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Chapter 201 Provocation



Chapter 201 Provocation

Shen Fuhan's kiss landed unexpectedly.

Wen Jiayue didn't dare to move at all, afraid that her lip rouge would get everywhere and be difficult to clean.

Shen Fuhan didn't kiss for long before leaving.

Wen Jiayue glared at him: "Can't you be a little more mindful of the occasion, my lord? We're going to the palace soon!"

Shen Fuhan said calmly, "I'm just helping you wipe off the excess lip rouge."

Wen Jiayue: "..."

She didn't want to talk to him anymore, so she took out a handkerchief and dabbed it around her lips, afraid of getting lip rouge on them.

Shen Fuhan stared at her for a moment, then suddenly grabbed her chin.

Wen Jiayue panicked and immediately said, "Not this time..."

He asked calmly, "What are you not allowed to do?"

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips and remained silent, while Shen Fuhan chuckled and gently wiped away a trace of light red with his fingertip.

"Alright." He released his grip.

Wen Jiayue threw the handkerchief at him in an annoyed manner.

Shen Fuhan subconsciously took it and examined the light blue handkerchief.

She especially loved the moon, and she embroidered it on this piece as well, but instead of a crescent moon, it was a full moon.

Since he had given it to him, he put it in his pocket.

Wen Jiayue looked at his actions with surprise and said, "I meant for you to wipe it too."

His lips are too red now; anyone who sees them will know what he did in the carriage.

Shen Fuhan leaned closer to her: "You wipe it for me."

Wen Jiayue said patiently, "Give me your handkerchief."

He whispered, "Just use your hands."

Wen Jiayue was completely speechless: "Wipe it or don't, it's up to you."

A voice, barely audible, whispered, "You've got quite a temper." Wen Jiayue glared at him.

"What did you say?"

Shen Fuhan coughed lightly: "I didn't say anything."

The tips of his ears turned a suspicious red, as if he felt guilty.

Wen Jiayue had never seen him like this before. Having caught him red-handed, she immediately said, "Isn't the Marquis someone who doesn't speak ill of others behind their backs?"

He stated frankly, "I said it openly and honestly."

Wen Jiayue: "..."

She didn't want to talk to him anymore. She lifted the curtain and looked out at the streets and alleys. They were almost at the palace gate.

Stepping down from the carriage, Wen Jiayue glanced at him with concern.

Seeing that he had wiped off his lip rouge at some point, she was finally relieved.

Shen Fuhan said calmly, "Why are you looking at me? Focus on walking."

Wen Jiayue couldn't help but mutter to herself, "What a hypocrite!"

It has to be said that Shen Fuhan's recent behavior is becoming less and less like the Shen Fuhan she remembers.

Not only do they talk too much, they can also drive people crazy.

Was he possessed, or did her changes cause him to change?

When it was time to part ways, Wen Jiayue waved and walked straight ahead, but Shen Fuhan called her back.

"Come with me to Hanliang Palace."

Wen Jiayue turned around and asked, "Why?"

"The Eldest Princess is currently at Chunhe Pavilion," Shen Fuhan said in a low voice.

Wen Jiayue was taken aback: "How did you know?"

“I have my own connections,” Shen Fuhan said without elaborating. “It won’t do you any good to stay with her. Come with me.”

Wen Jiayue hesitated between going and not going.

This was something that would never have happened in her previous life, so she naturally didn't know whether facing the Princess this time would be auspicious or inauspicious.

After careful consideration, it's safer to stay with Shen Fuhan.

The palace was completely Li Zhilan's territory; if she wanted to do something, it would be incredibly easy for her.

Wen Jiayue agreed, then asked, "How do you explain this to Consort Yun?"

“The reason I invited you to the palace at this time is simply to have lunch together,” Shen Fuhan said. “It would be the same if she came to Hanliang Palace.”

He then summoned a young eunuch, gave him a reward, and sent him to Chunhe Pavilion to deliver a message.

