Chapter 96 Sorry to bother you.
However, just as she reached out, a hand suddenly emerged from behind the curtain, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her sharply inside. Caught off guard, Shang Ruyi fell into the private room.
"ah!"
She only had time to let out a soft cry before she was forcefully shoved against the wall, and a hand gripped her neck tightly, rendering her unable to move.
But Shang Ruyi had no intention of making any moves in the first place.
She opened her eyes wide, and in her haste, she met those familiar eyes, those obsidian-like eyes with a restrained, piercing light.
"It's you?"
A familiar, low, husky voice rang out.
Shang Ruyi stared blankly at him for a long while before finally speaking, her voice hoarser and deeper than his, with an undisguised tremor: "It's—you—"
Standing before her was none other than her husband, Yuwen Ye, who should have been in the palace.
At this moment, a hint of emotion appeared on his usually cold and stern face. He seemed unable to believe his eyes, scrutinizing Shang Ruyi repeatedly, wanting to say something, but after uttering those two words, he could no longer speak.
Shang Ruyi was speechless.
Because her gaze went beyond the handsome face in front of him and looked behind him, she saw a slender figure huddled in a corner of the private room, dressed in a turban and robe, the attire of a eunuch.
But Shang Ruyi recognized her at a glance; she was a girl dressed as a eunuch.
The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old. She had fair skin and a beautiful face, and was a stunning beauty. In particular, her big, watery eyes on her fair face still had traces of tears, making her look like a pear blossom in the rain, which made people feel sorry for her at first glance.
However, Shang Ruyi's entire body was as cold as ice.
She couldn't believe her eyes. Ever since she'd reached the third floor and caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in that private room, she'd hoped she was mistaken. But no—
"Second Brother,"
In the quiet private room, where there was hardly a sound of a heartbeat or breathing, a soft voice rang out.
But the one who uttered that name wasn't Shang Ruyi, who froze instantly as if struck by lightning; it was the captivating beauty who cautiously stepped forward, looking at Yuwen Ye's somewhat stiff back, and whispered, "She is yours—"
Yuwen Ye glanced back at her, then looked at Shang Ruyi.
His expression was complicated. He didn't answer the girl, but stared intently at Shang Ruyi: "Why are you here?"
"..."
For some reason, despite the intermittent pain in her chest, Shang Ruyi almost burst out laughing.
It's probably because this question is just too funny.
It was so funny that she even forgot to ask a question back, but she still answered very seriously: "I came here with my uncle and aunt to have a feast - even though you have gone to the palace, I still have to go home to visit them."
As he spoke, he glanced at the girl again.
Then she looked at Yuwen Ye and said, "Sorry to bother you."
Yuwen Ye's brows furrowed immediately.
Shang Ruyi reached out and tried to pry the hand that was gripping her neck, wanting him to let go. But for some reason, although Yuwen Ye's hand wasn't suffocating her, it didn't loosen its grip either.
The arm gripped her tightly like an iron clamp, and Shang Ruyi tried to pull it off several times, but there was no sign of it loosening.
She smiled again: "You, is there anything else you want to say to me?"
"..."
Yuwen Ye still looked at her with a furrowed brow.
After a while, the hand finally showed signs of loosening.
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