A lifeti together, just the two of us...
As drowsiness crept in, Shang Ruyi unconsciously whispered this phrase and slowly closed her eyes, drifting into a dream.
Perhaps it was because of those inexplicable words Yu Mingyue had just said, Shang Ruyi’s dream started off a bit chaotic. At one mont, she saw many people carrying dung, chopping wood, tilling fields, and weaving cloth. Then, she found herself in a completely unfamiliar scene, devoid of the familiar yellow earth and lush green trees, without pavilions and towers, intricately carved beams, and painted columns. Instead, there were so unfamiliar towering pillars reaching straight into the sky, adorned with glittering transparent windows, surrounded by oddly dressed people moving about.
Where is this place? And who are these people?
She was greatly surprised. The sheer unfamiliarity instinctively stirred a sense of fear within her, and a self-saving, sobering thought imdiately arose in her mind—
This is a dream!
So, there is no need to be afraid!
As soon as this thought erged, everything around her dissipated like smoke, leaving no trace. Next, as if echoing in her ears, was the phrase she had been silently reciting before falling asleep: A lifeti together, just the two of us.
This almost sweet phrase cald her down again, filling her heart with sweetness. She even felt as if she was enveloped in a warm spring breeze, incredibly comfortable.
At this mont, a pair of familiar large hands, carrying a familiar warmth, wrapped around her, pulling her into a familiar, solid chest.
Half-asleep, Shang Ruyi opened her eyes. Perhaps due to the similarity between the dream setting and her current reality, she wasn’t startled when she woke up. She looked at the person before her with dazed eyes, noticing his smile, and the gentle touch of his arm around her waist, like the spring breeze in her dream. She couldn’t help but relax more, burrowing softly into his embrace.
Yu Wenye’s smile deepened, and he lowered his head, gently pecking the corner of her lips.
The familiar sweet taste satisfied him imnsely, so as he continued to kiss, he slowly pried open her soft lips, delving deeper. Gradually, Shang Ruyi’s breathing beca rapid, and she grew more awake. Unable to help herself, she let out a sticky murmur, and just before she felt suffocated, she reached out to push him away.
"No!"
Yu Wenye, caught off guard and barely balanced on the edge of the bed, nearly fell off when she pushed him.
Fortunately, he managed to regain his balance and avoided an embarrassing fall.
He couldn’t help but frown and ask, "What’s wrong?"
Shang Ruyi beca a little more alert, looking at the eyes so close to hers and his warm lips. Embarrassed, she buried most of her face in the blanket, whispering, "You drank alcohol."
Yu Wenye raised an eyebrow, rembering how she had complained about the "sll" just now at Bai Fu Hall due to his drinking.
So he blew out a breath, checking himself. Fearing her disdain, he had already bathed and rinsed again just now to rid of the sll.
So he said, "There’s no sll now."
But Shang Ruyi still refused to "give in," pushing him again: "You drank. That’s not okay."
Only then did Yu Wenye realize it wasn’t about the "sll," but about his drinking. Confused, he asked, "Why is it not okay to drink?"
Shang Ruyi blushed– she was too embarrassed to tell Yu Wenye that before her marriage, her aunt Yu had shared many private talks with her, including this marriage advice: if the husband drank, it was best not to sleep together, and if they did, it was best to avoid conceiving that night.
At the ti, Shang Ruyi didn’t understand and vaguely agreed, but Yu was afraid she wouldn’t take it seriously. She warned that in their village, several n drank excessively and stayed rarely sober, and their wives bore children who turned out to be dull or foolish. Those n would claim their wives were at fault, abusing or even divorcing them.
Yu angrily added, "I think it’s because of the drinking."
She sighed and told Ruyi, "Having children brings the most hardship to won. Especially since Ruyi, you’re marrying into the Duke Mansion with the previous engagent cancellation, any further mistakes could make your life there difficult. So you must bear this in mind."
However, due to her "transaction" with Yu Wenye, Shang Ruyi didn’t take it to heart.
Not until Yu Wenye rescued her from the Western Turks, confessed his feelings, and expressed his desire to have a child with her, did Shang Ruyi recall it. From then on, she not only paid attention to whether Yu Wenye had drunk before coming to her, but every ti they shared intimacy, if he hadn’t overwheld her into sleep, she would instinctively place a cushion under her feet to avoid conceiving.
Of course, she was too shy to ntion these to Yu Wenye, so she kept silent today as well.
She softly asked, "Didn’t you go over there tonight?"
Originally waiting for her answer, but instead hearing this unrelated question, Yu Wenye instinctively replied, "You weren’t feeling well, so I was worried about you."
Then, as he realized what he said, his expression grew cold. He looked at Shang Ruyi in displeasure: "Do you really want to go over there?"
"..."
Usually, Shang Ruyi might pacify Yu Wenye, perhaps suggesting, besides herself, he had obligations and responsibilities to spend ti with Chu Ruoyan too.
But tonight... perhaps due to the phrase "A lifeti together, just the two of us," she couldn’t bring herself to speak those words.
After quietly eting Yu Wenye’s slightly angry gaze for a long ti, she found herself inexplicably shaking her head, then reached out to wrap her arms around his waist, pressing her soft body against his. She felt his body stiffen, seemingly surprised and "honored." Facing his astonished eyes, Shang Ruyi softly said, "No."
"..."
"I still wish for you to be by my side."
"...!"
This ti, Yu Wenye was truly "honored."
He even lightened his breathing, as if fearing a deeper breath or a heavier heartbeat would be loud enough to wake this mont’s dream. After a while, he raised his hand to embrace Shang Ruyi, pressing his palm firmly against her back. Feeling her warmth through the cloth made it all real, and he took a deep breath, tentatively asking, "What’s gotten into you today?"
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