After a while, they moved a little closer.
The room was so quiet that only the sound of two people’s breathing could be heard.
So, she clearly heard, besides her own cautious breathing, another clear and heavy breath through the thin layer of clothing.
Shang Ruyi suddenly understood.
But the person beside her remained lying on his side, completely unable to see his expression at that mont, and even less likely to know his current mood — although Shang Ruyi could sowhat guess, she knew clearly that even though she visited so many places and t so many people today, the hardest challenge was always right here.
So, she gently lowered her head, resting her forehead against his firm back.
Then she softly said, "Feng Chen."
Just these two words, and she imdiately heard the heart in that chest give a heavy thump, causing her own heartbeat to waver for a mont.
She imdiately took a deep breath, trying to steady her mind.
But the person in front of her seed unable to hold back any longer, and in a low, hoarse voice, he asked, "Speak."
Before Shang Ruyi could react, he continued, "You said it’s not what I think, then what is it?"
"..."
"You want to trust you, you say the final decision is mine."
"..."
"But what is it that you really think?"
His voice was actually pretty calm, but it was a suppressed kind of calm, and Shang Ruyi clearly felt that his speech was faster than usual, and lying so close to his back, hearing his heart pound like a drum.
At this mont, his mood perhaps was no calr than when I beat the drum to assist him against Xue Xian.
Shang Ruyi thought for a mont and said softly, "What I think is actually very simple."
"..."
"It’s just about the future for you and ."
"...!"
She felt Yu Wenye’s body tremble slightly. Shang Ruyi took a deep breath and solemnly said, "I know, father is bound to succeed."
"..."
"Then, why can’t we let him succeed because of us?"
"..."
"Before you went to Wanggang Village, you once said you needed that rit — but now it seems, those rits might not be enough, you need even greater accomplishnts."
"..."
"This ti, maybe it’s our opportunity."
"..."
Yu Wenye remained silent for a long ti before speaking in a strange tone, "Certain, to succeed?"
The word "certain" he used heavily — although looking at the current situation, everyone knows that Yu Wenquan is but a step away from the throne, yet throughout history, how many have stopped at that last step, and how many have fallen on that very step.
Who can so confidently say "certain"?
Moreover, achieving rit is one thing, but becoming the price of "betrayal" is another.
He knew very clearly he only felt sibling affection towards Chu Ruoyan, not romantic feelings; now, to marry soone he had considered a sister from childhood, without the wary pull of Chu Yang towards them, he indeed was unwilling but not incapable; however, the thought that Shang Ruyi had aided in this matter turned that unwillingness into fury.
Yu Wenye gritted his teeth and sneered, "What, can you foresee the future?"
"..."
The room fell silent.
Though he had ant to shut Shang Ruyi up with his words, the ensuing silence seed not because Shang Ruyi was left speechless.
Instead, it seed like there were a thousand words in the silence, surging within the soft body pressed against him.
Yu Wenye seed to feel sothing, slowly turning to face Shang Ruyi.
The light in the room was still dim, but he clearly saw the solemn expression on the young woman’s face, her forehead still resting on his chest, as if she was truly contemplating how to answer this question.
In other words, her response was not the almost certain "no" that everyone else would say.
Yu Wenye frowned, looking down at her, "Why?"
"..."
Shang Ruyi was silent for a long ti before suddenly saying, "Feng Chen, do you rember the story Jiang Yu once told us?"
"Jiang Yu? Who is that?"
"Oh, the old man at the halfway point of Ban Yan Temple, telling stories to the children. I t him at the Dayan Temple festival last ti; he said his na was Jiang Yu."
"..."
Yu Wenye furrowed his brow, why bring up a stranger at a ti like this?
But the next mont, his breath hitched.
Because he rembered, the story Jiang Yu told was about —
Reincarnation?!
Yu Wenye took a deep breath, his bright eyes staring intensely at the person in his arms, and said in a serious tone, "What, are you trying to say?"
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