Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 457 - 396: The word "love," twists and turns a thousand times, unwavering through hundreds of obstacles_2
The tenderness in Yu Wenye’s eyes grew deeper, almost turning into spring water at that moment.
He lowered his head and gently responded to her: "Mm."
At this moment, Shang Ruyi’s other hand also reached over, clutching his lapel. Not only was he holding her captive in his embrace, but she also seemed eager to keep him by her side, her slender fingers turning pale and trembling slightly.
No one knows how courageous it is for someone who has suffered multiple heartbreaks to offer their feelings again.
Yet she remains willing to try once more.
She gazed into Yu Wenye’s eyes and softly asked, "Why didn’t you tell me earlier."
"..."
Yu Wenye’s breath seized slightly.
After a brief silence, he said hoarsely, "I grew accustomed to my feelings for her, but not yet to those for you."
"..."
"You came too quickly, everything came too quickly."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi couldn’t help but press her lips together, yet a faint ripple of a smile emerged in her eyes.
She understood that sometimes, those that are most irrational and unchecked by etiquette are true feelings.
Similarly, those that are uncontrollable and catch one off guard are genuine emotions.
Even someone as intelligent as him can be confused, and someone as self-protective as her can become fearless of being hurt—love, though twisted and complex, remains unwavering.
Thinking of this, she let go of the last trace of guard in her heart and looked up at Yu Wenye again. Those eyes, clear and bright, held pure and unblemished feelings from the moment she offered them to him. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
She earnestly said, "Feng Chen, I still like you."
Yu Wenye’s breath and heartbeat both faltered at that moment, yet he said nothing. He simply reached out to embrace her fragrant and supple body tightly, as if wishing to bind her into his own.
Yet Shang Ruyi, in his near suffocating embrace, did not struggle.
She only told him, "Don’t lie to me, don’t hide things from me, and most importantly, don’t hurt me."
Yu Wenye solemnly gazed into her eyes.
"Alright!"
As if this word was a commitment for a lifetime that settled in an instant, Shang Ruyi felt the giant stone long pressing on her heart dissolve into sand. Her spirit seemed lighter than ever before, and the hands gripping Yu Wenye’s lapel urgently pressed against his chest as if longing to merge him and herself even closer together.
And Yu Wenye, was even more urgent.
As Shang Ruyi finally surrendered herself completely into his embrace, he could no longer suppress the surging emotions in his chest. He tightly hugged her and bent down fiercely to kiss her lips.
This time, absent were the frantic anger and sense of yearning denied. He no longer vented his emotions on her but gently, softly, with lingering indulgence caressed her petal-like lips, as if wishing to pour all his feelings into this kiss.
To make her understand how deeply he loves her.
How much he desires her.
Yet, as he delved deeper, nearly making Shang Ruyi’s entire body soften, her breath weak, and her strength to respond fade, she still managed to recover the last shred of reasoning and gently pushed him away.
"No..."
After all, this place is a Buddhist Holy Land.
Raising her head again, seeing Yu Wenye standing before the still brow-drooped Bodhisattva, seemingly quietly witnessing their entanglement, Shang Ruyi felt even more shy and uneasy.
Feeling her face bury into his chest again, Yu Wenye embraced her and softly asked, "What’s wrong now?"
Shang Ruyi’s face was about to burst into flames.
She whispered, "The Bodhisattva is watching."
Yu Wenye glanced back but smiled nonchalantly: "Earlier, didn’t that old monk say something about how the Bodhisattva answers two requests?"
Shang Ruyi glared at him and said: "Two requests, asking for sons and daughters."
Yu Wenye raised his eyebrows: "If they’re in charge of having children, shouldn’t they also agree to love affairs?"
"..."
"Without love between a man and a woman, where do sons and daughters come from?"
"...!"
Momentarily blocked by his "fallacy," Shang Ruyi could only glare at him again before softly replying, "Even if you don’t believe in the Bodhisattva, you mustn’t disrespect. I, I still believe."
"Oh..."
Yu Wenye slightly raised his eyebrows, glanced again at the Bodhisattva, then at the blushing Shang Ruyi, speaking with a teasing tone: "Since that’s so, why not make another request here?"
"What?"
"Two requests, of course."
"..."
"After all, I want both sons and daughters."
"...!"
Hearing this, Shang Ruyi suddenly snapped out of it, blushing so intensely her whole body tightened, wishing to find a crack to hide in. But Yu Wenye just smiled and embraced her tighter.
At that moment, a sudden "clang" echoed nearby!
The sound startled the two initially focused solely on each other, like a door panel hitting the wall again. Yet, Yu Wenye had clearly wrapped Shang Ruyi in his arms, so her back hadn’t touched the door panel—why did such a sound arise?
Could someone have come?!
Thinking this was the Buddhist Holy Land, and just now, the Scripture Pavilion had already chimed to signal the Inner Altar Dharma Assembly was over, even Shang Ruyi heard footsteps approaching, though not quite near, any witness—even an overhear—would make Shang Ruyi panic.
Just then, Yu Wenye raised his head, looking past her to the outside.
And he suddenly froze.
Feeling his arms holding her loosen, Shang Ruyi’s heart thudded. She turned, following his gaze.
Only to see a delicate figure standing at the Buddhist Hall’s entrance, staring dumbfounded at them.
