Chapter 833 The Obscured Storm
"Wedding invitation?"
These two words were unexpected, yet reasonable. After her initial surprise, Shang Ruyi quickly calmed down.
She looked at Yuwen Ye: "Could it be—"
Before she could finish speaking, Yuwen Ye already knew what she was going to say. He nodded calmly and said, "The day after you gave birth, Father Emperor already bestowed a marriage upon him and Yu Mingyue. These days, the Crown Prince has not entered the palace and has not even paid much attention to the affairs of the court. He has been busy in his residence preparing for his wedding."
Shang Ruyi took a deep breath.
Although she knew all this should have happened long ago, and that it was bound to happen, its sudden imminent arrival still left her somewhat at a loss. She calmed herself down and immediately said to Yuwen Ye, "Then you should leave quickly. I'm not feeling well, so I won't see any guests."
Yuwen Ye nodded and stood up. Chang Wan immediately came in to help him dress, and then left the inner hall.
Shang Ruyi remained inside the hall, sitting quietly, seemingly lost in thought.
After a while, as if she couldn't come up with a solution, even the spacious inner hall felt somewhat cramped and suffocating. She got up and walked to the window, intending to push it open, but was immediately stopped by Tushe'er behind her: "Your Highness, you can't!"
Shang Ruyi turned to look at her, and Tu She'er rushed up and grabbed her sleeve: "You can't open the window."
I feel a bit down.
"That won't do either. Imperial Physician Su repeatedly told the Princess Consort not to be exposed to drafts during her confinement period. What if she catches a cold?"
"But I can't breathe."
Hearing her say that, Tushe'er looked around again and said to Shang Ruyi, "Then Your Highness, please sit on the couch. I will open the windows on both sides so that there will be some ventilation and the wind won't blow on Your Highness. But you'll have to close them in a little while."
Seeing her cautious demeanor, Shang Ruyi simply smiled and went back to sit down. Tu She'er opened two more windows, and sure enough, the air in the hall circulated much better.
Shang Ruyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she breathed a sigh of relief, the heavy weight on her heart was not lifted. She sat on the couch, her back still feeling a little weak. Just as she was about to find something to lean on, Tu She'er came forward and brought a soft cushion to place behind her, allowing Shang Ruyi to sit comfortably on the couch.
After doing all this, she didn't leave. Instead, she squatted down, looked closely into Shang Ruyi's somewhat dim eyes, and after a long while, she spoke softly—
"Your Highness, do you not want to see His Highness the Crown Prince get married?"
"I--"
Shang Ruyi almost blurted out "Of course," but then she thought about it and realized something was wrong. Looking down at Tu She'er's worried yet cautious smile, she suddenly seemed to understand something. So she looked at her with a half-smile and asked, "What do you want to say?"
Tushe'er immediately shrank his neck: "No, no."
Shang Ruyi laughed and said, "Do you think that because he was once engaged to me, I don't want him to get married?"
Tushe'er didn't answer, but instead shrank back.
This constitutes the default setting.
Shang Ruyi shook her head and said irritably, "Don't overthink it. Nowadays, even women don't have to be chaste for men, let alone His Highness the Crown Prince. It's just an engagement. I'm not so presumptuous."
She sighed again, and continued, "Regarding that incident—whatever the reason, the responsibility lies with me. It wouldn't be unfair to say I'm sorry to him. After all that, how could I still have the nerve to think that way? How thick-skinned would that be?"
"..."
“If it were any other time, or if he and I were just ordinary people, I would only wish that he would find his sweetheart soon.”
Tusheer breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she was usually whimsical and prone to daydreaming, and fiercely protective of her mistress, she wasn't so extreme as to cling to someone who had clearly been "abandoned" by her mistress and didn't want him to marry. However—
She looked at Shang Ruyi and said softly, "This servant just thought that the Princess Consort seemed a little unhappy because she heard that the Crown Prince was getting married."
Shang Ruyi poked her forehead again, annoyed: "Silly girl!"
"Hmm!"
“I wouldn’t do this no matter who he marries, but he wants to marry the daughter of the Duke of Wushan!”
In this battle at Longmen Ferry, one of the two dukes of the imperial court was killed and the other wounded. Both of them were Yuwen Qian's allies. Given the current situation, it would be strange if Yuwen Qian didn't take revenge on them madly. Shang Ruyi knew very well that the farewell banquet in Chengqian Palace was just the beginning. Marrying Yu Mingyue, a woman he should have married long ago, wouldn't have any emotional impact on them, but the situation was different. Yuwen Qian would definitely take revenge on them madly next!
She couldn't stop all of this from happening, nor could she stop her own anxiety.
Actually, there was something even more worrying for her—
Yuwen Qian's revenge should not end there.
Or rather, based on her understanding of this person's character over the past few days, his methods of revenge shouldn't be so simple. The cup of wine in Chengqian Palace seemed more like a brutal act by Yuwen Cheng with his permission.
As for Yuwen Qian himself, he hasn't made a move yet.
Or perhaps he has already taken action, but they just haven't noticed yet?
Just as Shang Ruyi's thoughts were becoming increasingly chaotic, Yuwen Ye walked in from outside the hall. Tu She'er hurriedly got up, bowed to him, and then left the inner hall. Shang Ruyi also looked up and saw that he was holding a bright red invitation card, so red that it was almost blinding.
She whispered, "It really is."
Yuwen Ye slowly walked over and sat down beside her. His breathing was heavier than before. He said, "Wedding invitation."
"..."
"On the fourth day of the tenth month, at the Crown Prince's residence."
Shang Ruyi took a deep breath—it's next month, and there are only a few days left.
Yuwen Ye looked at her again and said softly, "You didn't have to attend the previous banquet, but you—"
Shang Ruyi immediately smiled and said, "Of course I can't not go."
She was aware of the importance and implications of this. In fact, from the moment she left Chengqian Palace and returned to Qianqiu Palace, she had consciously realized that she was no longer the woman who had just given birth and was still in her postpartum period, who had to close all the doors and windows and keep all her troubles and worries out because she couldn't be exposed to the wind and cold. Shang Ruyi, who had returned here, was now the Princess Consort of Qin, and she needed to continue to face the storms of life.
Therefore, she also needs to know more.
So he asked Yuwen Ye, "By the way, these days I've only been eating and sleeping all day long, and you haven't told me anything about what's going on outside."
"..."
"What was the outcome of the battle at Longmen Ferry?"
Since marrying Yuwen Ye and experiencing numerous battles with him, she has come to understand that the outcome of war is not only about death, victory or defeat, or the capture of prisoners, but also about the conclusions drawn by the forces behind the warring parties.
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Ye's expression darkened slightly.
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