Chapter 407 You're a bastard!
The room fell into a suffocating silence.
Shang Ruyi's eyes widened, but her gaze instantly turned cold. She remained motionless, staring silently at the person at the door, and said without a trace of emotion or warmth, "No."
After saying that, she stopped looking at Yuwen Ye, got up and walked to the dressing table on the other side, sat down, picked up a comb, and slowly combed her slightly damp long hair in front of her somewhat pale reflection in the bronze mirror.
One after another.
His calm movements and gaze made it seem as if nothing had just happened.
But the next moment, a figure slowly walked to her side, sat down, and then reached out and hugged her.
It is Yuwen Ye.
His warm body pressed against hers, holding her tightly in his arms as if trying to pull her into his own body. But Shang Ruyi remained motionless. Even with her hands restrained by him, she still struggled to lift them up and continued to comb her long hair, her eyes showing no change whatsoever.
She seemed to disregard the person who was holding her tightly.
Yuwen Ye's breathing grew heavier. He buried his face in Shang Ruyi's shoulder, his hot breath brushing against her sharp collarbone, as if trying to ignite her body. After a long while, he said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry."
"..."
Shang Ruyi remained silent.
But at this moment, in order to avoid his tightly holding her hands and continue combing her hair, she also began to exert force, lifting her hands forcefully, struggling forcefully, and even fighting forcefully. Gradually, even her breathing became heavy. The two of them, with four hands, were silently entangled. Her pale face was still reflected in the bronze mirror, but because of her pale face, her eyes appeared even redder, as if something hot was overflowing and almost about to drip down.
Yuwen Ye finally grabbed her hand and stopped her struggle.
He raised his head, looked at the pale Shang Ruyi in the bronze mirror, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry."
"..."
Shang Ruyi, panting heavily, finally stopped struggling.
She gritted her teeth, biting them hard, only in this way could she prevent herself from uttering vicious words and from shedding tears. But even so, the sharp pain in her chest was still unbearable. She could only squeeze out a heavy, vicious word from the depths of her heart: "Yuwen Ye, you bastard!"
The last time she thought he was a bastard was when he was in Xingluocang, admitting that he knew she was trapped in enemy territory but didn't show up to meet her, just to scare her.
At that time, he said she needed to be taught a lesson.
This time, she practically spat the word "bastard" right in his face, but Yuwen Ye didn't say a word, only hugged her even tighter.
So, this guy is a bastard!
Thinking this, Shang Ruyi became even more furious. She forcefully broke free from his hands and was about to get up and leave when Yuwen Ye grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to his side. Shang Ruyi staggered and fell to the ground. Before she could struggle, Yuwen Ye had already leaned over her and pinned her down with his body. As she desperately kicked and punched him, he said forcefully, "I'm sorry!"
And in this struggle, the tears that had been refusing to fall from her eyes finally succumbed and fell.
Tears, like strength, seemed to dissipate the moment Shang Ruyi fell. She lay helplessly on the ground, watching this bastard man press down on her. His cold eyes seemed to shatter at this moment, and when he looked at her with panicked eyes, he even revealed vulnerability and helplessness for the first time.
He whispered, "Ruyi, Shang Ruyi, I'm not—"
"You are it!"
Shang Ruyi choked back tears, and said fiercely, "You're a bastard! You—"
Before she could finish speaking, a pair of burning hands grabbed her shoulders and pressed her down forcefully. Yuwen Ye looked down at her, his Adam's apple bobbing, and hissed, "I mean, that's not what I meant to say."
"..."
"I don't know why I'm telling you this; I didn't want to."
"..."
"Shang Ruyi, I've never been one to be easily swayed by gains and losses. What happened today isn't the first time; I've been through far too much!"
"...!"
Shang Ruyi's eyes widened in surprise as she looked at him.
Yuwen Ye said, "But I never think I'm inferior to anyone, nor do I think I'm inferior to anyone, and I never think I'll lose anything because of this. I can get whatever I want, even if my opponent is him, even if he has everyone behind him!"
"..."
"But just now—"
As he said this, his voice trembled slightly: "I don't know why, but for the first time, I feel that I might lose you because of this."
"..."
"I'm more afraid that you'll regret your choice because of this."
At this moment, her body, which had been somewhat weak from the struggle, suddenly stiffened.
Shang Ruyi could hardly believe her ears.
Yuwen Ye... is he afraid?
His first fear was not of Yuwen Qian's return, nor of his status in the Duke's Mansion, Daxing City, or even the entire Daye Dynasty, but of losing himself.
She stared blankly at the man before her, who was clearly as strong as a mountain, someone who could not withstand even a thousand troops, let alone break his will.
He was surprisingly vulnerable.
And myself—
She suddenly realized what she was thinking the moment Yuwen Ye looked at her.
Did doubts begin to creep in? Doubts about Yuwen Qian's future, and even more worry about your own choices?
Although he didn't say a word, and although his deepest secret remained hidden from the light of day, Yuwen Ye clearly saw his hesitation and wavering at that time, which is why he felt this way.
At this moment, Shang Ruyi felt a sharp pain in her heart again, but this time, it was not because of his doubts that she was sad, but because of his anxiety and fear of loss that she was agitated.
What is emotion?
The more unreasonable and unrestrained by etiquette and law, the more it is a matter of emotion.
The more uncontrollable and unpredictable something is, the more likely it is to be a relationship.
Similarly, the more one worries about gains and losses, even someone like him who doesn't believe in gods or Buddhas but only in himself will have moments of insecurity; that's what emotions are all about.
He really wanted it all!
Thinking of this, the waves of pain in her heart turned into an uncontrollable impulse. Shang Ruyi's whole body tensed up, her breathing became rapid, and she trembled as she raised her already weak hands and gently cupped his face.
Yuwen Ye's breath hitched.
A faint glimmer flickered in those deep, cold eyes.
Shang Ruyi looked at him, who seemed somewhat unfamiliar, without saying a word. She simply raised her head and gently pressed her lips to his.
"...!"
Suddenly, those deep, dark eyes trembled.
The next moment, Shang Ruyi felt her body sink down as a hot body pressed down on her forcefully!
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