Everyone in the palace knew Shen Fuhan. Even without a reward, the little eunuch would be happy to go and ran quickly to Chunhe Pavilion.

Wen Jiayue had no time to stop him and watched helplessly as the little eunuch disappeared without a trace.

She asked helplessly, "Consort Yun is in poor health, how did she manage to get here all the way?"

Shen Fuhan said nonchalantly, "If she doesn't want to come, she can refuse."

Wen Jiayue then had nothing to say.

However, regardless of whether Yun Cairen comes or not, Li Zhilan will definitely come.

The two soon arrived outside Hanliang Palace.

After Eunuch Zhao reported, Li Zhixu's clear voice rang out from inside the hall: "Summon them in."

When meeting the Emperor, Wen Jiayue was no longer nervous. After bowing as usual, she sat down with Shen Fuhan.

Li Zhixu asked curiously, "Why did Minister Shen bring his wife along? Consort Yun and my elder sister are waiting at Chunhe Pavilion."

Shen Fuhan did not answer his question, but instead asked with feigned surprise, "The Eldest Princess is also here?"

Li Zhixu said embarrassedly, "I have been going to Chunhe Pavilion a lot lately. After my elder sister found out, she said she wanted to see who Consort Yun really is."

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips gently. In her opinion, seeing Yun Cairen was a pretense; waiting for her was the real intention.

Shen Fuhan nodded and said, "In that case, my wife and I have come to the right place. Otherwise, we would have delayed the Princess and Consort Yun's conversation."

Li Zhixu smiled and said, "What you said makes sense."

Eunuch Zhao entered and reminded the emperor, "Your Majesty, it's time for your meal."

Li Zhixu nodded: "Minister Shen and Madam Shen, please join me for dinner."

"What, am I, as the elder sister, not allowed to dine with the Emperor?"

Before the person arrived, their voice preceded them; a languid voice, tinged with anger, drifted in.

It's unclear whether the anger stemmed from not being invited to a meal by the Emperor, or from not waiting for Wen Jiayue to visit Chunhe Pavilion.

Wen Jiayue looked over and saw Li Zhilan, dressed in a red dress, slowly walk into the hall.

She was somewhat surprised that they had arrived so quickly.

She already understood Li Zhilan's thoughts, and then glanced at Shen Fuhan subtly.

He remained calm, as if he had expected this, and rose to bow.

Wen Jiayue couldn't see through his thoughts at all, so she lowered her eyes and bowed with him.

"No gift."

Li Zhilan slightly raised his hand, his gaze falling on the blue and white jade phoenix pendant at Wen Jiayue's waist, his eyes pausing for a moment.

She said casually, "Madam Shen's jade pendant is quite unique; it looks like a pair."

As she spoke, she glanced at Shen Fuhan and saw that he was only wearing a jade pendant of average quality, not a dragon pendant, which put her mind at ease.

Wen Jiayue replied calmly, "In response to Your Highness, it is indeed so; it was a dragon and phoenix pendant bestowed by the Emperor."

Now she can face Li Zhilan with complete composure.

“I remember now,” Li Zhilan chuckled, “this dragon and phoenix pendant was snatched from me by Lord Shen.”

Wen Jiayue was taken aback. There was such a connection?

Shen Fuhan said with a displeased expression, "Let's go have our meal first."

Li Zhilan curled her lips into a smile and said, "I was having a pleasant chat with your wife, why are you being such a spoilsport, Lord Shen?"

After saying that, she suddenly realized and said, "I understand. You're worried about Madam Shen finding out. This jade pendant should have been one for you and one for me, right?"

Shen Fuhan's expression immediately turned cold: "Please, Princess, do not utter such unfounded accusations."

Li Zhilan ignored him and looked at Wen Jiayue, her eyes filled with provocation.

"Mrs. Shen, you don't mind, do you?"


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