Chapter 400 I've Come to Find My Wife
Upon hearing those two words, Shang Ruyi felt a shiver run down her spine.
Even though she didn't turn around and didn't see who the tall man standing at the door was, who almost blocked out most of the sunlight and plunged the two people in the Buddhist hall into darkness, she could clearly hear that the voice belonged to Yuwen Ye.
Yuwen Ye, the eldest brother.
That is to say—
Young Master Yuwen, the man she was once betrothed to...
These identities, like boulders, fell one heavier than the next, crashing down on Shang Ruyi's heart. She couldn't breathe, and she felt as if she couldn't lift her head.
But I can't help but look up.
Because the person in front of her was always smiling and looking down at her. Even after hearing those two words, there was no emotional fluctuation in his clear and beautiful eyes. In fact, his smile deepened.
He is Yuwen Qian!
The eldest son of the Yuwen family!
My former betrothed!
At this moment, when Shang Ruyi looked at that handsome face again, she suddenly felt a sense of suffocation. The person in front of her was clearly handsome, with clear eyes and a gentle smile, without a trace of the expected blame and resentment. But for some reason, those clear eyes and gentle smile felt like a huge mountain, pressing down heavily on Shang Ruyi's heart.
In fact, the clearer his eyes and the more serene his smile, the heavier the mountain seemed.
It not only made it hard for her to breathe, but it also almost made her collapse in that instant.
how so?
Why is it so painful?
Shang Ruyi clenched her fists tightly, but she still couldn't control her pale face and cold sweat. Even with her fists clenched and all her strength used, she couldn't catch her breath.
Just then, a hand landed on her shoulder.
"...?"
Caught off guard, before Shang Ruyi could even react, she felt a warm, large hand exert a slight force, pulling her away from somewhere. Shang Ruyi staggered back two steps with the hand and bumped into a familiar chest.
It's Yuwen Ye!
His expression was solemn, his eyes were cold, and his hand was still on her shoulder, his knuckles were a little white, but the way he supported her was still relatively gentle.
The impact allowed Shang Ruyi to catch her breath.
It was only then that she suddenly realized that she had been too close to Yuwen Qian.
Being next to him made it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Walking to Yuwen Ye's side, even though it was only a step or two away, it felt like we were in two completely different worlds, and she seemed to come alive again.
At the same time, Yuwen Ye raised his head and met the pair of bluish-gray eyes in front of him.
His gaze was solemn, as if a multitude of emotions had instantly melted into his pupils, making his pupils appear even darker than usual.
He said again, in a deep voice, "Big Brother!"
Almost simultaneously, at the corner of the wall outside the Buddhist hall, a piece of clothing fluttered in the wind and slowly disappeared into the corner.
Upon hearing those two words, Yuwen Qian's eyes flickered for a moment.
Unlike his previous appearance, when he wore a monk's robe, carried prayer beads, and covered most of his face with a headscarf, exuding an ethereal, cloud-like aura, he now seemed to have returned to the mortal world, even though he hadn't yet taken off his white monk's robe. The white clouds had transformed into a light mist.
He seemed to be shrouded in mist, appearing and disappearing, sometimes joyful, sometimes sorrowful.
He said, "Feng Chen."
After saying those two words, he fell silent again, his clear and bright eyes hidden in the light mist, as if scrutinizing something, or as if waiting for something.
Shang Ruyi was momentarily stunned.
What is he waiting for?
Just as she was feeling lost and confused, she felt a release on her shoulder. Yuwen Ye's hand, which had been supporting her shoulder, had withdrawn, but hadn't lowered. Instead, he raised both hands high, almost level with his cold, stern gaze, then drew a long arc before meeting hers at the point where their eyes met—
Upon seeing his actions, Shang Ruyi's eyes widened in surprise.
Is he bowing?
Was Yuwen Ye bowing to his long-lost elder brother?!
But immediately, Shang Ruyi felt that she shouldn't be so surprised—after all, no matter what the scene was like, or whether she was here or elsewhere, Yuwen Qian was Yuwen Ye's elder brother. When brothers meet, it is not only natural for the younger brother to bow to his elder brother, but also necessary.
But why did she still feel a little surprised?
But before she could ponder the reason for her surprise, just as Yuwen Ye clasped his hands together and was about to bow, Yuwen Qian suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand, preventing him from bowing.
Yuwen Ye looked up at him.
A cold glint flashed in those clear eyes as she looked at Yuwen Ye with a half-smile and said, "Let's save this act for when we're in front of outsiders."
"...!?"
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Ye's already cold eyes became even colder.
Shang Ruyi's heart skipped a beat.
