Chapter 112 Your feelings are truly valuable.
For some reason, Shang Ruyi suddenly felt a chill.
Mingming, Yuwen Ye did nothing, so why did she feel that he was angry?
But what's there to be angry about?
Shang Ruyi composed herself and continued, "This is the only thing I can do for you—but it should be what you want, right?"
"..."
“As long as I, your wife, cover for you, she won’t have to go to the trouble of sending someone to forge an imperial edict to summon you to the palace. I can accompany you to see her anytime—of course, I won’t interfere between you.”
At this point, Shang Ruyi suddenly felt a lump in her throat.
The thought that she might one day accompany Yuwen Ye to meet the noble Princess Xinyue, while she had to hide to the side to create a private space for them. It was as if something had stabbed her heart.
However, this was the only thing she could exchange with Yuwen Ye.
After all, he didn't care about anything about her.
At that moment, Yuwen Ye suddenly chuckled softly.
His obsidian-like eyes had dimmed, devoid of any light, yet a sharp edge seemed to emanate from them. He stared intently at Shang Ruyi for a long time before saying, word by word, "Shang Ruyi, your feelings are truly worthwhile—you are indeed a person of deep affection."
For some reason, he spoke the words "deeply affectionate" through gritted teeth, as if he wanted to tear something apart.
Shang Ruyi said sadly, "My uncle and aunt are the best people in the world to me, and also the most important people to me."
Her feelings for them, though perhaps never expressed passionately, were the very foundation upon which she depended for survival in this world, priceless—especially after this misplaced affection, she understood even more what she should cherish.
She looked up at Yuwen Ye again and said softly, "I apologize for what happened yesterday. I was immature. When I like someone, I have to get a response. When I don't get a response, I get angry and throw a tantrum. It was wrong of me. But I won't do that again in the future."
"..."
"Now, I'm begging you to help me."
Even if she loses her feelings for her family, she can't live without them.
Yuwen Ye stared at her coldly for a long time, then suddenly turned and walked away.
Why?
Shang Ruyi was taken aback—would he agree or not?
Just as she was about to follow, she saw Mu Xian stride back, seemingly preparing to report something to Yuwen Ye, but Yuwen Ye spoke first: "Gather your men and set off with me immediately."
Mu Xian was taken aback: "Young Master is going to the Pei family?"
"..."
Yuwen Ye paused for a moment, his tall figure exuding an indescribable menacing aura in the night, and then said, "Leave the city."
Mu Xian seemed to sense his young master's gloomy thoughts, and looking at the young mistress standing behind him with a hint of joy on her face, he vaguely sensed something, so he didn't say anything more and immediately replied, "Yes."
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The night was deep, and the heavy, dense sound of horses' hooves seemed to make the darkness even more profound.
Although Shang Ruyi was an excellent horseman, she had never ridden a horse on such a dark night before. Fortunately, Yuwen Ye had Mu Xian and two other people lead the way with torches, which barely illuminated the wide official road beneath their feet.
That night, they traveled nearly a hundred miles.
Seeing that it was already past the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), Shang Ruyi asked anxiously, "Will we make it?"
In the darkness, Yuwen Ye, dressed in a dark, close-fitting outfit, with a jet-black cloak covering his body, almost obscured his face, only his bright eyes flashing with a sharp light, said in a deep voice, "It would be best to catch up tonight. Otherwise, if they set off at dawn, we'll have to wait until tomorrow night to make our move."
Shang Ruyi's expression became more serious.
She spurred her horse forward with all her might, and the guards around her remained silent, only riding their horses to protect the two of them. After a while, they heard the sound of flowing water ahead.
Yuwen Ye said in a deep voice, "We've arrived at Zhanping River."
"That is—"
“There is a post station on the bank of this river. According to the usual pace of escorting prisoners, they should stay there tonight.”
Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi immediately tensed up.
Sure enough, after riding for a while longer, the sound of water grew louder, and in the darkness, a river with shimmering light could be seen winding its way through the night. Beside the river, there was a small two-story building with a lantern at the door that barely illuminated its outline.
It is the Zhanping River Post Station!
Seeing that they were still more than half a mile away from the post station, Yuwen Ye raised his hand, and the people around him hurriedly reined in their horses and stopped.
Shang Ruyi also stopped and turned to look at him: "Why did you stop?"
Yuwen Ye ignored her and instead ordered in a deep voice, "Extinguish the torches."
The two men leading the way immediately extinguished their torches.
Suddenly, everything went dark, and I could only make out the outlines of the people around me by the dim moonlight overhead.
Shang Ruyi stared at his silhouette for a long time before she could see the cold expression on Yuwen Ye's face. She calmly said, "Mu Xian, go around to the back and see how many horses are parked by the trough. Also, see how many people are in the post station. Come back and report to me once you've found out."
"yes."
Without saying much, Mu Xian immediately dismounted and headed towards the Zhanping River post station under the cover of night.
Shang Ruyi then came to her senses—this was to find out the truth about the post station.
In other words, we need to prepare to take action.
For some reason, even though nothing had happened yet, her heart started pounding wildly, and even the hand holding the reins began to tremble involuntarily.
As Yuwen Ye sat on horseback, his eyes calmly fixed on the faint lights ahead, and said, "Take this time to tell me the arrangements for what's to come."
"What?"
Shang Ruyi was still a little dazed: "What, arrangements?"
Yuwen Ye turned to look at her, his gaze indifferent: "The officials escorting prisoners are not exactly brave warriors. If we really wanted to rescue them, my men could do it in no time. So, the next question is which direction to go. Where are you taking your uncle and aunt?"
"..."
Shang Ruyi froze instantly.
Although she made this decision and has been galloping all the way to where she is now, she has never really thought about this question.
Yuwen Ye continued, “Returning to Luoyang is definitely out of the question. There are official documents at the post stations along the way. If it is discovered that the officials escorting your uncle have not arrived at the post station on time, they will immediately issue a document to return to Luoyang. At that time, the court will not only send troops to arrest us, but the Yuwen family will also be doomed.”
"..."
These calm words felt like sharp knives stabbing into Shang Ruyi's chest.
Yuwen Ye's face remained expressionless: "So, where are you taking them next?"
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