"..."
"As for the people around , it’s best if they benefit what I do, but it’s fine if they don’t."
"..."
"But after eting you..."
Shang Ruyi looked at him with sparkling eyes: "After eting , how so?"
Yu Wenye looked into her bright eyes, sighed lightly as if with a sense of lant, rested his chin on Shang Ruyi’s forehead, gently nuzzling, and said: "I think, having you is enough; and for you, having should be enough too."
"..."
"If possible, I do not wish for there to be anyone else between us."
His voice, already deep and magnetic, was now tender beyond asure, probably because these words, though never intended for his lips, had truly lingered in his heart, and thus erged from its depths. Shang Ruyi, resting against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, absorbing the pleasant warmth and scent, felt as if she were in a dream upon hearing these words.
Even more tender and intoxicating than the beautiful dream before.
However, neither of them were the kind to irrationally fall into a fantasy; there was always a string in their hearts to keep them grounded. After a brief indulgence, Yu Wenye continued: "But Father has changed the Dynasty."
Shang Ruyi’s heart skipped a beat, saying: "Yes."
"So so things are destined."
"Yes."
Yu Wenye did not make things too clear, but she already understood in her heart — Yu Wenquan’s change of Dynasty destined that the identities of the three sons beneath his knee would no longer be ordinary. While Yu Wencheng, regardless of ability or temperant, couldn’t compare to his two brothers even with wings, both Yu Wenye and Yu Wenqian had the capability to vie with each other.
Therefore, when he said it was destined, it ant he was bound to strive for the position of Crown Prince.
Yu Wenquan’s favoritism towards the eldest legitimate son also destined that his journey would be fraught with hardship.
And the Empress Dowager Jiang and Chu Ruoyan, who held the last bit of influence, would certainly assist him, also ensured that Chu Ruoyan would inevitably remain by Yu Wenye’s side.
Yu Wenye slowly said: "If the Da Ye Dynasty hadn’t reached its end, even if I rejected her, she could still survive; but now that I’ve married her, if I ’use’ her and then abandon her—"
At this point, he looked down at Shang Ruyi: "She wouldn’t survive."
Shang Ruyi imdiately said: "Of course, I’m not that."
Though she "minded," in her heart, she never had the thought of forcing Yu Wenye to abandon Chu Ruoyan, even if she could sense Chu Ruoyan’s hostility towards her due to the matter of Chu Yang. After all, she hadn’t laid a finger on her.
Compared to the filthy ans of Yu Mingyue, Chu Ruoyan was much purer, much cleaner.
Moreover, as a fellow woman, Shang Ruyi could empathize with her despair and pain before and after the fall of her country and family; Yu Wenye was not only her emotional tie, but also her last lifeline in this world. If Yu Wenye truly abandoned her, the humiliation would be unimaginable for an ordinary person.
Not to ntion being a woman, even as a person, Shang Ruyi herself would not agree.
So she said: "I was just—thinking."
After speaking, she lowered her head again and leaned against his chest, murmuring: "Really, just thinking."
Yu Wenye also lowered his head, looking at her face, half-covered by her slightly disheveled hair. These days of wandering had indeed been hard on her, the little chubbiness on her cheeks had disappeared, and her thin face revealed a heartbreaking haggardness.
Yu Wenye was silent for a long ti, finally, as if he had made up his mind, he leaned into her ear and softly said: "Not just you, I’ve thought about it too."
Shang Ruyi looked up at him: "Thought about what?"
Yu Wenye looked into her eyes and said: "I’ve thought about not having any other won."
"...?"
Shang Ruyi was stunned.
For a mont, her mind went blank, and even when she ca back to her senses, she didn’t know how to respond to this sentence. Whether Yu Wenye said it to comfort her, or—
Seeming to understand her confusion, Yu Wenye smiled faintly and said: "In the past, I only thought about it in my heart, never told you, because I couldn’t guarantee I could do it."
"..."
"But now that I’ve told you, it’s a kind of guarantee."
"..."
"You once told not to deceive you, not to hide things from you, and not to hurt you. I promised you all of that, and moreover, I will never fail you."
"...!"
This ti, Shang Ruyi’s mind was completely blank.
She stared at Yu Wenye blankly, listening to his promises—she understood how proud this man was. Whatever was in his heart, no matter how delightful, if he couldn’t guarantee to achieve it, he wouldn’t say a word to please you, but once he spoke, nothing could stop him—not mountains of swords, seas of flas, nor the depths of Hell.
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