Chapter 505 Do you want me to beg her?
Shen Wuzheng shook his head and said, "Silly girl, do you really think I can predict the future?"
"Well."
Shang Ruyi was taken aback, and when she met Shen Wuzheng's smiling eyes, she immediately came to her senses—yes, even she herself, with such an experience, could not know everything, let alone others.
Perhaps Shen Wuzheng is incredibly insightful about many things, but he is ultimately not a god.
Shang Ruyi murmured, "Since we don't know, then—"
Shen Wuzheng said, "Although we don't know what kind of disaster the appearance of the comet foretells, disaster is the source of all things. So I think what we should pay attention to is this."
"..."
"Perhaps this is our turning point."
Can disaster become an opportunity?
Shang Ruyi felt that this was like a fantasy, but the person who said it was Shen Wuzheng. She knew that Shen Wuzheng would not speak without reason, and he would not joke about his father's life.
After a long silence, she murmured, "I hope so..."
Seeing her still somewhat dazed expression, Shen Wuzheng didn't say much. He simply raised his head and exchanged a glance with Yuwen Ye, who had been silently watching him. Both of them seemed to have the same deep emotion in their eyes, but neither of them said a word.
Just then, a maidservant from Madam Yu's side came over and said softly, "Young Master Yuwen, our lady invites you in to speak."
"Um?"
Everyone in the lobby was stunned for a moment.
Shang Ruyi's eyes widened in surprise. Yu Shi had always been close to her. Even if they were to meet alone and talk for a while, she should have called her. Why would she have called Yuwen Ye?
Yuwen Ye was clearly somewhat surprised: "Your wife?"
"Yes."
"..."
Yuwen Ye hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay." He then turned to Shang Ruyi and said, "I'll be right back."
Shang Ruyi nodded, watching him follow the maid into the backyard. Only after Yuwen Ye's figure disappeared through the side gate did she slowly withdraw her gaze, somewhat dazed. Shen Wuzheng also turned to look at her, as if understanding her perfectly, and softly comforted her, "Perhaps, Mother has something to tell him. Don't worry."
"Um."
In fact, Shang Ruyi wasn't worried at all.
No matter how the people and things in this world change, there are some people she can always trust—among them, her aunt and Shen Wuzheng.
There was also Yuwen Ye.
Therefore, even if there were things she didn't understand, she wasn't too worried.
Seeing that her expression had softened, Shen Wuzheng thought for a moment and then asked, "By the way, Ruyi, I heard that when you went to Fufeng this time, there was some news of an epidemic. Is that right? Who got sick?"
Shang Ruyi said, "It's Feng Chen. Brother, don't you know?"
"I've only heard such rumors circulating, but it would be better if you told me the specifics."
“He is indeed sick, and…”
Shang Ruyi recounted their experiences in Fufeng to Shen Wuzheng. When he heard about the tragic scene of 80,000 soldiers building a mound of skulls and Yuwen Ye's subsequent illness and bedridden state, Shen Wuzheng's expression grew increasingly solemn. After Shang Ruyi finished speaking, he simply frowned and remained silent, as if deep in thought.
Shang Ruyi asked, "Brother?"
Shen Wuzheng immediately snapped out of his daze, looked up at her, and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
Shang Ruyi smiled and shook her head.
Shen Wuzheng then asked, "Then, that young master—"
Mentioning Yuwen Qian, Shang Ruyi's eyes dimmed slightly. In fact, up until now, Yuwen Qian didn't seem to have done anything to them. Not only that, before setting off for Fufeng, he had tried his best to dissuade Yuwen Ye because of his health problems. After arriving in Fufeng, it was Yuwen Qian who gave her that convenient veil. Although he didn't participate in the battle of Fufeng, in the most crucial battle, it was still him who stood shoulder to shoulder with her and fired an arrow to defend the gates of Fufeng.
Upon closer examination, it seems that he was more helpful to them than not.
But for some reason, whenever he was mentioned, Shang Ruyi couldn't help but feel a little heavy-hearted. Perhaps it was because she could never see through those bluish-gray, transparent eyes and what emotions were hidden there.
Or perhaps, it's because I feel guilty that I've developed a sense of resistance?
After all, to him, I have always been—
"As one wishes?"
Just as Shang Ruyi's mind was in turmoil again, Shen Wuzheng's gentle voice rang in her ears, bringing her back to her senses. Shang Ruyi looked up and met his concerned eyes: "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"
"No, it's nothing."
Shang Ruyi shook her head, then regained her composure: "Brother, you just asked—"
Looking at her face, a faint light flashed in Shen Wuzheng's eyes. He shook his head and smiled, "It's nothing."
Actually, Shang Ruyi wasn't too keen on talking about Yuwen Qian with others. After all, there were too many things she needed to keep from him, and if she let them slip, things would become even more complicated. So she was relieved to hear that Shen Wuzheng wasn't asking. But after thinking for a moment, she asked, "By the way, brother, when we came here, we saw several people outside the door, including Minister Lu from the Ministry of War and Doctor Wen, who was on good terms with Uncle."
