Chapter 592 You really are his good daughter-in-law
"Oh—what does that mean?"
"...?"
Shang Ruyi was slightly taken aback, but immediately remembered that it was that same question again.
From the confrontational responses that began early this morning until now, he still wants an answer to this question?
Her body instinctively recalled the excruciating pain in her chest that felt like it was being torn apart when she uttered that "oh," and that same pain even invaded her body again at that moment.
She was in so much pain that she instinctively clenched her hands, which were hidden in her sleeves.
Yuwen Ye's gaze suddenly tightened, converging into a sharp needle, as if he wanted to pierce her body, break through the facade she was putting on, tear it apart, and discard it all, so that he could hear what was in her heart.
Thinking of this, he took another step forward, his gaze burning so intensely it was almost spitting fire: "Oh, what does that mean!"
"..."
"explain!"
Shang Ruyi's breathing tightened as the intense pain gradually seeped into her heart, causing even her heartbeat to throb with pain.
But can you really talk about pain?
Even if she was initially naive and chose him as her husband out of sheer survival instinct, seeking protection for herself and her loved ones in this chaotic world—just like Empress Dowager Jiang did—now that things have come to this point, she can no longer remain naive.
It's all too clear where their next step will lead.
Neither the King of Han nor the King of Qin was the crown prince.
However, no king does not want to be the crown prince, because behind the crown prince stands that golden throne, symbolizing supreme imperial power!
What extraordinary person must be to occupy that position?
What an extraordinary woman it must be to stand shoulder to shoulder with that person, laughing as she surveys the vastness of the world.
Own?
If it were me, what kind of person would I be?
Throughout history, there seem to be a thousand ways for a bad empress to be bad, but there's only one kind of good empress—
Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi finally took a deep breath, raised her head, and said clearly and calmly, "I know why you did this, and I can accept your actions. Whether it's for today's outcome or for the Empress Dowager's entrustment, I will treat her well, just like you."
"..."
Seeing her calm and composed demeanor, Yuwen Ye's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Although he was still standing in the same spot, with only a hair's breadth between them, he seemed to be very far away from her all of a sudden, and even his gaze had become distant and unfamiliar.
He said, "That's your answer."
"..."
"You don't mind, you don't mind at all, right?"
After saying that, he seemed to no longer want her answer. His cold gaze swept over Shang Ruyi's slightly furrowed brows, and he turned to leave.
Just as he turned around, Shang Ruyi suddenly said, "I have something else to say!"
"..."
Yuwen Ye's tall figure trembled slightly. He almost instinctively wanted to leave, but he also instinctively stopped. However, he did not turn around. He just took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "What else do you want to say?"
Shang Ruyi looked at him and said seriously, "You should have told me about this sooner, at least so I could—"
It won't hurt that much.
Before he could even utter those words, Yuwen Ye seemed to sense something and abruptly turned around. A hint of warmth returned to his eyes, which had been as cold as if frozen in ice, and for a moment they were so intense that they almost melted away all the icy emotions within him.
He stared intently at Shang Ruyi, his voice tense and strangely hoarse: "What did you say?"
Shang Ruyi said, "At least let me and my father be somewhat prepared."
"..."
“Especially Father—oh no, Father Emperor.”
"..."
"He had brought this up with you before, but you didn't agree. But today you suddenly did this, catching him off guard. Doesn't that make him feel like you're coercing him?"
"..."
"From now on, I'm afraid—"
As she finished speaking, Shang Ruyi's voice also lowered.
It wasn't because she was worried about the palace servants coming and going around, fearing they might hear; nor was it because she saw Yuwen Qian's tall and handsome figure walking out of the Taiji Hall over Yuwen Ye's shoulder; nor was it because Yuwen Qian, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped, looking at the side hall with a cold expression, and then at the two of them, with a gaze that was unlike anything she had ever seen before, a deep, dark, and unsettling look.
It was because she suddenly felt an even colder aura enveloping her.
Yuwen Ye exuded a chilling aura.
Those eyes, like the person behind her, were devoid of light and emotion, merely staring at her indifferently, as if looking at someone completely unrelated to her.
After a long pause, he suddenly smiled and said, "Shang Ruyi."
"..."
“You are indeed the Duke of Sheng—no, now he is the Emperor. You are indeed his good daughter-in-law.”
"...!"
Shang Ruyi was taken aback.
She was familiar with these words, and it wasn't the first time Yuwen Ye had said them. It seemed that every time he said them, the mocking yet somewhat desolate look in his eyes was particularly chilling.
Seeing that he was about to turn and leave, Shang Ruyi subconsciously wanted to explain something and immediately called out to him.
"Yuwen Ye!"
As soon as she said it, she froze.
Yuwen Ye's body also trembled. He turned around to look at her, the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipating, replaced by an emptiness devoid of warmth and emotion, as if nothing existed.
He murmured, "Yuwen Ye..."
Shang Ruyi was also stunned.
She called him—Yuwen Ye!
In the early days of their marriage, the two had no feelings for each other. To appear as husband and wife in front of everyone, she called him "Second Brother," a name that sounded intimate but was merely a cover-up. Later, when they shared a bed, in the most intimate moments of their union, he allowed her to call him Fengchen, a gesture of letting her into his heart and being closer to him than to anyone else. But later, when she learned of his feelings for Empress Dowager Jiang, the resentment in her heart made her withdraw her feelings. The name remained just a name, devoid of any affection.
Until they reached a mutual understanding at Dayan Temple, she always called him Fengchen.
But now—
At that moment, Shang Ruyi herself shuddered for a moment before she suddenly came to her senses. It turned out that from the moment she heard him say that he wanted to take Chu Ruoyan as a concubine that morning, even though she was calm, even though she was self-controlled, even though she was still unwilling to talk about the lingering pain in her heart, she had unconsciously erected a shield in her heart for him.
So, subconsciously, I stopped using that term of address.
When she met his cold, indifferent eyes again, she couldn't utter a single word of the explanation she had just wanted to give.
The two of them stood facing each other in silence.
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