Chapter 465 Can You Predict the Future?
"Who ordered you to do this?"
The moment those words were spoken, the entire council hall fell silent, and Yin Changyue, who had been standing next to Shang Ruyi, gasped in shock.
None of them expected Shang Ruyi to ask such a question.
However, when he actually heard him ask that question, he suddenly came to his senses. Even though Song Yu was the Grand General of the Army, he was still an official of the court and had no conflict with Yuwen Ye. Under normal circumstances, he had no reason to go against the will of the people and harm the court's Grand General during the battle between the two armies.
unless--
"Who ordered you to do this? Tell me!"
Shang Ruyi spoke again, her voice now even more ruthless. With each word she uttered, Shan Tong'er tightened her foot on Song Yu's chest, causing Song Yu's face to turn deathly pale, and he could barely breathe.
Everyone held their breath and stared intently at him, waiting for him to say something.
Song Yu gritted his teeth, looked up at Shang Ruyi, his face pale and his eyes bloodshot, as if he were struggling with something.
Just then, a series of hurried and heavy footsteps suddenly came from outside, breaking the silence in the council hall. Everyone subconsciously looked up and saw a young guard rushing over.
Shang Ruyi recognized him at a glance; he was one of the soldiers who had patrolled with Cheng Qiao that day.
She hurriedly asked, "What is it?"
The soldier ran to the main entrance of the council hall, panting, and said to Shang Ruyi, "Madam, you must go and see quickly. The Second Young Master—the General—is not doing well."
"What?!"
Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi was immediately shocked. She didn't even care about what was happening in front of her and hurriedly tried to walk to the backyard. However, she stopped at the door, turned around and glanced at Song Yu, who was being trampled on the ground by Shan Tong'er. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Lord Yin, please lock him up first and have someone keep a close watch on him."
Yin Changyue immediately replied, "Okay."
Shang Ruyi glanced at Ma Xu again and said, "He also—"
By this time, Ma Xu had long since lost the strength to react, and was slumped against the wall like a lamb to the slaughter. Yin Changyue immediately said, "I will handle it, please rest assured, Madam."
Shang Ruyi nodded and hurriedly went to the backyard.
Throughout the journey, she was extremely anxious, wishing she could sprout wings and return to Yuwen Ye's side.
Finally back in the courtyard, Shang Ruyi pushed open the gate and saw Cheng Qiao standing at the door with several people, looking anxious. It seemed that they wanted to go in but were blocked outside. Turning to look into the inner room, she saw Yuwen Qian sitting by the bed, one hand reaching out to the unconscious person on the bed, as if he was about to do something to him.
"Feng Chen!"
In her haste, Shang Ruyi didn't bother asking any more questions and immediately rushed into the inner room.
As soon as she reached the bedside, she choked on her breath.
She then noticed that Yuwen Ye on the bed had a sickly, burning red flush on his cheeks, while his lips were pale and even beginning to turn bluish. His chest was heaving weaker and weaker, and his Adam's apple was bobbing up and down as if he were struggling with something.
He can't breathe!
Sitting next to him, Yuwen Qian put two fingers together and slowly moved them down his throat, from Tiantu to Zigong, then Yutang, and finally stopped at the Tanzhong acupoint, giving it a forceful tap!
"...!"
Shang Ruyi's heart suddenly trembled.
She then remembered that after the fire that day, she was also unable to breathe due to smoke inhalation, and it was he who saved her using this method!
Thinking of this, she stopped in her tracks, holding her breath as she watched Yuwen Ye on the bed, his brows twitching as if he were enduring immense pain, yet not a single groan could be heard.
He has been like this all these days, silently enduring any injury or illness, no matter how serious or minor.
Shang Ruyi bit her lower lip, feeling as if her heart was about to break apart.
However, that little bit had no effect; the unconscious man still clenched his teeth, unable to exhale.
Yuwen Qian's brows furrowed, and he pressed down hard with his fingers, almost crushing Yuwen Ye's chest, but there was still no improvement.
Yuwen Qian stared intently at Yuwen Ye's lips, which were gradually turning purplish-black, and said in a deep voice, "Feng Chen!"
The person on the bed did not respond at all.
His breath grew weaker and weaker.
"Get out of the way."
Just as Yuwen Qian's expression grew increasingly solemn, Shang Ruyi's deep voice sounded behind him. He turned around and saw this calm woman walk forward. Without even waiting for him to move aside, she sat down on the edge of the bed.
Yuwen Qian couldn't help but step aside.
Then, Shang Ruyi looked down at Yuwen Ye's tightly closed lips. She didn't say anything, but simply reached out and gently pinched his cheeks, which had become noticeably thinner due to his illness over the past few days, and then slowly leaned down—
She pressed her lips to his.
"...!"
Yuwen Qian's gaze sharpened.
At this moment, Shang Ruyi no longer cared who was present or who was watching. All her energy was focused on this one instant. When their lips met, a warm but calm breath entered Yuwen Ye's mouth. Immediately, his chest seemed to be freed from its restraints, and he heaved violently.
