Chapter 832 Wedding Invitation
Over the past few days, everyone had almost gotten used to his kind and gentle demeanor. Now, upon hearing this cold and hard voice, Chang Wan's heart trembled. She quickly came to her senses, hurriedly put her clothes aside, and then retreated.
Shang Ruyi tilted her head and looked at him: "Why are you angry?"
She wasn't stupid; she could tell that Yuwen Ye was angry, and she also sensed that his occasional, subtle displeasure these past few days seemed to stem from this Chengqian Palace and this garment.
Yuwen Ye stood by the window, one hand on the window frame, his back to her, without saying a word.
Shang Ruyi frowned, her displeasure growing. She glanced at the garment again and said, "Back then, did I want to wear this garment? If you hadn't been trapped here, I wouldn't have come here, nor would I have given birth here."
"..."
Yuwen Ye still did not respond to him.
Shang Ruyi was truly angry this time, and raised her voice: "Yuwen Ye!"
Only then did Yuwen Ye turn around, frowning, and say, "I'm angry with myself, so don't bother me!"
"..."
Shang Ruyi was taken aback.
When she called him by his full name, she was even prepared to argue with him. After all, she had been in a bad mood these days and was no longer afraid of him. But she didn't expect to get such a response. His words also surprised her. He was indeed angry, but he didn't intend to take it out on others. He was just angry in his own heart, which was why he told her to stay away from him.
But--
Shang Ruyi was momentarily stunned, but then she saw him raise his hand and slam the window shut with a "bang." It turned out that he had been holding onto the window frame and had opened it a crack to test the wind outside. At this moment, he turned around and walked back to the bedside, looking down at Shang Ruyi who was still somewhat dazed. He let out a deep breath and whispered, "I just don't want you, and I don't want our child to be tainted with—someone else's scent."
Shang Ruyi's heart skipped a beat.
For some reason, she suddenly felt her face getting hot, and even without looking in the mirror, she knew her face was red.
But she's already a mother...
Thinking about it, her face grew even hotter. Especially when she met the eyes of the person who had clearly lost their displeasure after seeing her blush, and instead had a smile on their face, she could only lower her head and mutter softly, "It's just a piece of clothing."
"Yes, it's just a piece of clothing,"
As Yuwen Ye spoke, he bent down and picked up another garment left by Chang Wan—the one he had previously covered Shang Ruyi with, which had now been washed and returned. He unfolded the large robe, gave it a gentle shake, and then wrapped it around Shang Ruyi. Before she could react, he reached out and, with one hand supporting her back and the other under her legs, lifted her off the bed with a swift motion: "So, just leave it here. Don't look at it again, and don't even think about it!"
After saying that, he picked her up, turned around, and walked out of the inner hall.
His words, brimming with an undisguised domineering and possessive aura, sent another wave of heat through Shang Ruyi's ears and heart. Despite being parents herself, she was still blushing at his words. This thought made her face burn even hotter, and she forgot to struggle, lowering her head so low she almost buried it in his chest.
Then, hesitantly, he asked, "What are you doing?"
"The wind has stopped, it's time to go."
"..."
"What, you don't want to leave?"
"Who said that?"
"snort."
"But I can walk by myself..."
With just a few words, he had already carried her out of the inner palace. This was the first time Shang Ruyi had stepped out of the inner palace of Chengqian Palace in the past few days. Because they were afraid she would catch a cold from the wind, the windows of the inner palace had not been opened for the past few days, and she hadn't even seen much sunlight. Only now did she see that the sun was shining brightly outside. Although there was no wind, the weather had cooled down considerably after the start of autumn. At this time, the sky was high and the air was crisp, and a faint fragrance of osmanthus filled the cool air. The osmanthus trees in the inner palace must have all blossomed.
The fresh air and the refreshing scenery put Shang Ruyi in a great mood.
She couldn't even bear the slight embarrassment she had just felt; she could no longer contain her joy and said to Yuwen Ye, "Let me get down and walk by myself."
Yuwen Ye seemed not to hear her words at all, and continued to carry her out. Just as they were about to leave the main hall, a canopy was indeed waiting outside the hall, with several eunuchs standing there with their hands at their sides. When they saw the Prince of Qin carrying the Princess of Qin out, they all lowered their heads.
Shang Ruyi's face turned red again.
At this moment, she was too embarrassed to even argue, and could only keep her head down until Yuwen Ye walked over and carefully placed her, who was wrapped in layers of clothes like a silkworm cocoon, under the eaves. Only then did he order her to return to Qianqiu Palace, and specifically instructed, "Be careful, and do not let the princess bump into anything."
Everyone hurriedly agreed, and then carefully lifted the eaves.
The journey was very smooth.
