Shang Ruyi then smiled slightly.
Yu Wenquan looked up at her again and said, "But Ruyi, are you really completely relying on that prophecy, and that so-called ’disaster’ this ti?"
Shang Ruyi thought for a mont and didn’t answer, only softly said, "Father, Ruyi has a request."
"Oh? What is it?"
"Tomorrow, regardless of the outco, I hope Father will not interfere."
"..."
"Please leave this matter to to resolve."
"Resolve?"
These two words imdiately caught Yu Wenquan’s attention—unlike those two sheltered emperors and the Eldest Princess in Liangyi Hall, he clearly understood that every word of Shang Ruyi’s was digging a pit for those two people.
It seed to use disaster as a lure, but there was a deep aning behind it.
But what he didn’t expect was that Shang Ruyi indeed had another thought about this "disaster," and those deeply thoughtful eyes looked at his daughter-in-law, pondering as he said: "Do you really believe a disaster will occur?"
"..."
"Are you going to resolve the disaster?"
Shang Ruyi took a deep breath and said, "Yes."
Yu Wenquan’s brows furrowed slightly, and he asked, "Why are you so certain?"
Shang Ruyi looked at him and, after a few hesitations, ultimately said nothing more, only softly stating, "Father, there are so things Ruyi cannot fully explain to you—at least not right now. Since Father just praised Ruyi so much, please also grant Ruyi the sa trust."
"..."
"Please leave this matter to Ruyi to resolve."
"..."
This ti, Yu Wenquan’s gaze deepened even further.
If it were ordinary family matters, like when Shang Ruyi first wanted to break off the engagent and remarry; or, on a slightly larger scale, when she insisted on accompanying Yu Wenye on the campaign to Fufeng, he could readily agree. But this matter is different, it’s not family affairs, not military affairs.
It relates to the great affair of the state, affecting the common people and the fate of the country.
No one can easily agree to such a matter, especially soone in his position. It’s as if carrying the family mission, and carrying the fate of countless people while walking a tightrope on a cliff, even a minor mistake, or an untily sigh, could plumt him into an abyss.
But—
He looked at Shang Ruyi, this daughter-in-law who, since marrying into the Yuwen Family, may not bring him tangible benefits like other noble family daughters, or like the Princess who had admired Yu Wenye since childhood from the palace, but he never regretted choosing this daughter-in-law from a declining family for his second son. Her wisdom and determination, not competing but possessing strength within gentleness, not only benefited the entire family but also surprised him.
He could almost trust any of this daughter-in-law’s actions or decisions.
So now—
Yu Wenquan was silent for a long ti, finally slowly looked up at Shang Ruyi, and solemnly said, "Father can agree with you."
Shang Ruyi imdiately said joyfully, "Thank you, Father!"
Yu Wenquan waved his hand and said, "Alright, you may go back. You’ve been to many places today and you must be tired. Tomorrow morning’s court session requires your full effort."
"Ruyi understands, Ruyi takes her leave."
After speaking, Shang Ruyi stood up, gave a salute, and hurriedly left the study.
Once she was gone, Yu Wenquan sighed heavily, as if feeling that his decision had been sowhat hasty, it was such a big matter to leave on such a young daughter, it seed a bit too much.
However—
As he was pondering, he saw Xue Daotong already standing outside the door and imdiately asked, "Has Qian’er returned?"
Upon hearing this, Xue Daotong imdiately stepped inside a few steps, bowed his head and said, "To the Duke, the princely heir has not yet returned."
"Not yet returned?"
Yu Wenquan frowned tightly and said deeply, "The family matters have co to this point, why has he not been ho these past few days?"
Xue Daotong chuckled along and said, "Perhaps the princely heir has been busy with official duties since his new appointnt as the Vice Minister of the Ministry of War."
Yu Wenquan sighed softly, just waved his hand, and Xue Daotong retreated.
The night over Yuwen Mansion deepened further.
After leaving the study, Shang Ruyi didn’t imdiately return to her room but first went to take a bath, after all, she had visited the dungeon today and gave so instructions to Tushere before returning to her room with a sense of moisture still clinging to her.
In the room, only a weakly glowing candleholder stood beside the bed, and Yu Wenye had already gone to bed.
As she approached, she saw him lying on his side, facing inward, seeming to have fallen deeply asleep.
His breathing was heavy.
Shang Ruyi looked at him for a while, got into bed silently, lay beside him, thought for a mont, then turned a little and moved closer to him.
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