"I know."
"Their purpose in coming here is—"
A hint of a smile played at the corners of Shen Wuzheng's eyes. He was originally cold, but when he looked at Shang Ruyi, he unconsciously softened his expression: "What do you think?"
Shang Ruyi thought for a moment and said, "They want to save my uncle—no, more than that."
"..."
Although Yuwen Yuan and Yuwen Ye made it very clear yesterday that Shen Shiyan's use of the word "crime" constituted deceiving the emperor, it was unlikely that the court officials would openly submit a joint petition to protect him. This would be because it would tell the emperor that so many people supported him, and if signs of factionalism and rebellion were formed, the emperor would not show Shen Shiyan any mercy.
But all of this is said publicly.
What people do and what they think is not something the emperor can control.
Whether intentional or not, some people must have agreed with what Shen Shiyan said this time, and countless people have even imagined it—that's why so many people came to his door after he did this.
They were also trying to find a way, not just to save Shen Shiyan's life.
They probably want to use this opportunity to accomplish something.
That is—
The atmosphere in the lobby grew increasingly heavy, even carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.
Just as Shang Ruyi was struggling to breathe, feeling as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing on her chest, a hand touched her shoulder. The fingers were long and slender, not as thick and powerful as those of a military general, but they contained a gentle strength. With just a light touch, it was as if the heavy burden on her heart was lifted in an instant.
Looking up, I saw Shen Wuzheng.
He said gently, "Don't worry too much."
"..."
"No matter how big the problem is, I'll be there for you."
Hearing him say that, Shang Ruyi felt a warmth in her heart and suddenly felt that even if a huge difficulty came down, she didn't need to worry.
So he nodded gently: "Mm."
After discussing for a while, Yuwen Ye came out from the backyard. Although his face showed no emotion, when he returned to Shang Ruyi's side, Shang Ruyi could still feel that his gaze was more serious than before.
She was about to ask him, "What did your aunt say to you?" but before she could speak, Yuwen Ye said, "It's getting late, we should go back."
"ah?"
Shang Ruyi turned her head and glanced around. Sure enough, it was almost noon.
Normally, she would probably have wanted to stay and have dinner with her aunt and Shen Wuzheng, but today there was clearly no such atmosphere. Shen Wuzheng also said, "I won't ask you to stay for dinner today."
Shang Ruyi nodded, then stood up with Yuwen Ye, only asking Shen Wuzheng to bid farewell to Madam Yu before leaving.
Outside the gate, it seemed someone had just been refused entry.
A lingering sense of heaviness and loss remained in the air, and that feeling also clung to Shang Ruyi. As she boarded the carriage and slowly left the Shen residence, she couldn't help but sigh softly, and sorrow once again crept onto her brow.
Even knowing that his uncle did this intentionally, resolving it would still be a major problem.
As for what Shen Wuzheng said about turning crisis into opportunity...
It's not that easy.
In this world, those who can turn disaster into opportunity are probably all gods.
Thinking of this, she sighed heavily again.
Just then, a warm body gently pressed against her. Shang Ruyi was startled and turned her head to meet Yuwen Ye's deep eyes. He was looking down at her and said, "Now, is there anywhere else you want to go?"
"..."
"I'll go wherever you want to go."
"..."
Shang Ruyi looked at him, remained silent for a moment, then gently shook her head and said, "I'm not going anywhere. Let's go home."
Yuwen Ye raised an eyebrow slightly.
Without any further instructions, the driver continued on his way to the Yuwen residence. Neither of them said anything more, and the carriage fell into an odd silence.
After an unknown amount of time, Yuwen Ye finally spoke in a deep voice: "I thought you would want to go to the palace to ask for help."
"...!"
Shang Ruyi's lowered eyelashes trembled slightly, making her gaze seem to flicker as well.
She remained silent for a while before shaking her head and saying, "I'm not going."
Yuwen Ye looked down at her: "Why?"
Shang Ruyi said, "When asking for help, you also have to consider the other party's attitude."
"..."
“Especially her.”
"..."
“If she refuses to give me a chance—like yesterday, she may well know what happened in the Liangyi Palace, but she didn’t say anything and just let us leave the palace like that—then even if I wanted to ask her for help now, I would have nowhere to turn.”
"..."
"But if she wants to give me a chance, even if I don't beg her, she will find a way to make me beg her."
Yuwen Ye looked at her, his gaze deepening.
He said, "Then, if she gives you a chance, will you beg her?"
"...!"
Shang Ruyi's heart skipped a beat.
After a long silence, she raised her head to look at Yuwen Ye, her eyes as deep as a stagnant pool, yet stirred by the turmoil in her heart.
She said, "Do you want me to beg her?"
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