Chapter 106 I Want to Be Your Father's Daughter-in-Law
Separation or reunion!
These two words reverberated through Shang Ruyi's mind like thunderclaps.
Her heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cave. The heat and impulse she had just felt were instantly swept away by the chill rising from the bottom of her heart, and the blood in her body seemed to freeze at that moment.
She suddenly felt her legs go weak and she almost fell over, but luckily the man in front of her reached out and caught her again, pressing her against the door.
The door behind her made another dull thud, but this sound seemed to jol her awake.
She looked up at Yuwen Ye in a panic, only to see a slight smirk playing on his lips. He looked down at her face, which had turned from red to white in an instant, and then took a step back, his posture suggesting that he was watching her disheveled state with amusement.
"how?"
"..."
"As long as you agree to a divorce, you won't have to suffer this injustice anymore."
Then he turned and walked towards his bed.
Watching his retreating figure, Shang Ruyi's heart ached as if it were about to break apart, torn apart by those two words he uttered.
Separation or reunion?
No matter how chaotic her thoughts or emotions were, one thing remained clear throughout her life these past few days: she understood all too well why she had broken off the engagement and why she had married him in the first place!
If she were to divorce him, she would no longer be his wife, no longer a member of the Yuwen family, and certainly not—
She immediately exclaimed, "No!"
Yuwen Ye paused, turning to look at her.
Shang Ruyi stood at the door, her hands clasped tightly together, her fingertips turning white from the effort.
At this moment, even though she was in her own room, for some reason, she felt as if she were adrift in a vast ocean, overwhelmed by a sudden surge of fear and shame, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
With red eyes, she said firmly, "I will not divorce you."
Yuwen Ye frowned: "Why?"
Shang Ruyi gripped her hands tightly, her nails leaving deep red marks on the back of her fair hands. Her face flushed red and paled in turns, as if something was twisting and turning, bit by bit, her soul and dignity. She knew how humiliated she felt at this moment, even more ashamed than when she had just confessed her feelings to him.
However, she gritted her teeth and said in a strained voice, "No matter why, I will not divorce you."
"..."
Yuwen Ye looked at her, his brows furrowing slightly, and his expression gradually became frivolous, even contemptuous.
He slowly crossed his arms, looking at the young woman who had just been retorting with her words with an even more leisurely air, and slowly said, "If you don't want a divorce, then what do you want?"
"..."
Under such gazes, Shang Ruyi felt her dignity and pride shattered in that instant, broken into pieces—just moments ago, she had spoken those words with such righteous indignation, even confronting him, but now, after Yuwen Ye clearly uttered the words "separation," she still wanted to salvage the relationship.
The way he looked at me probably reflected my value in his eyes at that moment.
Worthless.
There could be no more humiliating moment than this.
At this point, Shang Ruyi seemed to have lost her five senses. Instead, a sense of selfless determination arose from her shattered self-esteem. She raised her head to look at Yuwen Ye and said, word by word, "I want to be your wife."
"..."
"I want to be your father's daughter-in-law."
"..."
"Don't even think about getting rid of me!"
After saying that, she walked to her bedside and lay down, turning her back to Yuwen Ye. Even though it was only early autumn, she was trembling all over. Even though she wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, she could not resist the chill that came from the bottom of her heart.
She could even feel Yuwen Ye's gaze still fixed on her from behind.
However, how contemptuous and disdainful his gaze was was no longer something she could fathom at this moment.
After an unknown amount of time, footsteps were heard in the quiet room. It was Yuwen Ye walking towards her bed. Each step was steady, yet there seemed to be a hint of uncertainty and hesitation. In just a few steps, he reached the bedside.
A tingling sensation ran down Shang Ruyi's back.
Even without turning around, she could tell that Yuwen Ye was staring intently at her, his scrutinizing gaze seemingly materializing, slowly cutting into her body and tearing her soul apart.
Shang Ruyi gripped the blanket tightly; her palms and forehead were covered in cold sweat.
Then, Yuwen Ye's voice rang out behind them—
"Shang Ruyi, what are you plotting?"
"..."
Shang Ruyi clenched her teeth and forcefully closed her eyes.
She was terrified that Yuwen Ye would press her further, leaving her speechless. Fortunately, after she finished speaking, the person behind her slowly turned and left, as if what he had just said was not a question, but merely a sigh.
The room fell silent again.
However, this quiet was not peaceful; instead, a sense of tension spread throughout the room, and Shang Ruyi's body was like a bowstring stretched to its limit, ready to break at the slightest touch.
Just when she was extremely nervous, Yuwen Ye's voice rang out again in the quiet room.
His deep voice was devoid of any warmth or emotion.
"You know what you want, that's good."
After saying this, the last wick on the candlestick in the corner of the room finally gave way and collapsed into a pool of hot wax, then went out with a soft hiss.
The entire room was suddenly plunged into a dull darkness.
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That night, Shang Ruyi had another nightmare.
It was clearer than ever before, and more real than anything I had seen during my serious illness.
When the soldiers stormed into the magnificent mansion and slaughtered the women and servants inside, she could even feel the scalding heat of the blood spraying on her face, and she was shattered by the screams.
No, no...
All of this must absolutely not be allowed—
As she lowered her head, blood had already gathered into a river at her feet. In an instant, a whirlpool appeared in the river of blood, sweeping her into it.
"No--!"
Just as she was drowning in a hazy dream, almost suffocating, a warm, large hand reached out and grabbed hers.
That solid, safe feeling sent a chill down her spine, and she abruptly opened her eyes.
Suddenly, sunlight pierced her eyes.
Shang Ruyi immediately closed her eyes, but in that instant, a familiar figure, also enveloped in sunlight, was imprinted in her vision.
She suddenly realized what was happening, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw Yuwen Ye standing by the bed, leaning over and looking at her.
And one of his hands was tightly clasped with his own.
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