The First Daughter-in-Law of a Prestigious Family

He said: "We can divorce." She said: "No, I want to be your father's daughter-in-law!"

When all was settled, she finally managed to preserve her entire family amidst the u...

Chapter 230 Feelings That Should Never Remain

Chapter 230 Feelings That Should Never Remain

Just then, Mu Xian walked in from outside with several letters in his hand. As he sorted through them, he said, "General, these letters are from the Duke and the Grand Duke—"

He froze before he could finish speaking.

When he looked up, he saw two people sitting side by side in the tent. Yuwen Ye's hand was still on Shang Ruyi's face, stroking the corner of her mouth. The atmosphere was obviously not ordinary; the gentle and romantic atmosphere was palpable even with his eyes closed.

Upon seeing him enter, Shang Ruyi immediately turned her face to the side, but inadvertently revealed her burning red ear tips.

Yuwen Ye's hand remained frozen in place, somewhat stiffly. After a long while, he seemed to come back to his senses, looked at Shang Ruyi, and then glared back at her.

But at this moment, he also felt somewhat lost.

In that brief moment, his reaction, both mentally and physically, was unfamiliar and unsettling. He didn't know why he had acted that way, nor why Shang Ruyi's small gesture had caused him to become somewhat out of control. Now, someone entering to interrupt his uncontrolled behavior didn't seem like a bad thing.

Although, he still harbored a simmering anger.

Mu Xian couldn't help but feel miserable.

He hadn't expected to stumble upon such a scene, especially when he met Yuwen Ye's clearly angry gaze. His legs went weak, and he could only stammer, "I'm so sorry—Young Master, I—"

Yuwen Ye let out a deep breath before asking seriously, "What is it?"

As he spoke, he stood up and walked over.

Mu Xian braced himself and presented the letter in his hand, saying with a somber tone, "I just received a few letters, which were forwarded from the post station. Please read them yourself, young master."

Yuwen Ye reached out to take it.

But when he reached out, he noticed a little bit of soup that had just been wiped from Shang Ruyi's lips on his thumb. He frowned, and without thinking, he instinctively put his thumb to his lips and sucked on it.

"...!"

He froze completely.

Not only him, but Shang Ruyi, who was sitting on the bed, also froze when she saw this scene. Even though Yuwen Ye's fingers had already left her cheek, for some reason, the place where he had touched her suddenly felt a strange sensation again, especially the corner of her lips, which felt tingly and numb, as if his fingertips were still there. That feeling made her tremble and feel hot.

The atmosphere inside the tent became even more tense.

It seemed that at any moment, a single needle prick would completely pierce through the lantern paper that was still barely holding on to the surface.

But at this moment, Yuwen Ye was already somewhat flustered. He hurriedly reached out and took the letters, saying in a deep voice, "Let's talk outside."

After saying that, she strode past Mu Xian and walked out without looking back. Mu Xian was also a little flustered. Although he didn't know what had happened, he seemed to understand something. He hurriedly bowed to Shang Ruyi and then turned and followed her out.

Only Shang Ruyi remained, sitting on the bed.

My heart is pounding.

Some feelings that I know I shouldn't have anymore seem to be slowly growing and expanding in this moment of uncontrollable heartbeat...

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Yuwen Ye, who had stepped out of the tent, seemed to have calmed down.

He calmly opened and read through the letters. Although his brow furrowed slightly when he read one of them, he didn't show much emotion. He simply put all the letters back into their envelopes and put them away.

Mu Xian stood aside, hoping that his rashness had not offended his young master.

He said cautiously, "Young master, what should we do now—"

Yuwen Ye said, "You can have people pack their things now."

Mu Xian's eyes widened: "Are we preparing to return to the capital?"

Yuwen Ye said, "We can leave once the official decree arrives. However, we cannot move now. Let's pack our things first to avoid being too flustered later."

"yes!"

Mu Xian was overjoyed and immediately turned to go down and inform his men.

But after taking only two steps, Yuwen Ye called out to him, "Wait a minute."

Mu Xian quickly stopped and returned to his side: "Is there anything else you need, young master?"

"..."

Yuwen Ye did not speak immediately, but only glanced at him. After a long while, he said calmly, "Tonight, you will lead a patrol personally. The entire Huangtu Ridge must be inspected."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Mu Xian stood frozen in place like an icicle, and after a long while, he finally came to his senses—what he had done would eventually come to "retribution".

So he said with a dejected look, "Yes..."

He dejectedly summoned a group of men to join him on a patrol in the bitter cold of the snow-covered mountains. Looking back at his retreating figure, a faint smile involuntarily appeared on Yuwen Ye's usually stern face.

After laughing, his brow slowly furrowed again.

Actually, he didn't quite understand why he wanted to "punish" Mu Xian. Mu Xian had been his bodyguard and personal guard since childhood. Usually, in the military camp, only he could enter his tent without reporting. What Mu Xian had just done was just a very common practice.

Why did he feel a moment of anger, wishing he could throw this person to the ends of the earth?

Or rather, did he disturb him?

What did I disturb?

If Mu Xian hadn't barged in just now, what would he have done?

Just thinking about it made Yuwen Ye suddenly feel a rush of breath, and the violent beating of his heart made him feel restless—especially when he thought about how, under the rubbing of his thumb, Shang Ruyi's soft, pale lips slowly regained a little color, like a red plum blossom suddenly falling in the snow, so striking and beautiful, and seemingly exuding a faint fragrance...

What will he do?

Yuwen Ye suddenly felt a little afraid to think about it.

He has always had an absolutely perfect plan for his life. He does not allow himself to make a single mistake, nor does he allow the people around him to make a single mistake that affects him. Therefore, even when he marries this unexpected wife, he has to include her in his arrangements and plans and does not allow her to become an obstacle to him.

But right now, while she's still making arrangements and plans, his own heartbeat and emotions are already in chaos.

Surprisingly, I'm still flustered because of her...

A surge of anger rose within him, and Yuwen Ye couldn't help but clench his fists.

He wanted to see just how far she could disrupt him, and also to see if he had the self-control to put everything back on track.

With this thought in mind, he made up his mind, slowly turned around, and walked back to the tent step by step.

Inside, it was so quiet that there wasn't a sound.

Yuwen Ye took a deep breath, reached out, lifted the tent flap, and went inside.