Although the road wasn't long, it still took them about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea to get there because they weren't allowed to ride around. While they were still sitting under the eaves, Shang Ruyi could smell the familiar scent of pine and cypress trees outside, and she could hear the joyful footsteps and laughter of Tu She'er and the others coming out to greet her. As soon as the eaves touched the ground, she immediately took Yuwen Ye's hand and walked out.
Finally, they're back home!
Upon seeing the newly cleaned Qianqiu Palace, Shang Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief, as if the last bit of pent-up frustration in her chest had finally dissipated. But just as Yuwen Ye was about to reach out and pick her up again, she immediately took a step back, her face flushed, but she said firmly, "I can walk now!"
Yuwen Ye frowned slightly and glared at her.
Shang Ruyi looked at him, blushing, but she didn't give an inch.
Tu She'er and the others stood around, startled by the sight of the two of them seemingly about to start a fight as soon as they returned. But the next moment, they saw Yuwen Ye sigh softly and then put one hand in front of her: "Help me."
Shang Ruyi immediately smiled, grabbed his wrist, and slowly walked inside.
Tushe'er and the others standing nearby chuckled.
Because Yuwen Ye had been preparing to return, he had specially ordered them to clean the place thoroughly, and even burn incense. Shang Ruyi returned to the familiar palace, the familiar room, sat on the familiar, soft bed, and relaxed completely. She took off her outer garment and asked happily, "Where is the child?"
Tushe'er hurriedly replied, "The little prince ate and then fell asleep at the wet nurse's.
"Sleeping again?"
"Yes, knowing that the Princess was coming back, I was worried that the crowds would disturb the young prince, so I had the wet nurse take him to the side hall to sleep for a while."
Shang Ruyi nodded and added, "Remember to wake him up after he sleeps for a while. Don't let him sleep too long, or he'll make a fuss at night."
"I understand."
After Tusheer finished tidying up her clothes, she left.
As soon as she left, Shang Ruyi couldn't help but laugh again. She turned to Yuwen Ye, who had also taken off his coat and sat down, and said, "How can this child eat so much? He can eat and sleep so much. I was never like this before."
"..."
Yuwen Ye glared at her, but couldn't help but laugh.
Although I was in a good mood, it was probably because I was back in a familiar place. Even though I was still in my postpartum period, some thoughts and worries that had been lingering in my mind before giving birth began to surface again as I returned to the familiar environment.
Shang Ruyi asked, "By the way, how is the matter of the Duke of Shenwu progressing?"
When this was mentioned, Yuwen Ye's expression gradually became serious. He said, "Two days ago, the coffin was sent to Dayan Temple."
"oh."
"Father Emperor even sent someone to inquire about what happened on the day of the Heart Certification, but the old monk knew nothing and didn't say anything new."
This was not unexpected for Shang Ruyi.
She paused for a moment, then said, "It's a pity I'm still within the month, otherwise I should have gone to see the Duke off, at least then there would have been less gossip."
Although she had been recuperating in Chengqian Palace during her postpartum period, she was not entirely unaware of what was happening outside, especially public opinion. With one of the two dukes dead and the other injured, most of the rumors circulating were about Yuwen Ye. If they could step forward, they could at least silence some of the gossip.
However, Yuwen Ye clearly didn't care about any of that.
He glanced at Shang Ruyi and deliberately sneered, "In your current state, you still want to leave the palace?"
Upon hearing his disdainful tone, Shang Ruyi immediately retorted, "What did I do wrong!"
Don't you know how weak your own body is?
"I'm a little weak because of childbirth. Besides, you've been sick too, so why are you looking down on me?"
"When have I ever been sick?"
Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi immediately said, as if she had caught him by the tail, "You still won't admit it? You told me yourself that you had a serious illness when you were a child, and medicine was ineffective. You almost—died."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Ye's face showed a strange expression. After a moment of silence, he said, "I was sick once, but it wasn't because of weakness."
"oh?"
Shang Ruyi found it strange and was about to ask again when suddenly a series of hurried footsteps came from outside. The two of them turned around at the same time and saw that Tushe'er, who had just left, was hurrying back with a solemn expression on her face. As soon as she entered, she bowed to them and said, "Your Highness, Your Highness."
Yuwen Ye sensed something was wrong and stood up: "What's wrong?"
Tusheer said softly, "The Crown Prince's Chamberlain has come to the palace to pay his respects to His Highness and the Princess, saying that he has come to deliver a visiting card."
"Send an invitation?"
Shang Ruyi was still a little dazed. Although she stood up, she was somewhat confused. The funeral of the Duke of Shenwu had been completed. What invitation did Yuwen Qian still need to send?
Yuwen Ye, however, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, turned to look at her, and his eyes flickered.
"Of course, it's a wedding invitation."
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