Sitting at the side, Yu Wenye slightly furrowed his brow, "Why are you sighing?"
"Ah?"
Shang Ruyi quickly masked it with a smile upon hearing this and said, "By the way, you don’t recognize him. Didn’t you ever visit Ban Yan Temple when you were a child?"
"Never been here."
"Don’t usually co either?"
Yu Wenye shook his head, "No."
Shang Ruyi said, "You don’t co to worship Buddha?"
Yu Wenye still shook his head.
Shang Ruyi widened her eyes, looking at him, and after a while, she softly said, "You don’t believe in God Buddha?"
Yu Wenye glanced at her and said, "I don’t believe."
Shang Ruyi was even more surprised and said, "You don’t believe there are God Buddha in this world?"
Yu Wenye pondered again and then said, "People believe in God Buddha in two ways. One believes there are God Buddha in the world, and the other believes God Buddha can bring them benefits. What I don’t believe is the latter. As for whether there are God Buddha in this world, it has little to do with ."
Shang Ruyi said, "Then you—"
Yu Wenye smiled faintly, "I have always believed that if you want sothing, you have to fight for it yourself. Doing nothing but hoping for miracles from God Buddha, isn’t that laughable."
Shang Ruyi still looked at him in surprise, but after a while, she smiled again.
Thinking about it, she shouldn’t be surprised, because Yu Wenye was just such a person. In the world, everyone has monts of weakness and helplessness, seeking help from God Buddha, but he—at least until now, she had never seen this man appear weak or helpless, it seed this would never happen to him.
She smiled and said, "So you believe in yourself."
Yu Wenye said, "People are supposed to believe in themselves."
He said this very plainly, as if it was as natural as eating or sleeping, but every word of this sentence was thick with untold arrogance that Shang Ruyi couldn’t help but think, he and that exalted ruler, sharing the sa arrogance, looking down on the world, not even knowing who among them was more arrogant.
Can the world tolerate two such arrogant people?
After resting for a while, they continued on their way, and soon arrived at Ban Yan Temple.
Today, there weren’t many people in the temple either. The monk who received them was the sa one who had helped settle everything when they last brought the morial items, welcoming them politely inside. This was their first ti coming to the temple since the item placent, so they held a ceremony in a Buddhist Hall, and by the ti it was all finished, the day had passed.
The two of them temporarily decided to stay overnight at Ban Yan Temple.
It wasn’t the first ti they stayed at this place; the monk led them to a room in Layman Forest. Pushing the door open, it looked familiar, it was the sa room they stayed in when they last ca for Guan Yunmu’s morial service.
Shang Ruyi smiled, "Last ti we ca, we also stayed here."
The old monk smiled, "Not many people stay in this room, besides you two, it was the young master from your noble house who also stayed here more than half a year ago."
As soon as he finished speaking, the room beca quiet imdiately.
Shang Ruyi’s expression suddenly turned somber.
As it turns out, they had stayed in this room last ti too, no wonder that night, she vaguely heard Yu Wenye asking the monk about Yu Wenqian, but she didn’t expect it was the sa room.
To say what she feared most in the Yuwen Family was not what a typical wife would fear—trouble from in-laws or Aunt Hui’s subtle challenges, or Yu Wencheng’s difficult nature, or even Yu Wenye’s past cold indifference toward her.
What she feared most was soone bringing up that young master—Yu Wenqian.
Yet, she couldn’t avoid it.
Looking back at Yu Wenye, his eyes seed to flicker with sothing, but there was no expression on his face, he just calmly said, "Thank you for your trouble."
The monk put his hands together, "Amitabha Buddha, please feel free to do as you will."
After speaking, he turned and left.
Though he left, the atmosphere in the room turned heavy, not only heavy but also sowhat awkward. Yu Wenye didn’t show anger, but Shang Ruyi could still see from his indifferent deanor that so places in his heart that shouldn’t be touched seed to have been touched again.
She thought for a mont and softly said, "The room feels a bit stuffy, how about we go for a walk?"
Yu Wenye glanced at her, calmly nodding.
Thus, the two of them went out.
At this ti, the sun hadn’t set yet, the orange-red sunlight spilled over the snow accumulated by the roadside, reflecting dazzling light, even making it feel not so cold. The two walked along the corridor out from the side gate of Ban Yan Temple, then followed the path for a while, finally seeing a platform ahead, seemingly ant for people to stop and enjoy the scenery, with monks having specially built a row of railings around it.
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