At this mont, Shang Ruyi could no longer feel any emotions.
Unease, apprehension, even embarrassnt, awkwardness—those feelings that had just surged up, or had been waiting for this mont of confrontation, were all cut off by the words "seeking wife."
What remained was only the almost empty gaze and mood of this mont.
Yet, after everything felt empty, a bit of anger arose in her.
Yu Wenye, why did he have to say those two words?
He was indeed here to find her, and she was indeed his wife, but at this mont, he had many ways, many explanations, to perfectly gloss over this matter among the three of them.
After all—
She had once been promised to Yu Wenqian!
Now remarried to him, even if the brothers were deeply affectionate, even if she and he were finally united as husband and wife, the relationship between her and Yu Wenqian was a wound that was once bloody, and even if now scabbed, still very conspicuous.
So, what he should be doing, isn’t it to disguise his presence here, and wait until when others are present, to bring out the facts that the three have t, and she and Yu Wenqian have also t.
That way, wouldn’t everything naturally pass?
Why did he have to say "seeking wife" at this mont?
Just as Shang Ruyi’s mind was in turmoil, and growing more and more agitated, that calm and peaceful voice sounded again, seemingly with a hint of laughter: "So, you’re Shang Ruyi."
"..."
At this mont, even if Shang Ruyi wanted to erase her own presence, it was impossible.
She took a deep breath, slowly turned her head, and looked at Yu Wenye.
And at this mont, Yu Wenqian finally removed that headscarf, put down all external items belonging to him, beca "Yu Wenqian," and for the first ti looked at "Shang Ruyi"—
In that instant, Shang Ruyi’s heartbeat stopped for a mont.
Strangely, this person had disturbed her dreams countless tis, had torn her life apart, yet she had never thought of what he should look like, and now, this person stood in front of her, elegant, noble, with a gentle yet distant expression, and his mouth carried a barely discernible smile, seemingly compassionate, yet filled with sarcasm, making her feel no unfamiliarity at all.
It was as if this person should be like this.
But this person, after all—
Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of guilt, and even a bit of sha she hadn’t dared to think about or face these days, like a deserter, happily carefree, suddenly facing the heroic spirit of a brother who had once fought beside her but died on the battlefield.
Her face instantly flushed, and she lowered her head.
"..."
At this mont, Yu Wenye’s eyes twitched slightly.
Compared to his almost expressionless cold sternness, Yu Wenqian was calr, his face maintained a constant smile, the corners of his mouth still carried that slight curve, with a semblance of a smiling implication, calmly looking at the person in front.
Then he said: "Sister-in-law."
"...!"
Shang Ruyi’s face alternated between blushing and pale.
Fortunately, at this mont, she was lowering her head, no one saw her expression, nor did anyone know that her heart was so painful it felt like it was about to break.
In that intense pain, she softly said: "Elder brother."
A gust of wind suddenly blew out from the Buddhist Hall.
This Buddhist Hall had been abandoned for a long ti, and inside there was not even a Buddha statue, the incense table and the ground were covered in dust, and this gust of wind stirred up the dust, filling the Buddhist Hall with smoke.
In the midst of that swirling smoke, a pair of gray-blue eyes flickered with a peculiar light.
The next mont, Yu Wenye’s voice could be heard saying: "Also seeking you."
"...?"
"...!"
These words were abrupt; both were taken aback, and hurriedly turned their heads to look at him, only to see him calmly looking at Yu Wenqian, so dust even resting on his long lashes, yet his gaze was as cold as a frosted mirror, exuding a clarity rooted in calm.
Yu Wenqian imdiately understood that his words were continuing from "seeking wife."
He smiled and said: "Seeking , for what?"
Yu Wenye replied: "Just now, Father sent Xue Daotong and others to search everywhere in Dayan Temple for Elder Brother, saying that you promised to return to him imdiately after the Dharma Assembly. But after the Inner Altar Dharma Assembly ended, your whereabouts were unknown."
"..."
"Father thought you had broken your word again."
Yu Wenqian smiled as he looked at him and said: "Not this ti."
"Oh?"
Yu Wenye’s gaze flickered: "Why?"
Yu Wenqian faintly smiled, yet smiling, he began walking out, the clearer the sunlight shone on his face as he neared the door, also illuminated his gray-blue eyes to be clearer and more transparent, and the emotions inside completely evaporated in the sunlight.
He said: "Just now I ntioned, Feng Chen has been shouldering the family’s matters for these years."
"..."
"Now, it’s my turn."
"...!"
Shang Ruyi’s heart suddenly trembled.
She instinctively turned her head to look at Yu Wenye, only to see him smiling and saying: "If that’s the case, then no matter how difficult or hard it gets in the future, our Yuwen family can move forward!"
"Indeed."
At this mont, a commotion from outside sounded, it seed like Xue Daotong really brought people over.
Yu Wenqian faintly smiled: "Let’s go."
After speaking, he took a deep breath and then stepped out of the Buddhist Hall.
Though his figure remained as slender as before, though he was still dressed in a white monk robe, the mont he stepped out, the previous carefree floatiness like white clouds was gone.
Shang Ruyi knew it was his first step into the mortal world!
Looking back, Yu Wenye’s expression was grave, seemingly aware of this as well, he kept watching Yu Wenqian’s silhouette disappear outside the door, only then did he also take a deep breath.
Only then did Shang Ruyi softly ask: "Why?"
"..."
Yu Wenye slightly raised his eyebrows and looked down at her.
Shang Ruyi’s face still bore so lingering blush, but what was redder were her eyes when she lifted her head to look at Yu Wenye; after that mont just now, she almost cried out, though she held back, she couldn’t help but redden her eyes.
Yu Wenye did not speak, simply reached out to grab her wrist, and walked outward.
His hand seed a bit uncontrollably forceful, gripping her slightly painfully.
Shang Ruyi did not break free, also knowing she couldn’t, she could only let him hold her, walking out of the Buddhist Hall, imdiately seeing Xue Daotong ahead had already led people to greet Yu Wenqian, everyone’s faces full of joy as if devotees who had long prayed to the Buddha had finally received enlightennt.
Shang Ruyi could only softly, through gritted teeth, ask: "Why exactly?"
"..."
"Why did you say those two words just now?"
Yu Wenye did not look at her, rely coldly said: "If I didn’t say it, would you have stayed to exchange a few more words with him?"
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