Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 576 - 476: I Made You Cry Again

Outside the window, the wind howled and rain poured, yet inside, there was a tranquil silence.

The two figures by the bedside clung tightly to each other, even their heartbeats seemed to synchronize at that moment.

It was unclear how much time had passed; outside, the storm still raged with torrential rain, but fortunately, the sobbing cries that could melt even a heart as strong as iron into tenderness finally quieted down.

Then, a deep and magnetic voice sounded beside the ear—

"Feeling better now?"

Shang Ruyi’s heart thumped fiercely at the tenderness in the voice.

She slowly lifted her head from the warm embrace, looking at Yu Wenye—because of the storm outside, the room was not lit, making the light poor, yet under such dim lighting, his gaze exuded an unusual, profound gentleness. Just one look, and Shang Ruyi felt as if her whole being was drawn into those eyes as deep as the starry night.

As if, there was no escaping.

Yet, his face remained pale, and his slightly pursed lips had no trace of blood.

This was not the right moment for her to vent the pent-up emotions of these past days, after all, there was still a fierce enemy outside unresolved, and Yu Wenye himself had yet to recover his strength and vitality, with much work left to be done.

Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi slowly sat up, just about to speak when she looked down and saw a dark patch on Yu Wenye’s chest, upon closer inspection, she realized it was soaked with her tears.

Shang Ruyi’s face instantly flushed red.

Yu Wenye, who was originally about to say something, was also stunned upon seeing her blushing face, and as he lowered his head to look at the damp and cold spot in his arms, his lips pursed.

He looked at her, half-smiling, half-teasingly said, "So, you’re made of water too, despite being so strong."

"..."

Shang Ruyi’s face grew redder.

She hurriedly tried to get up and leave, actually intending to fetch a change of clothes for him, but as soon as she moved, she felt her slender wrist wrapped in a familiar rough yet warm touch.

It was Yu Wenye, holding her wrist.

Shang Ruyi’s heart instinctively skipped a beat, looking down at him, only to find Yu Wenye still leaning motionlessly against the bedhead, the hand holding her wrist still very weak, yet when he looked at her, those deep eyes, rarely showing such a distinct emotion of tenderness, were irresistible.

He said, "Don’t go."

"..."

Shang Ruyi’s heart skipped again.

This time, her face not only turned red but also grew hot, not even daring to raise her eyes to meet his gaze.

Yu Wenye looked at her, his smile gradually fading, replaced by solemnity and indescribable guilt. With the other hand, he gently brushed the corner of her eye.

A small tear was wiped away.

After a long silence, he finally said, "I made you cry again."

"..."

Shang Ruyi’s heart sank, just about to say something, when she noticed his gaze darken as he whispered, "But I can’t even promise you that you won’t shed tears in the future."

"..."

"Because the path I’m about to take is destined to be covered with thorns."

"..."

"If not tears, then there must be blood."

"..."

Shang Ruyi slowly sat back down on the bed, looking at him for a while, then gradually leaned into his arms again, softly saying, "Isn’t that just right?"

"..."

"You bleed, I cry."

"..."

"Neither of us will burden the other, nor will either of us be left behind."

With these words, she immediately felt his chest, weak with breath, quiver slightly. After a pause, those somewhat weak arms supported her shoulders, and Shang Ruyi looked up into those deep eyes.

Yu Wenye said, "Won’t you regret it?"

Shang Ruyi gently shook her head.

In truth, isn’t everyone’s life filled with thorns? Even Chu Yang—at the thought of him, Shang Ruyi couldn’t help but feel a pang of pain in her heart—even he, a privileged one under heaven, possessing the wealth of nations and the realm, walked with great difficulty, and in the end, even blood splattered in Jiangdu Palace.

Therefore, she never cared about the suffering of life.

What she cared about in the past was whether, after enduring these hardships, she could protect the loved ones she cherished; and now, what she cared about was whether the person going through these hardships with her was truly worthy.

At this moment, Yu Wenye couldn’t tell whether his heavy heartbeat was from joy or growing guilt, but he still gently raised his hand, the pad of his finger brushing over her still-moist cheeks, tenderly saying, "Okay, I won’t let you regret it either."

Shang Ruyi nodded vigorously, smiling at him.

Just then, another flash of light outside the window, followed by a rolling thunder from the thick clouds, erupted over the roof of Fufeng.

And this boom also brought back to reality the two deeply absorbed in a special mood.

Shang Ruyi couldn’t help but look up at the window, murmuring, "I didn’t expect Fufeng to have been dry for more than a month, and now it rains. With such heavy rain, if you really plan to move against Xue Xian’s grain supplies, it won’t be something that can be accomplished overnight."

