At this mont, Shang Ruyi, amidst her excitent, also started to notice that figure. She felt sowhat familiar, yet not entirely so, and as she raised her hand to shield her eyes and carefully discern, she suddenly heard Yu Wenye beside her gasp.
"...!"
Shang Ruyi couldn’t help but turn her head to look at him in surprise.
She saw that on Yu Wenye’s usually impassive face, there appeared a hint of surprise, mixed with a clear expression of joy.
Then, he murmured, "It’s him—"
It’s him? Who is it?
Shang Ruyi grew even more perplexed and quickly turned her head to look ahead. Her legs instinctively tightened around the horse’s belly, urging her mount to go faster.
Finally, their leading party slowly approached the resting pavilion.
Shen Wuzheng, clad in a blue robe that seed to wrap around the gentle breeze, was already smiling as he approached. His gentle eyes were filled with happiness upon seeing Shang Ruyi in the sunlight, and it spilled over, settling into the dimples at the corners of his smiling lips, creating a heartwarming tenderness.
And Shang Ruyi, at this mont, cared for nothing else. She tightened the reins, and even before her horse fully ca to a stop, she swiftly dismounted and briskly walked up to him.
"Brother!"
"Ruyi!"
When the siblings t, they were both joyful and excited. After Shang Ruyi called out "Brother," she found herself at a loss for words. It was Shen Wuzheng who imdiately held her hand and looked her up and down, frowning: "You’ve lost weight."
"Huh?"
Shang Ruyi was stunned, wondering how much weight she could have lost in less than a month.
But if Shen Wuzheng said it, then it must be true.
Throughout his life in the Shen Family, his word was final, and even though she had married, it didn’t seem to change her obedience to her elder brother.
She simply laughed: "I always lose weight in the sumr."
Shen Wuzheng gave her a reproachful look, but couldn’t bring himself to be harsh, and asked, "Did you get hurt?"
"No."
"But I heard rumors that you fought in person."
"Brother, those are exaggerated claims. Don’t believe it. I never even descended from the city wall."
"Really?"
"Of course!"
Shen Wuzheng chuckled softly, clearly not convinced by her assurance, but seeing his little sister standing lively and intact before him, most of the past worries and dangers could be forgiven.
He let go of a huge stone in his heart and then looked up, glancing behind Shang Ruyi.
At this point, Yu Wenye was still on his horse.
Facing Shen Wuzheng, his brother-in-law, even though he was the Great General, he should dismount and greet him, but at this mont, he sat unmoving on horseback.
But it wasn’t arrogance.
He was using all his strength to suppress the excitent within, yet even with such extre restraint, he couldn’t control his rapid breathing, his heart pounding like thunder, his eyes wide open staring behind Shen Wuzheng.
Another person finally slowly descended from the pavilion.
He treaded with a wobble, seemingly retaining so of the noble son’s elegant deanor from the past. However, after too long without practice, his movents were unfamiliar and sowhat stiff, appearing sowhat amusing in the eyes of old friends.
Yet, Yu Wenye couldn’t laugh.
Not only could he not laugh, but at this mont, even Shang Ruyi, who had been joyfully facing her brother, couldn’t laugh when her gaze crossed Shen Wuzheng’s shoulder and landed on that person.
Her breath even caught.
Shen Wuzheng didn’t say much, but just pulled Shang Ruyi gently aside, allowing the two people to directly face each other.
Yu Wenye’s eyes slowly turned red, and after taking another deep breath to press down the sourness in his heart, he suddenly flipped off his horse, taking a few steps forward, only stopping a few steps away from the other person.
And the other person had already spread his arms with a broad smile—
"Feng Chen, I’m back!"
"...!"
Yu Wenye remained silent and motionless, seemingly not intending to respond to the hug request. The other person appeared not really expecting a hug, dropping his arms imdiately and showing a displeased expression: "You’re still the sa."
But, he’s not the sa.
At least ordinarily, Yu Wenye wasn’t as agitated, eyes red, and breath unstable as he was now.
He fixed his gaze on the other, with clear excitent and joy of reunion shining in his deep eyes, remaining silent for a long ti before finally speaking in a hoarse voice: "You really are back."
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