Chapter 473 How could this be? It's raining.
"Of course, we should take the initiative."
After those words were spoken, the room fell silent again, but this time the silence was not the dull calm of the previous silence, but a suffocating silence where even heartbeats and breathing suddenly stopped.
The sound is—
For a moment, Shang Ruyi truly forgot to breathe and feel her heartbeat.
Almost instinctively, she turned her stiff neck, her gaze trembling as if it were about to shatter, and slowly looked at the bed.
Yet all that could be seen was that figure with its eyes closed, quietly asleep.
"...!"
Her heart sank, as if she had just been sent to the highest heavens and then thrown back down. Even though it hadn't shattered, the overwhelming sense of loss made her heart feel like it was about to burst.
Did I hear that right?
These days, the unfulfilled desires that linger in her dreams have once again caused her to hallucinate.
Shang Ruyi suppressed her disappointment and forced herself to maintain a calm expression, at least not too out of line, before turning to face Yin Changyue and Dai Junliang. But when she looked at them, she saw that they were also shocked, staring wide-eyed at the person on the bed.
Did they mishear too?
At this moment, Shang Ruyi's mind was in chaos, yet she seemed to sense something. However, before she could recover from the immense disappointment and reach a conclusion, that weak voice, now clearer than before, rang in her ears once more—
"It was me who said it."
"—!"
This time, she didn't hesitate. She quickly got up, walked to the bedside, lowered her head, and held her breath as she looked at the person on the bed.
My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of my chest.
But she tried her best to suppress her breathing, fearing that even a slightly louder exhale would blow away the illusion before her like scattered sand and dust.
Then, trembling, she saw the long eyelashes covering her tightly closed eyes tremble slightly, as if they were truly being stirred by her breath, like a caged bird struggling to flap its wings. After struggling for a long time, the eyelashes finally slowly lifted up.
A pair of deep, starry eyes slowly gathered a dazzling light as they looked at her.
In an instant, the world seemed to disappear.
Shang Ruyi stared intently into those eyes, her soul seemingly being drawn into them. Trembling, she parted her lips slightly and, almost instinctively, called out, "...Feng, Feng Chen," relying on a sliver of memory in her heart.
The next moment, a series of heavy and disordered footsteps shattered the tranquility of their eye contact. Yin Changyue and Dai Junliang stumbled in, and upon seeing that Yuwen Ye had opened his eyes, they were both surprised and delighted. Yin Changyue, in particular, exclaimed with joy, "General, you, you're finally awake!"
A thunderclap suddenly exploded in the clear sky.
This earth-shattering roar also brought an end to the nearly month-long hellish heat that Fufeng had been enduring since Xue Xiandong's arrival. As everyone gathered in the room, looking with great joy at the General who had finally woken up from his serious illness and coma, a torrential downpour drenched the land that had been scorched the night before.
Faced with the overjoyed, even tearful, faces of the crowd, Yuwen Ye uttered the first two weak words to prove that he had finally woken up. His third sentence, however, came from a low sigh that seemed to come out of nowhere as he listened to the torrential rain.
"How could that be? It's raining."
"...?"
Everyone was taken aback.
Although no one knew why he said those words, everyone was so overjoyed that they had no time to dwell on their doubts. The crowd hurriedly filled the room, and Tu She'er called He Wenzhu, who had just been sent back to rest, to check his pulse again. They confirmed that his condition was no longer serious and that he would recover as long as he rested quietly. This made Mu Xian and the others so excited that they almost shed tears.
In their ecstasy, they also told him intermittently about the events of the past few days, especially the battle the night before.
Finally, Yin Changyue said in a trembling voice, "It's wonderful that the General has recovered from his illness!"
"..."
Yuwen Ye listened quietly to everyone's stories.
Although he had been in a coma for a long time, he needed to know what had happened during these days. Also, it was because of his serious illness and bedridden state that he was temporarily unable to move. The three sentences he had just managed to say had already exhausted his energy. The only bit of strength he had left was for listening and watching.
Even just listening and watching is very strenuous.
At this moment, Shang Ruyi sat on the edge of the bed, letting him lean against her shoulder. With each breath, she could feel his body trembling slightly, and his pale lips lost the little color that had finally appeared with each breath.
Looking at him like this, Shang Ruyi frowned, but remained silent.
Those around them remained silent at the sight—although the two of them acting like this had a rather intimate, marital air that was absolutely inappropriate for the military; after these past few days, everyone, even Mu Xian and Cheng Qiao who had been following them, had come to know Shang Ruyi anew, and understood that this seemingly weak but resolute general's wife possessed a strength they had never known before.
Therefore, no one felt there was anything wrong with the two of them acting this way.
After a long while, sensing that his breathing was still very weak, Shang Ruyi said softly, "The kitchen has prepared rice soup and porridge. Would you like to have some?"
Yuwen Ye glanced at her but didn't say anything.
Shang Ruyi seemed to have received an answer. She waved for Wo Xue to bring over a bowl of thick rice porridge, steaming hot and fragrant with rice. She brought it over herself and blew on it to cool it down before feeding it to Yuwen Ye.
Yuwen Ye silently drank a few sips, which was much easier than when he was unconscious before. Before long, he finished half a bowl of rice soup, and his eyes became brighter.
Just as Shang Ruyi took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, he looked up again, glanced at the eager crowd in the room, and his lips moved slightly.
"What?"
Shang Ruyi was taken aback and was about to lean closer to listen when Nie Chong, who was standing in the corner of the room, whispered, "The general is asking about Shan Tong'er."
After saying that, he stepped forward and said softly, "General, yesterday Shan Tong accompanied Madam back and dealt with Song Yu and the others. After Madam rested, he left the government office and went to the city gate to recite the Rebirth Mantra for those who died in battle outside the city. He should be back in a little while."
Shang Ruyi was taken aback upon hearing this.
But thinking about it, it's not surprising. Although Shan Tong'er followed them to fight, he had been a monk since childhood, and he was no slouch when it came to fighting enemies. His compassion was genuine.
Yuwen Ye listened and nodded slightly.
After a while, his weak breathing became more stable, and his gaze slowly swept over everyone's excited expressions, finally settling on Shang Ruyi's pale and almost wooden face.
Then, she said softly, "You, you've all worked so hard these past few days."
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