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Chapter 209 Shen Fuhan's Letter

As dusk fell, Wen Jiayue ate until she was about 70% full, deliberately saving room for Lin Qianqian's dinner.

Unexpectedly, after waiting and waiting, it never came.

She asked Ruyi to inquire.

"Madam, Guard Ling said that dinner was not delivered today."

Wen Jiayue was a little surprised. They'd been sending them for so long, why hadn't they sent them today?

She summoned Ling He for questioning.

Have you made Qianqian angry lately?

Ling He replied without hesitation, "I don't have any."

Wen Jiayue knew that asking him was a waste of time, so she simply said, "Have Qianqian come to my place tomorrow."

Ling He said, "The Marquis said that anyone entering or leaving the main courtyard needs to be strictly checked. If the Madam wants to see anyone, she will have to get past me first."

Wen Jiayue said helplessly, "Qianqian isn't an outsider, just let her in."

“Absolutely not. A country has its laws, and a family has its rules. If the Marquis says a thorough investigation is necessary, then I will investigate thoroughly,” Ling He said. “I will bring the person here within three days at the latest.”

Wen Jiayue: "..."

Fine, since Lin Qianqian wasn't the one who angered her, let Ling He suffer for three more days.

On the third day, Lin Qianqian was finally allowed to enter the main courtyard.

Hearing that my cousin-in-law wanted to try her cooking, she specially prepared several of her signature dishes.

When Ling He saw the food box in Xi'er's hand, he assumed it was for him and immediately went to greet her.

For the past three days, he had been eating communal meals, which were tasteless but too good to throw away, yet Lin Qianqian refused to cook for him no matter what.

I didn't expect to do it again today.

"Thank you for your kindness, madam."

Xi'er quickly hid the food box behind her back: "This is for the madam, not for the son-in-law."

Ling He was taken aback, and asked, not quite understanding, "Why?"

Lin Qianqian pursed her lips and said, "You decide for yourself. Xi'er, let's go."

Hearing the commotion, Wen Jiayue came over and said with a smile, "It's really not easy to see you."

Lin Qianqian's face immediately turned red, and she stammered, "I'm so sorry, cousin-in-law, my husband..."

“I know, no need to explain,” Wen Jiayue pulled her into the house, “He needs to be taught a lesson so he won’t be confused about who’s the king and who’s the queen.”

Lin Qianqian placed the food box on the table, and said as she opened it, "I heard that my cousin-in-law wanted to eat my cooking, so I specially made a few of my signature dishes. Please don't find them too bad."

Wen Jiayue smiled and said, "How could I dislike it? Even Guard Ling, who never multitasks, thinks of it when he's on duty. I would definitely treat it as a delicacy."

Lin Qianqian blushed again: "Sister-in-law, please don't make fun of me."

Wen Jiayue took a bite of the braised pork. It melted in her mouth, fragrant but not greasy, and even better than the one made at Peach Blossom Spring Restaurant.

She praised, "If you open a restaurant, I'll definitely come and support you every day."

Wen Jiayue tasted all the dishes and kept praising them.

She had eaten lunch half an hour ago, but she couldn't resist eating some more.

Reluctantly putting down her chopsticks, Wen Jiayue got down to business: "Did you and Guard Ling have a fight?"

“No,” Lin Qianqian shook her head. “I wanted to see my cousin three days ago, but my husband wouldn’t allow it, saying he needed to investigate thoroughly. Although I know it’s his duty, I was a little angry, so I haven’t prepared any meals for him these past few days.”

Wen Jiayue sighed: "That's just the kind of person Guard Ling is. Once he's made up his mind about something, he'll stick to it no matter what you do. There's no point in trying to persuade him otherwise."

"So I don't know what to do," Lin Qianqian said, distressed. "Even if I keep this up, he still doesn't understand."

Wen Jiayue had no choice; it seemed that the only option now was to have Shen Fuhan take action.

Ling He listens to him the most, so it will definitely work.

She had mentioned this to Shen Fuhan before, but he wanted to make a deal in exchange.

If we bring it up again, he will definitely escalate his actions.

Just as the two were worrying about this matter, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Madam, I have something to report."

It was Ling He's voice. Wen Jiayue told Ruyi to open the door.

"Guard Ling, what is it?"

Ling He raised the envelope in his hand and said, "The Marquis has sent you a letter!"

Wen Jiayue was stunned. Shen Fuhan sent her a letter?

Every word felt so unfamiliar, like a dream.

In her past life, she wouldn't even dare to dream about such a thing. Shen Fuhan would write to her after leaving Beijing.

This time, however, he sent her a letter, even though it was only three days after he left the capital.

Thinking about this, Wen Jiayue felt something was amiss. Could it be a forgery by someone else?

Based on her understanding of Shen Fuhan, she knew he wouldn't do such a thing.

Wen Jiayue took the envelope with suspicion. It had three large characters written on it: "For Madam."

It is indeed Shen Fuhan's handwriting, sharp as the wind, yet retaining its integrity.

When she liked him the most, she even secretly tried to copy his work. Unfortunately, it only resembled his appearance but not his spirit; no matter how she tried, she couldn't capture that feeling.

But when she focused intently on imitating his strokes, his face would involuntarily appear in her mind, making her extremely happy.

"My cousin's wife and cousin have a really good relationship."

Hearing Lin Qianqian's soft envy, Wen Jiayue snapped out of her reverie and simply smiled.

Lin Qianqian stood up and said, "Since my cousin-in-law has other things to do, I'll head back first."

“No rush,” Wen Jiayue said. “Next time we meet, you might be under strict scrutiny by Guard Ling for three days again. Let’s talk a little longer.”

Lin Qianqian was both embarrassed and at a loss: "Sister-in-law..."

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore," Wen Jiayue chuckled. "Let's sit a little longer, I have nothing else to do anyway."

Lin Qianqian glanced at the envelope: "But this letter..."

Logically speaking, my cousin's wife should have read the letter immediately; it's inconvenient for her to be here.

"What's so interesting about a letter?" Wen Jiayue simply put the envelope aside. "Where were we?"

Another quarter of an hour passed before Wen Jiayue finally let Lin Qianqian leave.

She looked away, but caught a glimpse of the envelope out of the corner of her eye. She picked it up casually, feeling a pang of sadness and a deep sense of melancholy.

How could something I dreamed of in my past life be so easily realized in this one?

What exactly is Shen Fuhan thinking?

She seemed to have never been able to understand Shen Fuhan's heart, even after being reborn, it was as if she was separated from him by a thick fog.

It's impossible to push it aside, impossible to see through it, impossible to get in.

Wen Jiayue stroked the envelope, finally making up her mind to tear it open.

The thin sheet of paper was folded in half, seemingly containing only a few words.

The fewer words, the bigger the story.

She then became curious: what could be so important that he would write a letter and send it back?

It must be something important.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiayue became more serious and slowly unfolded the scroll—

Have you missed me?