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Chapter 330 Prove it tonight



Chapter 330 Prove it tonight

The wet nurse carried Zhao Zhao back to the main courtyard to settle her in, while Wen Jiayue went to Ninghui Hall with Shen Fuhan.

The road was quiet, and Wen Jiayue, afraid that he would bring up the past, took the initiative to speak.

"It's time to prepare my third sister's dowry. What do you plan to prepare, my husband?"

Shen Fuhan glanced at her: "Finally, you're willing to call me husband?"

"What's there to be reluctant about? You are my husband."

Shen Fuhan curled up the corners of her lips: "Yes, I was always meant to be your husband."

Wen Jiayue was completely confused. Why did he repeat what she said?

“I will prepare an extremely generous dowry for my third sister,” Shen Fuhan said, “and there will certainly be no one to criticize it.”

Wen Jiayue hesitated and asked, "But what about Young Master Xiao?"

General Xiao's family is at the border and knows nothing about this matter. What silver could Xiao Suye possibly have?

Moreover, for such an important event as marriage, whether or not one agrees is one thing. Even if they had eyes and ears that could see and hear a thousand miles away, they might not be able to make it to the wedding banquet even if they returned today.

Shen Fuhan comforted her, saying, "It's alright. Third Sister has never cared about this. Su Ye's insistence on returning to the capital shows her courage to burn her bridges. As long as they can get married, that's enough."

Seeing that he said that, Wen Jiayue had nothing to worry about anymore.

“Oh, right,” she suddenly remembered something, “General Xiao’s mansion has been vacant for many years. Should I send some people over to take care of it?”

Now that everyone knows Xiao Suye's identity, he will naturally be living in the General's Mansion from now on.

Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "A-Yue is truly thoughtful."

As they talked, the two arrived at Ninghui Hall.

Just then, Shen Fuyou arrived and asked in surprise, "Brother, sister-in-law, what's the matter?"

Shen Fuhan said, "You'll find out in a moment."

Shen Fuyou wisely refrained from asking any further questions, and the three of them went inside together.

Upon entering the courtyard, the strong smell of medicine, somewhat fishy and bitter, was enough to prove that the old lady had been recuperating.

They hadn't been here for a long time, and they held their breath for a moment before gradually getting used to it.

In the bedroom, the old lady lay on the bed, her face thin and her appearance withered, no longer possessing the vigor she once had.

Upon seeing her most beloved grandson, she stopped smiling and let out a heavy snort.

"You actually bother to come and see this old woman!"

Shen Fuhan said without any preamble, "Grandmother, we came here today to tell you that our third sister has been betrothed by the Princess and will marry Xiao Suye, the third young master of the Xiao family, next month."

"What?!" Shen Fuyou jumped up in surprise, "Third Sister is getting married?"

How could a marriage be arranged in the time it takes to attend a coming-of-age ceremony?

The old lady stared at him in astonishment, wondering if she hadn't heard him clearly.

"What did you say?"

Shen Fuhan said, enunciating each word clearly: "On November 16th, Shen Funian and Xiao Suye got married."

Shen Fuyou stammered, "Why would the Eldest Princess bestow a marriage upon Third Sister and Third Brother Xiao?"

He naturally knew the Xiao family, but he was still young at the time and couldn't remember what they looked like. However, he remembered that the Xiao family had long since gone to the border.

Shen Fuhan then briefly recounted what had happened at the coming-of-age banquet.

The old lady was stunned for a long time after hearing this.

She murmured, "Niannian is marrying above her station, and she's even dragging a child into this mess. How can she possibly have a good life?"

At this point, she looked around, frowned, and asked, "With something this big happening, where did Niannian go? Why didn't she come over?"

"The wedding is too rushed. My third sister is preparing for the wedding with the nanny sent by the eldest princess. She will not be seen for some time."

The old lady clicked her tongue: "How can that be? With her temper, she'll be scolded after she marries in. I have to teach her how to be subservient, serve her husband, and be filial to her parents-in-law! And Yao'er, he has to keep a low profile too..."

“Grandmother,” Shen Fuhan interrupted her calmly, “Third Sister will not suffer after marrying into the family.”

"What do you call suffering?" The old lady glared. "I suffered when I was a child! Cooking, washing clothes, carrying manure to irrigate the fields in the sweltering heat..."

“Grandmother,” Shen Fuhan interrupted her again, “I have already informed you of this matter, so I will go back now.”

Turning around, he said calmly, "If Grandmother wants to reminisce about the past and appreciate the present, I can send you back whenever you give the order."

The old lady felt a little flustered upon hearing this, but she couldn't lose face. She asked angrily, "What do you mean by this?"

"What I mean is, Grandmother, just focus on recovering. There are some things you need to keep quiet about. I am the head of the Jing'an Marquis's mansion."

After saying that, he ignored his grandmother's expression and pulled Wen Jiayue out of the bedroom.

The sound of things being smashed coming from inside the house didn't stop him.

Wen Jiayue stared at him blankly, her expression complicated.

Noticing her gaze, Shen Fuhan looked down at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Jiayue shook her head.

She recalled her past life, in which she always tolerated and never complained to Shen Fuhan about the old lady's actions.

If she had mustered the courage to speak up, even just once, perhaps the outcome would have been different.

Just as Shen Fuhan was about to ask further questions, Shen Fuyou caught up and said with a smile, "Big brother, when you said 'I am the head of the Jing'an Marquis's family' just now, you were so handsome it was outrageous."

“If you have nothing to do, go back,” Shen Fuhan said, frowning. “Your sister-in-law and I have something to discuss.”

Shen Fuyou clasped his hands and said, "Yes, ma'am! I'll go see my third sister."

After saying that, he ran away in a flash.

Watching his cheerful figure, Wen Jiayue laughed and said, "Fourth brother is so lively, just like a little colt."

Seeing that she no longer seemed preoccupied as before, and instead suddenly praised her fourth brother, Shen Fuhan looked displeased.

"He's a pony, so what am I?"

Wen Jiayue found him baffling; why did he have to compare this too?

She casually praised him, saying, "My husband is a thoroughbred horse."

Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "A-Yue is a talent scout."

Wen Jiayue: "..."

That's too kind of you; she didn't see anything good about him.

Seeing her silence, Shen Fuhan asked, "Isn't that right?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Wen Jiayue said helplessly, "I, your discerning eye, can see that you are not only a thoroughbred, but also a magnificent steed."

I really don't understand why Shen Fuhan suddenly likes to talk about such meaningless little things.

He wasn't like this before.

As she was pondering, Shen Fuhan grasped her hand.

“In that case, I’ll have to prove it tonight,” he said seriously, “to see if it’s a thoroughbred or a blood-sweating horse.”

Wen Jiayue: "...?"

What is the connection between these two?

Before she could react, Shen Fuhan continued, "At that time, I would like to ask the talent scout to judge from horseback."

The image of her last encounter flashed through Wen Jiayue's mind, and her face flushed red.

"You! Have you no shame?!"

Shen Fuhan stroked her hand: "No."

Wen Jiayue shook him off in embarrassment and annoyance, and tried to say seriously, "Please, my husband, don't say such things in the future."

Shen Fuhan spoke calmly, "Husband and wife are one, intimately connected, why can't we say it?"

Whether it was because she caught his infection or not, Wen Jiayue couldn't even bear to hear the word "one body".

She pursed her lips and walked quickly toward the main courtyard.

Shen Fuhan followed, smiling as he took her hand and coaxed her softly, "I promise I won't say it again, Yue, don't be angry."


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