Just as the two were feeling confused, Tushere knocked forcefully on the door knocker, and they heard an impatient voice from inside say: "My master has been convicted, and the madam is overwheld with grief. We are not receiving guests today. Please return."
Tushere replied irritably: "See who we are before driving us away!"
Upon hearing her voice, the doorman quickly opened the gate, and seeing Shang Ruyi and Yu Wenye walking to the entrance, hurriedly ca out, bowing in apology and invited them inside.
The atmosphere inside the house was naturally bleak and somber.
Upon stepping into the main hall, they saw Yu sitting there with red, swollen eyes, evidently having cried all night. Shen Wuzheng stood next to her, whispering sothing likely intended as comfort. Despite looking a bit weary, his handso face was calm and collected, showing no signs of distress or panic.
Shang Ruyi imdiately walked in: "Aunt!"
Yu raised her head to see her, suddenly both surprised and pleased, and then felt aggrieved, her eyes red as she said: "Why, why have you co? Have you heard the news too?"
Shang Ruyi nodded, walked over to hold her hand. Though it was just the beginning of autumn and not cold, Yu’s hands were icy, her face pale and bloodless, looking as if she had aged several years.
She had already endured much suffering before.
Feeling anguish in her heart, now seeing her aunt like this made her even more distressed, nearly bringing her to tears. Yu, seeing her sorrow, instead reassured her: "Oh, it’s nothing. Why did you go to such lengths to co here?"
"Aunt, with Uncle imprisoned, how could I stand by and do nothing?"
"It has nothing to do with you. It’s your uncle, who wouldn’t live peacefully and had to cause trouble!"
At this point, Yu beca more aggrieved, gritting her teeth: "Bringing this catastrophic disaster, not only does he suffer, but he also makes us all worry for him—I’ve truly had enough of this life! This ti, once he returns safe and sound, I’m, I’m definitely going to divorce him!"
Hearing this, Shang Ruyi felt both sorrow and amusent.
Since childhood, she had heard countless tis Yu saying such words in anger; each ti she spoke, even if Uncle was right, he would relent. It took only two or three words to amuse her aunt; yet this ti, the one who could cheer her with teasing words was not by her side.
Who knows if he can ever return to make her smile again.
Thinking this, Shang Ruyi felt an indescribable anguish in her heart, while Yu felt even more sorrowful, sobbing: "Why does he not understand that no matter how important the world is, it can’t be more important than himself?"
"..."
"No matter how he’s advised, he won’t listen."
"...!"
Though her words were complaints, they made Shang Ruyi’s heart skip a beat.
Yu Wenye seed to sense sothing as well. He subconsciously raised his head to look at Shen Wuzheng, who showed no expression as he gently said: "Mother, Young Master Yu Wen is here, you shouldn’t say such things."
Yu, who was originally a naive and lively woman, had always been pampered by her husband and son, regardless of her age. She rarely paid attention to propriety. Until Shen Wuzheng reminded her, and she saw Yu Wenye standing in front, she wiped her tears and said: "I’ve embarrassed you, Second Young Master."
Yu Wenye replied: "Aunt, please don’t say that."
Everyone offered so comforting words, and Yu finally invited the two of them to sit down. She also had tea served, but naturally, none of them were in the mood to leisurely sip tea or chat. They talked about Shen Shiyan’s matters, and Shang Ruyi told them about Yu Wenquan’s concerns and worries. Upon hearing this, Yu beca even more anxious.
Yet Shang Ruyi still said: "But Aunt, rest assured."
"..."
"No matter what, I will find a way to save Uncle. I will definitely, definitely not let anything happen to him!"
"Ruyi..."
Yu felt comforted yet still worried about her husband. Unable to hold back at this mont, she finally shed tears. Shen Wuzheng quickly offered so words of comfort and asked soone to help his sowhat distraught mother to rest. Yu had no choice but to be assisted away.
At this ti, only the three of them were left in the hall.
Amidst the grief, a hint of gravity subtly perated the atmosphere.
Yu Wenye, who had remained silent, lifted his head to look at Shen Wuzheng, saying: "Brother Fu Ming, I just heard Aunt say she advised Uncle Shen, but Uncle didn’t listen. Could it be—"
"Indeed,"
Shen Wuzheng nodded slightly, saying: "In fact, before entering the palace yesterday, Father already knew that Your Majesty would likely summon him to the palace to inquire about the events leading to Emperor Wen’s passing."
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