What's the meaning?
Was he implying that Yuwen Ye's bowing to him was just an act?
Regardless of whether Yuwen Ye was acting or not, it was only natural for him, as the younger brother, to bow to his elder brother. Yet Yuwen Qian stopped him with such sarcastic words. Did he think that there was no need for them to even act between them?
Isn't this person... a cultivator?
Even Jiang Yu just said that he has profound cultivation. A person who has cultivated for so many years and calls himself "a mayfly in the universe", even if he really has a bad relationship with his brother, can he really say such harsh words to his younger brother?
Just as Shang Ruyi was still in shock, the two people who had been staring at each other coldly, seemingly about to clash, suddenly stepped forward.
Then, they hugged each other tightly!
"...!?"
At this moment, Shang Ruyi could hardly believe her eyes.
She stared wide-eyed at the two people before her, even thinking that the suffocating hallucinations from before were returning, making it impossible for her to distinguish reality from illusion. She instinctively clenched her hands at her sides, twisting her fingertips to clear her mind, but no matter how she listened, looked, or tried to discern, the scene before her was undeniably real.
The two brothers embraced each other tightly.
Not only that, when Yuwen Ye hugged his brother tightly, his usually cold and rarely emotional eyes turned a little red at that moment; while Yuwen Qian, who had just let go of those worldly possessions, who seemed pure and untouched by worldly emotions, smiled and patted Yuwen Ye's back heavily, as if to feel the reality of this body and to reassure himself.
Then, he smiled and said, "Feng Chen, it's been a long time!"
"Big brother..."
Yuwen Ye's voice was unusually hoarse at this moment: "You've finally... come back!"
Seeing this scene, the hurricane that seemed to be about to destroy everything stopped in Shang Ruyi's mind. For a moment, she was in a daze and did not know where she was. Then she realized that she was standing in the ruins left by the hurricane.
But these ruins reveal a clear and unambiguous truth—
Only now did she suddenly realize that she seemed to have made a mistake.
Because she had previously betrothed to Yuwen Qian, but then remarried to Yuwen Ye, their relationship had become awkward. Also, because Yuwen Qian was rarely around, and Yuwen Ye rarely mentioned him, coupled with Aunt Hui's petty actions causing unrest in the household, she became even more wary. Therefore, she subconsciously believed that the relationship between the two brothers must be very cold.
But no.
At this moment, she stood there blankly, watching the two of them embrace each other. With just a few words, it seemed as if they had said everything. She suddenly remembered that when she first met Yuwen Ye, he came to her door and did not ask why she broke off the engagement, but rather why she refused to marry his elder brother.
When he couldn't get an answer from her, he finally spoke up and asked himself why he had married her.
He first questioned the person, then offered explanations.
He had feelings for his elder brother, and very strong feelings for him!
And Yuwen Qian towards him—
Shang Ruyi watched somewhat bewildered as the two people in front of her slowly separated. Yuwen Qian reached out and patted Yuwen Ye on the shoulder, then smiled and said, "I heard the news just as I left the lecture hall. After today, no one will talk about the late emperor's death anymore."
Yuwen Ye nodded calmly: "Thank you for the Dharma assembly, elder brother."
"..."
"If not for this, I would hardly have another such good opportunity to clear my name in front of all the civil and military officials and the people of the world."
Yuwen Qian said, "You don't need to thank me."
"..."
"I only organized this Dharma assembly, but what you do at the assembly and whether you can succeed is your own business."
"..."
You should only thank yourself.
"..."
"Over the years, while I've been traveling, you've shouldered all the responsibilities of the Yuwen family. I know how hard you've worked, and I know how difficult things have been for you, so—"
"Big brother,"
Yuwen Ye interrupted him, saying calmly, "The past is the past. From now on, the future will be the truly arduous and difficult."
"..."
"Big brother, you've come back just in time."
For some reason, even though they were talking about brotherly love and respect, Shang Ruyi felt colder and colder in her heart as she listened.
Even their hands and feet became cold.
Upon hearing these words, Yuwen Qian simply smiled and nodded. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he asked, "By the way, how did you end up here?"
"..."
Yuwen Ye's expression finally turned serious at this moment.
After a long silence, he said, "I've come to find my wife."
"..."
Upon hearing this, the entire Buddhist hall fell silent.
Just moments ago, Shang Ruyi was caught in a complex and confusing emotional state when suddenly, the words "searching for his wife" acted like a knife, slicing away the turmoil that had been entangled in her heart.
But the knife hung precariously over her head.
When she looked up again, two pairs of eyes, one clear and the other cold and stern, were looking at her at the same time!
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