Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 630 - 509: Unable to let go on one side, unable to gain on the other

Chapter 630: Chapter 509: Unable to let go on one side, unable to gain on the other

The whole room suddenly fell silent.

Shang Ruyi felt those eyes, still emanating a scorching heat in the darkness, were tightly fixed on her. Yet she hesitated and remained silent for a while before asking, "Should I choose?"

Yu Wenye said, "Hmm."

"Will it matter if I choose?"

"It matters."

"..."

This time, Shang Ruyi was silent for even longer. After a while, she softly yet clearly spoke, "I would choose the nation and the people."

"...!"

Yu Wenye’s breath deepened.

And just as his body shook with the impact, a pair of warm, soft hands swiftly climbed onto his chest, looped around his neck, and embraced him. Soon, a soft, fragrant body nestled against him, tightly hugging him.

Yu Wenye’s body stiffened again.

He was not unfamiliar with this atmosphere, this aura. In previous conflicts, when Shang Ruyi took the initiative to reconcile afterwards, the atmosphere would be like this, and this aura would emanate from her.

So, she was making amends.

After making such a choice, she was making amends to him.

Yu Wenye actually hadn’t had time to get angry, but feeling the intentionally entwining fragrant and soft body in his arms, he couldn’t help but have a hint of anger. He exhaled deeply, half-smiling, "I thought you would say you want both."

"..."

Shang Ruyi buried her face into his neck.

The warm breath brushed against Yu Wenye’s neck, and even though Shang Ruyi hadn’t finished speaking, he could feel her breath was slightly trembling. After a long time, he heard a muffled voice from below—

"I did want to say that."

"Then why not?"

"Because... this is a real choice, not just casual talk or conversation."

"..."

"What I have to choose isn’t like fish and bear paws. Just the ’nation and the people’ alone doesn’t allow me to take it lightly, nor can I quibble. Not to mention, behind this is the life of my uncle."

Even now, after so much time has passed, the relationship between her and Yu Wenye has changed completely from the straightforward transaction it once seemed. But she hadn’t forgotten why she chose to break off the engagement and insisted on marrying him, even when faced with coldness and the ridicule, why she refused to give up or consider separation.

Her uncle and aunt, along with Shen Wuzheng, were the most important people to her.

Choosing this marriage and choosing him was all to protect them!

Since she initially chose this path, how could she lightly give it up?

Yu Wenye was silent for a while, then said, "Don’t you hope for a miracle?"

"A miracle...?"

These words made Shang Ruyi pause.

Yes, she had once said that the man before her was a miracle given to her by God Buddha—a choice forced on her, an expedient at first; but surprisingly, it turned out to be a relationship she didn’t even dare dream of, something she couldn’t ask for. Perhaps it was the greatest miracle that heaven offered her as compensation after that bizarre encounter.

So...

Shang Ruyi was silent for a moment, then said, with a hint of bitterness, "But I also know, there can’t be everything perfect in the world. Heaven may favor me, but heaven’s favor comes at a cost and isn’t all-knowing."

Heaven’s favor?

These words made Yu Wenye frown, like sensing something.

"You mean—"

"And what about you?"

Before he could finish speaking, Shang Ruyi interrupted him. She raised her head, her eyes still shining with hope in the dark light, and softly said, "Actually, the one who should be making this choice isn’t me, it’s you."

"..."

"No, it’s not really a choice."

"..."

"When father asked you to go to the tea room, he wasn’t asking you to choose, was he? He was asking you to agree to the choice he gave you, right?"

"... Yes."

"And you, did you agree?"

With the last few words, Shang Ruyi suddenly lowered her head again. Even though she tried her best to bury her face in his chest, her voice, sounding muffled as if coming from an abyss, nevertheless carried a tremor. Despite not hearing the nuances of those final words, Yu Wenye could clearly feel the slender body pressed against him trembling uncontrollably.

It was like feeling fear.

Fear...

As soon as these words surfaced in his mind, Yu Wenye felt somewhat surprised. Although he had scarcely experienced such emotions from childhood to adulthood, he had thought Shang Ruyi wouldn’t experience these emotions either.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, from her, he felt such an emotion.

And Yu Wenye’s feeling was indeed not wrong, at this moment, Shang Ruyi was indeed afraid—

Afraid he wouldn’t agree, even more afraid that he would...

Just as she held her breath, waiting for Yu Wenye’s answer with the heart of a death row prisoner awaiting execution day, she heard his equally hoarse voice slowly say, "I have not agreed."

"...!"

