GBP Chapter 208 Weightlessness
Chapter 208 Weightlessness
Wen Jiayue bit her lip, remaining silent and pretending not to hear Shen Fuhan's words.
But he wouldn't let it go; if she didn't speak, he would only escalate his actions.
"No..." Wen Jiayue sobbed and begged, "I think, I'll think about it..."
Shen Fuhan smelled the osmanthus fragrance in her hair and asked in a low voice, "How much do you want it?"
He finally slowed down, and Wen Jiayue, her eyes blurry with tears, said, "I think about it every day."
Whether it's true or false, Shen Fuhan feels satisfied.
He stopped talking and turned her around again.
At this moment, Wen Jiayue's hair was disheveled, and she was crying with tears streaming down her face. She didn't dare to look at him at all.
Shen Fuhan kissed her delicate face, as tender as a peach blossom in March, and gazed at her intently.
Wen Jiayue felt uneasy and whispered, "How about we go to the bed?"
A whispered voice, carrying a hint of laughter, brushed against my ear; it was cool, yet felt like it was burning.
Wen Jiayue didn't understand whether he agreed or disagreed.
Just as he was debating whether to ask again, he picked her up.
Wen Jiayue gasped in surprise. The feeling of weightlessness made her instinctively hug Shen Fuhan tightly, like a drowning person clinging to a piece of driftwood.
The driftwood swayed gently, with no end in sight.
Shen Fuhan slept for two hours and opened his eyes just as dawn was breaking.
The person next to him was still fast asleep. He looked them up and down and saw obvious red marks.
Shen Fuhan got off the bed and found the ointment.
The cool ointment had just been applied to her skin when Wen Jiayue flinched and murmured, "No more..."
Shen Fuhan smiled slightly and used his fingertips to draw circles and apply the product to various areas.
Three soft knocks came from outside the door. Shen Fuhan slowly applied the ointment to her wrist before standing up.
After leaving the bedroom, Shen Fuhan went to the study.
The accompanying guards were already fully prepared and ready to go. Shen Fuhan told them to go ahead first before looking at Ling He.
He said solemnly, "Protect the lady and young lady well, and do not slack off in the slightest."
Ling He clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.
He paused for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "My lord, am I really not allowed to accompany you?"
“No,” Shen Fuhan said calmly. “If you feel that this job is beneath you, then you should resign.”
"This subordinate dares not," Ling He lowered his head.
After a moment's thought, Shen Fuhan instructed, "The people entering and leaving the Marquis's residence must be strictly checked, especially those entering the main courtyard. Apart from forbidding the Madam from leaving the residence, everything else must be done according to the Madam's wishes, and no one may make decisions on their own."
"Yes!"
Shen Fuhan was about to leave, but before turning around, he said one more thing.
“Ling He, I know you have grievances, but the affairs of the manor are more important than mine. I can only feel at ease leaving them to you.”
Ling He was stunned for a moment, his expression somewhat moved.
"I swear on my life that I will protect the safety of Madam and Miss!"
After the Marquis left, Ling He immediately divided the remaining forty elite soldiers into two groups to patrol in shifts, determined to ensure that not even a mosquito could enter the Marquis's residence.
He personally guarded the main courtyard, so he could detect any disturbance immediately.
However, he also had a selfish motive.
If he were alone, the lunch his wife brought would be for him to enjoy alone.
Just as noon arrived, Lin Qianqian's maid, Xi'er, appeared on time with a food box.
Xi'er wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled, "Why isn't the young master in his study today? I've been looking for him everywhere."
Ling He took the food box and explained, "The Marquis has assigned me a new task: from now on, lunch and dinner will be delivered here."
"I understand," Xi'er nodded, then asked, "Madam said she would like to visit you. Is today a convenient day for you?"
Ling He flatly refused: "No way."
Xi'er was taken aback: "What's wrong?"
“This is a restricted area of the main courtyard; unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter.”
Xi'er was stunned: "How could my wife be an ordinary person... Doesn't the young master trust my wife?"
"Don't worry, but the two things shouldn't be confused," Ling He said solemnly. "The Marquis said that anyone entering the main courtyard must be thoroughly investigated."
"How should we conduct a thorough investigation?"
Ling He said coldly, "This is a secret and I cannot tell you. If you try to find out again, I will not show any mercy."
Xi'er was speechless and ran away in fright.
After returning home, she became increasingly angry and told her wife about it.
Lin Qianqian frowned and said, "This is really... it's never been this troublesome before."
Xi'er said indignantly, "My lady, I think the young master is just making trouble out of nothing."
She suggested, "Since you're on your period today and your stomach is hurting badly, why don't you rest and not bring dinner to your son-in-law tonight?"
Lin Qianqian nodded: "Okay."
As evening approached, Ling He kept a close watch on everything around him, diligently guarding the main courtyard.
He also hoped that Xi'er would bring him food.
However, instead of waiting for Xi'er, he was invited in by the lady's maid, Ruyi.
Ling He felt a little disappointed, but he quickly cheered himself up, because his wife's matter was the most important thing!
He followed Ruyi into the courtyard and bowed with his hands clasped in greeting.
"Your subordinate greets Madam. May I ask what brings you here?"
Wen Jiayue asked curiously, "Why did the Marquis keep you in his residence?"
She woke up around noon, but her back and legs ached, and she had been lying in bed for almost a whole day.
Hearing that Shen Fuhan had kept Ling He behind, she came to ask what exactly happened.
Although Ling He was single-minded, he was undoubtedly one of the best among the guards; otherwise, he wouldn't have become the head guard.
Such capable assistants should have left the capital with Shen Fuhan. Isn't it a waste of their talents to keep them in the Marquis's mansion?
Ling He replied in a serious tone, "Replying to Madam, the Marquis said that matters concerning the manor are more important than his own. Only with me here can the Marquis feel at ease."
Wen Jiayue was taken aback. She knew that Ling He would not praise her; these words must have been said by Shen Fuhan, who was merely repeating them.
But she remembered that things were always peaceful at this time in her previous life, so what could have happened?
Could it be because of her rebirth that some things have changed without her noticing, while Shen Fuhan foresaw it in advance?
Wen Jiayue thought for a long time but still couldn't come up with a solution, so she could only say, "Since the Marquis has said so, you should guard the Marquis's residence well and never slack off."
Upon hearing this, Ling He's expression hardened, and he immediately knelt down, proclaiming loudly, "Your subordinate knows his mistake!"
Wen Jiayue was startled: "What...what did you do wrong? Explain yourself properly, why are you kneeling?"
"I was distracted by the dinner matter just now. Once Your Excellency returns to the manor, I will certainly collect five strokes of the cane!"
Wen Jiayue: "..." What is all this nonsense?
Ling He explained, "Just now, Madam said that we must not be negligent, and I have already been negligent, so I should be punished."
Wen Jiayue then realized what was going on: "You're thinking about the dinner Qianqian made?"
Ling He said with shame, "That's right."
“I thought it was something serious,” Wen Jiayue said helplessly. “What’s there to punish?”
"The subordinates must be punished."
Wen Jiayue thought for a moment and said, "In that case, I will punish you by making you give me a small portion of the dinner that Qianqian made."
Even the single-minded Ling He was distracted by this matter, so she wondered how good Lin Qianqian's cooking skills must be. She wanted to try her cooking.
Ling He was taken aback for a moment, then reluctantly replied, "Yes."