After the Hou family's mistress was reborn, the entire Hou family suffered disaster

Early the next morning, Shen Chuan woke up before dawn.

Looking at Jiang Fuyue who was still sleeping soundly in his arms, Shen Chuan showed a smile on his face.

He gently rubbed Jiang Fuyue's neck twice, and took two deep breaths. He waited until the warm fragrance with body temperature soaked into his heart, and he was finally satisfied.

It was still dark outside, but Shen Chuan no longer felt sleepy. He stretched out his hand to pick up a strand of Jiang Fuyue's hair and gently twisted it around his fingertips.

Jiang Fuyue's hair was black and smooth, like the finest silk in the world. It felt slightly cool to the touch when it was first wound around her fingers, but as long as it was wound back and forth a few times, the strand of hair would be infected with his warmth.

Shen Chuan was having so much fun that he didn't stop what he was doing until his eyes met with Jiang Fuyue's.

People who wake up in the morning will inevitably have a little blurred eyes, but Jiang Fuyue looked at Shen Chuan's hair wrapped around his fingertips, and then looked at Shen Chuan with a smile on his face, and the confusion in his eyes dissipated: "... Is it fun?"

Shen Chuan nodded, with a deeper smile on his face.

Jiang Fuyue raised her hand to take back her hair before getting up.

However, as soon as she made a move, Shen Chuan held her down: "Is what we talked about last night just a casual chat?"

Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips and did not answer.

When she thought of last night...she felt a little confused.

Although it feels good to be with Shen Chuan, I have to trust her for the rest of my life...

She didn't dare.

She was not sure whether everything the man in front of her said would be fulfilled after they got married, and to what extent.

She was even less sure whether there would be another fire pit next to Shen Chuan.

In order to escape from the Anyuan Hou Mansion, she died once.

So this time, she was extra cautious.

"Isn't it good for us...to be like this now?" Jiang Fuyue took a deep breath, "Getting married...I'm not ready yet."

"Now...are you okay?" Shen Chuan's tone was a little complicated.

"...Not bad, right?" Jiang Fuyue's eyes wandered for a moment.

Shen Chuan looked at her.

His eyes were clear and indifferent, but for a moment, Jiang Fuyue had the illusion that she was being targeted by some ferocious beast.

If she were a cat, all the hair on her body would explode right now.

"But I feel it's not enough," Shen Chuan said, reaching out and gently pinching her chin, "Fuyue, I want to be with you, in the name of husband and wife."

Jiang Fuyue didn't dare to look at him.

But Shen Chuan wanted to look at her: "Fu Yue, if you don't believe me, why don't I marry you?"

Jiang Fuyue blinked blankly.

Bringing in a wife?

Shen Chuan?

Shen Chuan's wife?

Jiang Fuyue couldn't help but began to wonder if there was something wrong with her ears.

Seeing the self-doubt on her face, Shen Chuan chuckled and said firmly: "Fuyue, you heard me right, let me marry you. In your territory, I will listen to you no matter what you want. I will never dare." If you don’t obey even a little bit, you’ll divorce me, okay?”

"I--"

"If that's the case, why don't I go to His Majesty and ask for an imperial edict to divorce my husband..." Shen Chuan frowned slightly, "Counting the time, the morning court should be almost over, Fuyue, wait for me, I'll be back soon ."

As long as Xiu Husband's Holy Purpose is in hand, there will always be a way out, whether he gets married or Jiang Fuyue marries him.

After saying that, Shen Chuan turned over and sat up on the bed, put on his clothes, tied up his hair with a hairpin, and left.

He moved swiftly, and there was no sign of injury adding to the injury.

The shock on Jiang Fuyue's face still didn't dissipate until Shen Chuan came out and Jingzhe came over.

Jingzhe was very surprised when she saw Shen Chuanfeng leaving in a hurry: "Girl, what's going on, Mr. Shen? What's the emergency?"

Jiang Fuyue came back to her senses: "Hurry up... divorce your husband..."

"Divide your husband?" Jingzhe blinked, "What do you mean, Mr. Shen divorced his husband? Mr. Shen... when did you get a husband?"

Jiang Fuyue pressed her eyebrows and interrupted Jingzhe before she became more and more confused: "Let's change clothes."

Jingzhe quickly stopped his thoughts that were gradually diverging, and stepped forward to put on Jiang Fuyue's coat.

Jiang Fuyue sat down in front of the dressing table and let Jingzhe tie her hair: "How is the situation at the Hou Mansion?"

"Wei Ze also said just now, Jiang San... Oh no, after the second girl took all the money left in the Hou Mansion and left, the old lady was so angry that she spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out, and Anyuan Hou was also furious. I went to squat in front of Jiang's house in the middle of the night!" Jingzhe was quite gloating about his misfortune.

Jiang Fuyue laughed.

This dog-eat-dog show is really exciting.

"By the way, girl, do you want me to let Shi Yi and the others guard the house?" Jingzhe said, "Otherwise, what if Marquis Anyuan cannot get money from the Jiang family and comes to make trouble with us again?"

Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "No need."

Jingzhe thought about it for a moment and felt relieved.

Yes, isn't Shen Chuan still here?

"It's great to have Master Shen here. We've saved so much trouble!" Jingzhe said cheerfully.

Hearing her mention Shen Chuan, Jiang Fuyue's eyes became complicated.

Her change was not obvious, and Jingzhe did not notice it. He neatly tied up her hair with his hands, and then stood up and went to the dining room with her.

In that compartment, Shen Chuan rode a carriage to the palace gate.

His face was pale, and there was no trace of blood on his lips. He had to be supported by Wei Ze to move.

Although he looked like this, he didn't look embarrassed.

At this time, just as he expected, everyone had just dispersed and were walking out in groups.

Seeing Shen Chuan, everyone looked surprised.

Seeing that he was walking towards the palace in a hurry, everyone did not dare to come forward and talk to him. They only cautiously stepped out of the way. Only after he had taken a few steps did they dare to whisper and speculate on his purpose of entering the palace today.

In the imperial dining room, listening to Deshan's report, the emperor was also deeply surprised: "Shen Chuan entered the palace?"

Deshan nodded and said: "Yes, but Mr. Shen still seems to be in very bad health. He needs someone to support him when he moves!"

Hearing this, the emperor frowned again: "...In that case, just pass a soft sedan chair to him."

Deshan agreed and quickly went down to prepare.

With the soft sedan for transportation, Shen Chuan quickly arrived at the imperial study room.

The emperor had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Shen Chuan approaching, he even took a few steps out to greet him.

When he saw Shen Chuan, the emperor was also startled: "My dear, why are you hurt so badly?!"

"Quick, tell Aiqing to sit down!"

Although the emperor had always known that Shen Chuan's injury was serious, after all, he had only heard about it, which could not compare with the shock of seeing it with his own eyes.

I saw that in the past, people who always walked calmly now had to be supported by someone all the time when walking. The steps under their feet were even more frivolous, as if they were about to fall down at the next moment. It was simply shocking to see.

Deshan quickly stepped forward to help and helped Shen Chuan sit down.

Shen Chuan pursed his chapped and pale lips. After several attempts, he still couldn't raise his hand, which made the emperor feel anxious: "Ai Qing, you are so seriously injured. If you don't take good care of yourself at home, why are you traveling here? "

Shen Chuan took a breath: "Your Majesty, I came here this time to ask for an imperial edict."