Yu Wenye didn’t seem too concerned.

He said, "Even if this rain lasts two days, it won’t matter."

"..."

"After all, my current physical strength—I need at least two or three days to recover."

"Two or three days?"

Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi became anxious and said to him, "Don’t aim too high, even though Tushere brought you the right medicine, this illness is far from an ordinary cold, and you’ve hardly eaten for days. An ordinary person, enduring like this for days, would need at least half a month to recover."

Yu Wenye said calmly, "That’s for ordinary people, not for me."

Shang Ruyi was momentarily at a loss for words.

And just as she was choked and couldn’t speak, Yu Wenye said again, "I’m hungry."

Shang Ruyi glared at him but stood up immediately: "There’s porridge warming in the kitchen, I’ll have them send it—"

Yu Wenye said, "Porridge is too thin, send me some meals."

Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi frowned: "No way. You haven’t eaten much for days; if you suddenly eat something so dry, your stomach won’t be able to handle it."

"..."

"For these couple of days, you should still drink some soup or porridge."

Yu Wenye glanced at her and said, "I told you, that’s for ordinary people to do, but I’m not."

"..."

"If I keep eating those things, it would take half a month to get better. You have to push your body, force yourself to recover, and then you will recover."

"..."

Shang Ruyi was almost amused by his words.

However, seeing his determined look, she hesitated a bit. In the end, they compromised, and she had the kitchen send both meals and hot soup, pouring the soup over the rice and specially mashing it with a spoon to make it softer than usual before bringing it to Yu Wenye’s lips.

Unexpectedly, he really ate it, finishing one and a half bowls in one go.

As a result, his spirit indeed improved significantly.

By evening, he was already able to sit by the bed and stretch his arms.

Watching him, Shang Ruyi couldn’t help but smile, then brought in the second bowl of medicine that Wo Xue had just delivered today. However, the freshly brewed medicine was still a bit hot, so she had to set it aside and whispered, "Wait for the medicine to cool before you drink it."

Yu Wenye nodded.

Then he looked at her and said, "Then, let’s talk during this time."

"Talk about what?"

"Talk about what has happened these days."

"Didn’t Mu Xian and the others just tell you?"

"What they said is what they know; but I know there must have been things happening that they don’t know, or even couldn’t guess."

Saying this, Yu Wenye looked at her: "Otherwise, I might not have woken up from this illness so easily."

Shang Ruyi’s eyes flickered slightly.

In fact, she did not intend to hide anything from Yu Wenye, but since he had just woken up, she didn’t want to burden him with so many troubles before he fully regained his strength. However, seeing his actions after waking, she understood.

People must push themselves.

The reason Yu Wenye possessed such strong willpower and physique today is probably because he never feared facing terrifying blows at his weakest moments.

Thinking of this, she felt relieved.

Thus, she sat by his side and began recounting all the events that had transpired from the beginning when all the medicinal herbs in Daxing City were swept clean, to the incident where Song Yu confessed and was imprisoned, only to be silenced immediately.

As Yu Wenye listened, his brow furrowed tighter and tighter.

By the time she finished speaking, the medicine had cooled somewhat. Shang Ruyi brought it over, carefully blew on it to cool it further, and then brought it to Yu Wenye’s front.

Yu Wenye looked down at the murky potion, was silent for a moment, then said, "So, it’s because I drank the water from Little Forest River that I contracted this illness?"

"Yes."

"But all the medicine in the city that could treat this illness was bought, even Daxing City’s?"

"Yes."

"If you hadn’t been suspicious and sent Tushere to find the medicine beforehand, maybe I—"

At this point, he paused himself.

And Shang Ruyi looked at him, her eyes growing sharp, she said sternly, "Yes!"

"..."

"And this is exactly why certain people in the court were determined to send you to Fufeng."

"..."

Yu Wenye was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled faintly and said, "Why not just directly say Yu Dingxing?"

"..."

Shang Ruyi did not speak, but looked at him gravely.

Yu Wenye seemed to understand the meaning in her eyes. After another moment of silence, he said, "Are you trying to say that it’s not Yu Dingxing?" 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"..."

"Or rather, it’s not just Yu Dingxing."

"..."

Shang Ruyi still didn’t speak, but after watching him for a while, she stood up, and fetched two items to show him.

It was the two incense bags that Yu Wenqian had previously given them.

Shang Ruyi said, "Besides amulets, these incense bags contain peilan, Asarum, agastache... these things, when put together, some doctors use, but only for one purpose."

"..."

"To prevent epidemics."

Yu Wenye’s expression slowly darkened.

He looked at the two incense bags, was silent for a long time, then in a low voice, said, "What are you trying to say?"