Shang Ruyi was taken aback and was about to lift her head from his arms when she heard his dry voice continue, "Nor have I disagreed."

"...?"

Shang Ruyi was even more bewildered, lifting her head from his arms to look intently at those cold eyes. Yu Wenye also slowly looked at her, and the two of them stared intensely at each other in the pitch-black light.

After a while, Shang Ruyi said, "You mean—"

Yu Wenye said, "I haven’t decided yet."

"Why?"

"Why?"

Yu Wenye repeated her question, as if asking himself, his hoarse voice seemed to become tangible in the darkness, gently brushing across Shang Ruyi’s slightly cool cheek, until she couldn’t help but shiver, and only then did she feel his rough hand really caressing her cheek.

Inch by inch, as if patrolling, or as if reminiscing.

After a while, he said, "Perhaps because I want both."

Both, want both...?

Hearing this, Shang Ruyi couldn’t help but frown.

In terms of pragmatism, Yu Wenye might not compare to Duke Sheng Yu Wenquan, but compared to herself, he exceeded by far. He never makes unrealistic dreams, doesn’t even believe in God Buddha, yet now, at this moment, wants both?

This is probably more absurd than believing in God Buddha.

Shang Ruyi asked again, "Why?"

As if knowing she would still press on, this time Yu Wenye didn’t remain silent for long, but with his palm on her cheek, he slowly said, "Choosing means gaining some and losing some. But now these two choices—on one side, I can’t bear to lose; on the other, I haven’t gained."

On one side, can’t bear to lose.

On the other, haven’t gained?

Shang Ruyi suddenly understood something. She lifted her eyes, just about to say something, when an unknown wind blew the window open a crack, and a sudden chill swept past her ear and cheek.

And Yu Wenye’s hand also left her cheek at that moment.

Shang Ruyi lifted her eyes to look at the familiar silhouette in the dark, so close yet out of reach, and heard Yu Wenye say, "I just didn’t expect that you would make a choice so decisively."

Shang Ruyi’s throat choked up, her voice hoarse, "Are you angry with me?"

"..."

Yu Wenye didn’t immediately answer, but remained silent for a while, as if pondering, reflecting on whether he was angry. A rush of night wind swept the dull atmosphere of the house into the quiet room, and it swirled around them.

The thoughts also became increasingly heavy.

Who knows how long had passed, the skin slightly cool, Shang Ruyi, who began to shiver involuntarily, finally felt a pair of warm hands on her arms, then slowly, pulling her into an embrace.

It was Yu Wenye who held her.

And when she started to breathe again, he tightened his embrace.

Then, he said, "No."

After saying these two words, Yu Wenye thought to himself—nor should there be.

After all, Shang Ruyi wasn’t making such a choice for the first time, he didn’t have such a poor memory, he still clearly remembered over a year ago, when she wanted to save the exiled Shen Shiyan and his wife, she had proposed those conditions to him.

Regardless of whether their relationship was initially a transaction or if they were now of one mind, to her, the most important thing still was—

Yu Wenye let out a heavy breath.

He felt that he understood clearly, and thus the sudden anger earlier seemed even more inexplicable—born into such a family as theirs, especially when faced with such a significant choice, everyone should be cautious, should be rational, and should consider the bigger picture.

Shang Ruyi’s choice wasn’t wrong.

He should also feel content for having such a wife who can see the bigger picture and isn’t hindered by romantic feelings.

Thus, the anger just now truly was, inexplicable.

Just as—once when she put forward the idea of offering the opportunity for him and Princess Xinyue to meet in order to save Shen Shiyan and his wife, even though he knew his feelings for Chu Ruoyan were solely sibling-like, so her condition should have only seemed laughable to him, yet at that time, there truly was a wave of inexplicable rage that surged, almost causing him to lose his reason.

Thinking about it, he let out a long breath, as if determined, "I’m not angry."

Hearing him say this, Shang Ruyi also breathed a long sigh of relief.

This way, it’s better...

So, neither of them did anything more, nor did they say anything more, just tightly embraced each other, nestled against one another. Shang Ruyi looked out the slight opening of the window blown by the wind at the dark night sky outside; the night was deep, without a single star, only a faint reddish glow spread across the sky.

At this moment, another gust of cold wind blew in from the slight opening of the window, and although the two on the bed tightly embraced each other, for some reason, Shang Ruyi felt as though, despite being pressed against Yu Wenye’s chest, a trace of cold wind seemed to sweep by.

As if... there was an invisible crack spreading between them.