Chapter 831 Clothing
Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Yuwen Ye's eyes.
But he didn't say anything immediately. Instead, he helped Shang Ruyi lie down slowly and put a cushion behind her so she could sit comfortably against the headboard. Only after everything was in place did he say, "But your body hasn't recovered yet, has it?"
Shang Ruyi hurriedly said, "Although I haven't fully recovered, I can walk now."
Yuwen Ye immediately said, "Nonsense! It's not far from Qianqiu Palace, but there's still quite a distance to go. I have to help you even to drink a cup of water here. How can you walk this far?"
Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi's breathing weakened slightly.
To say she was weak wouldn't mean she could walk as briskly as usual, but she certainly wasn't at the point where she needed help to walk even a few steps. Her weakness these past few days was partly genuine, and partly a result of resentment at how much she had suffered to become a mother, while Yuwen Ye had only stood outside the palace for a short while before becoming a father. So she was deliberately tormenting him these past few days. Hearing him say this now, Shang Ruyi immediately said, "I...I can walk too..."
Yuwen Ye immediately noticed her guilty look and shifty eyes, and pursed his lips into a half-smile.
Shang Ruyi glanced at him, turned her face away, thought for a moment, glanced at him again, and finally said softly, "But I really don't want to live here anymore. This is not our home."
Upon hearing the word "home," Yuwen Ye's eyes softened.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and pulled up a thin blanket to cover Shang Ruyi, especially her lower abdomen, tucking it in on both sides. As he did this, he said casually, "Maybe one day, even this place will be our home."
"...!"
These words, and the almost audacious meaning they contained, made Shang Ruyi's breath catch in her throat. She looked up at Yuwen Ye, only to see that his expression was as calm as if he were just talking about the weather today. But these words were definitely not a spur-of-the-moment thing—in fact, within his seemingly calm words lay a murderous aura that Shang Ruyi could only perceive at such close range!
They haven't talked much about what happened that night in the past two days, but Shang Ruyi hasn't forgotten, and she believes Yuwen Ye hasn't forgotten either.
What kind of wine was that cup that fell outside the main hall?
That night, if Shang Ruyi hadn't come, if she hadn't snatched that cup of wine as the Princess Consort of Qin, if she hadn't originally planned to use it as an excuse and happened to be giving birth, what would have happened if Yuwen Ye had actually drunk that cup of wine?
This outcome, which did not occur, ignited Yuwen Ye's murderous intent.
After a moment of silence, Shang Ruyi said softly, "Then, let's wait until that day to talk about it."
Yuwen Ye looked at her, the murderous intent in his eyes slowly fading, replaced by an unimaginably tender warmth. After a while, he smiled and reached out to gently rub her earlobe.
Shang Ruyi said, "Then we—"
Before he could finish speaking, Yuwen Ye interrupted, "Imperial Physician Su has been reminding you that it's best to avoid drafts and catching a cold this month. I checked, and it was windy this morning, but it's not so windy this afternoon. I've had someone prepare a shelter, and we'll head back when the weather gets better."
Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi immediately glared at him.
It turned out that he had been prepared long ago, even earlier than she had thought, but he had just said those things on purpose to tease her.
After glaring at him, Shang Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief. She slowly leaned back against the headboard and couldn't help but look around. The carved beams and painted pillars overhead, the exquisitely carved window frames on the tightly closed windows, and the wide bed beneath her—even though the soft bedding had been changed the night after she gave birth, Shang Ruyi still vaguely remembered the bone-chilling cold that rose from under the cold, hard bed when she was carried and placed on it.
Seeing her constantly glancing around, Yuwen Ye couldn't help but frown.
"What's wrong? You're going and you're already feeling reluctant to leave?"
"..."
Hearing these deliberately barbed words, Shang Ruyi didn't immediately retort in anger. Instead, she gently shook her head and looked around more carefully. In fact, a lot of things had been moved here in the past few days to make it easier for her to stay and recuperate, but one could still see that the inner hall was originally spacious and quiet. Although Yuwen Ye was not a person who liked luxurious decorations, and his residence was also sparsely furnished, his sparse furnishings were simple, while Yuwen Qian's residence, though sparsely furnished, had a kind of ascetic state.
No, it's not entirely asceticism.
It's more like suppression.
Even if he returns to the mortal world, to the most prosperous and extravagant place in the mortal world, what else does he need to suppress?
Shang Ruyi thought of that saying again—too much Buddhist heart is also a kind of inner demon.
She raised her head and whispered, "The Crown Prince..."
She was already somewhat displeased by her "reluctant" look towards Chengqian Palace, and when she asked Yuwen Qian, Yuwen Ye's expression darkened even more. He even got up and walked to the side before she could speak. Shang Ruyi didn't know that he had been unusually good-tempered these past few days, but at this moment he suddenly seemed like a flame that had been lit. Although he hadn't lost his temper yet, it was clear that his "protesters" had been touched.
What's wrong?
Just as she was somewhat dazed, she heard footsteps outside. Turning around, she saw Chang Wan carrying a stack of clothes as she walked in.
She bowed to the two people in the inner hall, then walked to the bedside, placed a few pieces of clothing on a small table, and said, "Your Highness, these are His Highness's instructions. Please change into them in a moment. Yanzi is already waiting outside. Once the wind stops, you can return to Qianqiu Palace."
Shang Ruyi nodded immediately.
At this moment, she noticed that the bottom set of clothes Chang Wan had brought looked unfamiliar, and since it was men's clothing, she asked, "Whose is this?"
"This is--"
Chang Wan paused for a moment, then subconsciously turned to look at Yuwen Ye.
This is the garment that was placed under Shang Ruyi's body that night when she gave birth; it is said to be the Crown Prince's clothing.
Although they quickly retrieved bedding and blankets from Qianqiu Palace and changed the two soiled garments, the Crown Prince's belongings could not be disposed of casually. So she took them down, cleaned them properly, and returned them. Unexpectedly, Shang Ruyi saw them.
Just as he was about to answer, Yuwen Ye turned around and saw the garment, his gaze growing even colder.
Before Chang Wan could speak, he coldly said, "Put it aside!"
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