'll wait for you to eat together. If you don't come back after dark, I'll eat by myself."

Shen Fuhan's mind was filled with the phrase "waiting for you to eat together," and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Okay, let's go have our meal."

As for Pei Huaiying's matter, it encountered considerable resistance. Even if he wanted to find more evidence, he could only put it aside for the time being and simply stopped thinking about it.

There were more important things to do next, and he couldn't let others distract him.

As the two walked out the door, Zhao Zhao, holding Li Qiu and Xiao Man's hands, came out of the side room. Upon seeing her parents, she happily rushed over.

Wen Jiayue knelt down and hugged her, asking, "Is Zhaozhao hungry?"

Zhao Zhao touched her stomach and nodded with a pitiful look: "Hungry."

The wet nurse quickly explained, "Madam, I fed Miss two pieces of milk cake half an hour ago, so she is not hungry."

Xiaoman also said, "This servant can testify!"

The wet nurse also gave her and her sister Liqiu each a piece.

Wen Jiayue smiled and said, "I know. Zhao Zhao is just being cute, isn't she?"

Zhao Zhao smiled and kissed her mother on the cheek.

"You're not allowed to scare the wet nurse anymore," Wen Jiayue pinched her little nose, "You're so naughty."

Zhao Zhao wrinkled her nose and gently scratched her mother's nose.

Seemingly having discovered something interesting, she became addicted to playing with it. Neither Liqiu nor Xiaoman escaped her little clutches, and in the blink of an eye, she set her sights on her own father.

She thought for a moment and gestured for her father to squat down.

Shen Fuhan picked her up and indulgently said, "Go ahead and scrape."

Zhao Zhao blinked, her little hand brushing against her father's high nose bridge. She tilted her head in confusion, then pinched it curiously, as if wondering why it was so hard.

Shen Fuhan let her study, and then carried her to a side hall.

After sitting down, Zhao Zhao stepped on his legs to stand up, sometimes rubbing his face, sometimes pinching his nose, her little brows furrowed tightly.

Wen Jiayue shook her head and chuckled.

In her past life, Zhao Zhao was always well-behaved and sensible, far from being as lively and bold as she is now.

Although things are different now, children are like blank slates. She and Shen Fuhan have both changed, so it's not surprising that Zhao Zhao's personality has changed as well.

Wen Jiayue didn't feel regretful. No matter what kind of personality Zhaozhao became, she was still her daughter.

She was content as long as Zhaozhao remained safe and happy.

She started eating, but Shen Fuhan was still caught up in the sweet torment of her daughter.

He had no choice but to take Zhao Zhao's hand and said seriously, "Father is about to have his meal, you should sit down and eat too."

Zhao Zhao pouted, looking unwilling. Her eyes, which resembled Wen Jiayue's, seemed to be filled with tears and endless grievances.

Shen Fuhan had no choice but to let her continue her antics.

As he released her small hand, he thought that if he and A-Yue had a second child, and it was a son, he definitely couldn't have eyes like A-Yue's, otherwise he wouldn't have the heart to scold him.

If it were still a daughter… Three pairs of identical almond-shaped eyes looked at him, and Shen Fuhan couldn’t stop smiling just thinking about it.

Wen Jiayue was picking up food from his side when she caught a glimpse of him smiling out of the corner of her eye. He was smiling in a rather silly way, and her chopsticks, which were halfway up in the air, stopped.

"Husband, are you laughing because Zhao Zhao is making you angry, or are you really laughing?"

Shen Fuhan snapped out of his daze, coughed lightly to suppress his smile, and said calmly, "You're mistaken, I wasn't smiling."

Wen Jiayue: "..."

She didn't want to pay attention to him anymore and continued eating. Suddenly, she heard Zhao Zhao let out a heavy snort and subconsciously looked over.

Zhao Zhao placed her small hand on the corner of Shen Fuhan's mouth, raising a noticeable curve.

"Mother," she said anxiously, "Father..."

She couldn't say the word "laugh," but after thinking for a moment, she smiled, indicating that this was how her father had laughed.

Shen Fuhan reached out and gently pinched his daughter's cheek. She's already so good at undermining others at such a young age; what will she be like when she grows up?

After their meal, Shen Fuhan and Wen Jiayue returned to their bedroom. After closing the door, Shen Fuhan picked her up and sat her on the long couch.

Wen Jiayue was almost used to his actions, and after a moment of surprise, she let him hug her.

“Zhao Zhao was just examining my nose,” he asked. “Are you interested?”

Wen Jiayue found his question strange and retorted, "I'm not a child, why would I be interested in your nose?"

“Yes, A-Yue isn’t a child, she’s a woman,” Shen Fuhan said, taking her hand and stroking his nose. “Can you feel anything?”

Wen Jiayue looked at him blankly. It's just a nose, what else does he want her to feel?

Shen Fuhan asked in a serious tone, "Is it hard?"

Wen Jiayue's face flushed red instantly. What kind of talk was that?

"You were just asking about noses, why is A-Yue blushing?" he asked, puzzled. "What did you connect this to?"

As he spoke, his lips brushed against her palm, making Wen Jiayue's face burn even hotter.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't think of anything."

She made a move to get up, and Shen Fuhan wrapped his arms around her waist, deeply inhaling the fragrance of her hair.

"I've heard that you can tell a man's abilities just by looking at his nose. Do you think that's accurate, Yue?"