There should still be that person, because of having "no sha", who was chosen by Shen Wuzheng from the start to do that disgraceful thing and was misunderstood, despised, even cursed for days by everyone, Pei Xingyuan; although after a few days, the misunderstanding was resolved, everyone understood his difficulties, and his infamy was cleared, but—
Those few days that passed, were indeed the late days.
Now, it seems as if it really is too late. Facing her, Shang Ruyi had a thousand words to say, but at this mont, couldn’t utter a single word.
After a long silence, she just smiled softly and said, "Do you have anything to say, let us talk?"
"..."
Su Qinglan looked up at her and was silent for a long ti as well.
Then she said, "Please, Young Madam, on my behalf, and on behalf of everyone here, thank Mr. Pei. Thank him."
Shang Ruyi took a deep breath and smiled, "I will."
Upon hearing these words, Su Qinglan bowed her head, said nothing more, just bowed to Shang Ruyi, and turned to leave.
Her slender back resembled the seemingly carefree yet slightly desolate figure of Pei Xingyuan when he left Changle Square. Looking at such a back, Shang Ruyi could only sigh deeply.
Outside Changle Square, facing that bright, domineering face, the smile in Yu Wenye’s eyes had completely dissipated, leaving only a hint of coldness, and he said, "What do you want to say to ?"
Yu Mingyue smiled at him and said, "Second son, do you know I ca looking for you?"
Yu Wenye replied indifferently, "Your carriage followed us all the way; besides, if you were looking for my wife, it’s not necessary today, nor in front of . You should have other opportunities to et and speak of things not ant for others to know."
"...!"
Yu Mingyue’s gaze flickered suddenly.
After a mont’s silence, she smiled again and said, "The second son is indeed perceptive."
"..."
"It seems like the second son should also have seen that there is so relationship between and the Young Madam."
"..."
"Then, does the second son know what exactly is the relationship between us?"
Yu Wenye’s pupils slightly darkened.
Yet on his face, there was no sign of joy or anger, only the usual cold indifference: "Yu Mingyue, regardless of that poem ’Guanghan Guest’, just from that boulder you had people drop in the valley, you and I have long been at odds."
"..."
"So, if you want to sow discord, you can be more direct, whether I believe it or not, depends on ."
Yu Mingyue’s expression stiffened, then she imdiately laughed, and said, "The second son is indeed extraordinary."
"..."
"However, the feud between the second son and does not lie in that poem, nor in that boulder, but in the plague in Fufeng, and the dicines I emptied."
Yu Wenye’s face darkened, his cold eyes as sharp as knives, fixed on her.
Despite her resolute nature, Yu Mingyue instinctively felt fear under such a gaze and her eyes involuntarily shifted away.
Yu Wenye slightly raised an eyebrow: "So—"
"Therefore,"
Yu Mingyue took a deep breath again, and when she looked at him again, her smile was slightly stiff, but she slowly said every word without missing a single one: "The second son, you and those behind you should have long guessed that I have the ability of ’foreknowledge’."
Yu Wenye looked at her: "So what?"
Yu Mingyue finally found a breather, took a deep breath, and a mysterious smile appeared on her face again, "So, doesn’t the second son yet understand what the relationship between and the Young Madam is?"
"..."
Yu Wenye’s breath paused.
Without waiting for him to react, Yu Mingyue smiled and said, "The Young Madam ’snatched’—stole quite a bit of information from ."
Yu Wenye furrowed his eyebrows, finally revealing a trace of shock on his face: "What are you saying?"
Yu Mingyue smiled and said, "Does the second son not believe it?"
"..."
"If the Young Madam did not obtain that information from , how could she go against her father’s dying wishes, and defy the desires of all the elders, to—"
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