He finally regained his breathing!
Shang Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief, slowly straightened up, and watched as his face gradually calmed down, and the purplish discoloration on his lips faded away.
It's alright...
Thankfully, everything is alright now.
A relieved smile appeared on her tightly pursed lips.
But the next moment, her heart clenched again.
Because they were so close, she could clearly feel that although Yuwen Ye's breathing was weak, his breath was burning hot; moreover, his cheeks were sickly, with a faint, almost smoldering red, but his body was ice cold, as if some unknown karmic fire was burning inside him, but it only burned inside and did not show at all.
It seemed as if they wanted to burn away the last bit of his life.
He really doesn't have much time left.
"Feng Chen..."
Shang Ruyi murmured softly, as if she wanted to say something, but all her words were left unsaid in the mingling of their breaths as they were so close together.
She whispered to herself, "It's okay."
As if hearing this heartfelt sentiment, although he was already exhausted from the torment, Yuwen Ye's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed. However, because he had just furrowed them so tightly, several fine lines remained in the center of his brow. Shang Ruyi couldn't help but reach out and gently rub them away for him.
Then, he raised his head and looked at Yuwen Qian, who was standing to one side.
At this moment, a few rather unusual vertical lines appeared between Yuwen Qian's brows.
It was rare to see him with such a solemn expression, and at this moment, there was an added layer of complex emotions beneath the solemnity, as if the scene just now had deeply shocked him. Although Yuwen Ye had regained his breathing, he seemed to be suffocating at this moment.
Even her two hands, hanging at her sides, were clenched into fists.
Shang Ruyi thought for a moment, then stood up and said, "Big Brother."
"..."
"I'm sorry for making you laugh, brother."
"..."
Yuwen Qian didn't say anything, he just looked at her intently.
After a long while, he finally revealed a faint smile, but that smile seemed to carry an indescribable loneliness and desolation, which only flashed by and instantly turned gentle and peaceful. He said, "Sister-in-law, what are you saying? We are all relieved that Fengchen is alright."
"Um."
After saying this, the two of them fell silent, as if they didn't know what else to say.
The atmosphere became inexplicably heavy and even awkward for a moment. After a while, Yuwen Qian finally spoke up: "Sister-in-law, did you come here now because things over there have been resolved?"
Shang Ruyi glanced at him: "Does my elder brother know that I have something to deal with?"
Yuwen Qian said, "I guess I know."
"Why?"
Shang Ruyi stared intently at him, as if trying to discern something from his light, bluish-gray eyes: "Why did you know, brother?"
Yuwen Qian glanced at her again and said, "I guessed."
"..."
"And I guess your sister-in-law has already found the real culprit who set fire to your house that day and harmed Fengchen and you."
"..."
"I just don't know how my sister-in-law will deal with them."
"them?"
Shang Ruyi's gaze sharpened further: "Brother also knows that there is more than one person, and presumably, he also knows who they are."
Yuwen Qian said, "Song Yu, and Ma Xu."
"..."
"Moreover, Song Yu should be the mastermind, and Ma Xu is just an accomplice. So, sister-in-law, you should mainly deal with Song Yu."
"..."
"This, is also what elder brother guessed?"
"yes."
Shang Ruyi looked at him in silence. After a long while, she suddenly said, "Brother, how come you seem to have foresight?"
Yuwen Qian's eyes flickered as he looked at her: "Sister-in-law, do you think there are people in this world who can predict the future?"
"..."
Shang Ruyi frowned.
But she didn't answer, only looked intently at Yuwen Qian: "What do you think, elder brother?"
"..."
The two stared at each other in silence for another moment.
This silence, however, was not one of quietude; rather, it seemed as if something sharp was clashing in the stillness. It was less a silent stare and more a silent confrontation.
After a long pause, Yuwen Qian smiled faintly.
He said, "In this world, where is there such a divine person who can predict the future?"
At this point, he seemed unwilling to continue the topic. He glanced down at Yuwen Ye, then looked at Shang Ruyi, and said with a solemn expression, "Now, Xue Xian's forces have been temporarily repelled, and they should not pose a threat to Fufeng's safety for the time being; the people who secretly harmed you have also been dealt with by you, sister-in-law. Now, shouldn't we talk about Feng Chen's illness again?"
"..."
“I said before that Fengchen only has three days left to recover from his illness.”
"..."
"Today is the third day."
"..."
“Just now, if it weren’t for you risking your own safety to save him, Fengchen might not have made it. But you can’t keep doing this.”
"..."
"Now that he's like this, what are your plans?"
Shang Ruyi said, "My plan is to let him continue to recuperate here."
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Qian's brows furrowed again, and he said in a deep voice, "He will die!"
"He won't!"
Hearing her confident words, Yuwen Qian's eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze toward Shang Ruyi deepened. When he spoke, there was a subtle undertone in his words.
He said, "Sister-in-law, what you're saying makes it sound like you can foresee the future."
"..."
Shang Ruyi took a deep breath and looked up at Yuwen Qian.
She said, "Yes."
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