CHAPTER 107: CHAPTER 107: "READY, I’M GOING TO GET ON YOUR BED.

Just now, in the dream, myself—

Shang Ruyi quickly let go of his hand, subconsciously sprang up from the bed, about to say something, but Yu Wenye’s hand reached over again, instead of grabbing her hand, he covered her mouth.

"You—"

Shang Ruyi let out a confused sound, her body trembling hadn’t even subsided, as she watched Yu Wenye lean closer, looking down at her, he said in a deep voice, "Don’t call out."

"..."

It was only at this moment, upon hearing the coldness in his voice, that Shang Ruyi finally regained some sense.

She widened her eyes, looking at Yu Wenye: "What are you doing?"

Yu Wenye said calmly: "Weren’t you the one who told me to wake you first, then get on your bed?"

"..."

Shang Ruyi paused again, finally understanding.

Yes, before, to prevent the servants from noticing anything unusual, Yu Wenye would always get on her bed before they came in to attend to them, pretending to be close and intimate like a newlywed couple. Each time he approached, her heart would race, making her flustered, hence she required him to wake her first before getting on the bed.

Now looking back, her fluster is all too clear in his eyes.

Yu Wenye gazed at her somewhat pale face, without any emotion, he said: "Are you ready?"

"..."

"If you’re ready, I’m going to get on your bed."

Shang Ruyi’s ears turned red.

After a while, she gritted her teeth and said hoarsely, "You, come up."

Just last night, the two almost tore faces, yet now, Yu Wenye still managed to act as usual, being close to her, and even requiring her explicit consent. This feeling was even more uncomfortable than having her clothes stripped.

While Shang Ruyi was feeling heartbroken, Yu Wenye had already lain down beside her, immediately, his warm and steady presence approached, enveloping Shang Ruyi tightly.

That aura, causing a shiver.

Shang Ruyi clenched her teeth, instinctively wanted to retreat, but upon reconsideration, she remained stiffly in place, watching him lean toward her.

Yu Wenye looked into her eyes, reached out his hand, gently pulled her into his embrace.

"..."

Shang Ruyi never knew that calmness could be a form of emotional torment.

Even without raising her head, she could feel that gaze so close, scrutinizing every inch of her, seeing her heart racing, her endurance, all clearly. Even the warmth of Yu Wenye’s palm became an endless torment for her.

Throughout this night, the problems haunting her like a nightmare once again churned in her heart—

Why is it her who feels captivated?

Why does she have to be captivated by him?

No matter how many times she asked herself these questions, there were no answers. Only clarity was the firm, emotionless grip of this man’s hand embracing her, even more so at this moment, as his hand brushed past her cheek, tucking her stray hair behind her ear.

Shang Ruyi wanted to tell him—these, are unnecessary.

When no one is watching, this intimacy is entirely unnecessary.

But just as she raised her head to speak, she met Yu Wenye’s deep eyes, with a clear trace of fatigue, seemingly indicating that he also had a restless night.

After looking at her for a while, Yu Wenye suddenly said, "More important than being my wife, is being my father’s daughter-in-law, right?"

"...!"

Shang Ruyi’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

At this moment, the tremors in her eyes completely reflected in his.

Yu Wenye slightly narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to say more, but at this moment, the voices of Tushere and Wo Xue sounded from outside—

"Master, Young Madam, are you getting up now?"

Yu Wenye still stared into her eyes, without a blink: "Come in."

The door creaked open.

The two maids walked in, took a glimpse of the scene on the bed, and both blushed, exchanging a glance, they seemed relieved.

Given yesterday’s events and the noises from the room last night, everyone at home worried whether the couple might have had a disagreement, but unexpectedly, they were still so close. It seemed their relationship was genuinely good.

So, Tushere and they happily went to work.

At this moment, Shang Ruyi couldn’t stay any longer, immediately wanting to get up from bed, but as soon as she moved, she felt the force of the hands around her waist holding her tightly, rendering her immobile.

Shang Ruyi knitted her brows, raised her head towards Yu Wenye: "...?"

Only to see the opponent’s gaze cold, with a penetrating force, staring tightly into her eyes, then whispered in her ear: "Someday, I will know what you’re scheming."

"..."

Shang Ruyi lowered her head, feeling his burning breath at her neck, the tingling in her body causing her to shiver endlessly.

After a long standoff, she finally gathered some strength, and raised her head to look at him.

"That’s your business, no need to tell me."

"...!?"

Yu Wenye’s gaze sharpened, and Shang Ruyi took this chance to free herself from his hands, leaving that unbearably tormenting embrace, flipping off the bed.

Seeing her rise, Tushere immediately stepped forward to assist her in freshening up.

Yu Wenye remained seated on the bed, watching her slender back, his gaze gradually deepening.

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Before too long, the two finished freshening up, and sat down to have breakfast together.

As soon as they sat down, Wo Xue placed a steaming bowl of soup with a hint of medicinal aroma before Shang Ruyi.

Shang Ruyi furrowed her brow: "This is—"

Wo Xue smiled, her lips pressed: "The young master asked the kitchen to prepare this last night, saying the Young Madam caught a bit of chill, so drinking some herbal soup these days can drive away the cold."

"..."

Shang Ruyi slightly furrowed her brows, looked up at Yu Wenye.

At this moment, that cold Yu Wenye from last night seemed to have vanished, sitting across, he just said calmly: "It’s autumn, the weather is cool, eating some herbal dishes is also beneficial for the body."

"..."

Shang Ruyi was silent for a moment, just nodded, picked up the bowl and started sipping the soup.

He was right, autumn indeed calls for nourishment, and this bowl of herbal soup evidently simmered for several hours, thick and fragrant, drinking it in such weather even warmed the heart.

But Shang Ruyi drank it hotly, yet didn’t know where her heart was.

After finishing the soup, she drank half a bowl of congee, put down the bowls and chopsticks, wiped her mouth, then said to Tushere: "She’er, bring in the things you bought yesterday."

Then, she said to Yu Wenye opposite: "The letter for father, you’re sending it today, right? Remember to include the boxes of pastries I bought."

Yu Wenye nodded: "Yes."

Just then, a servant suddenly walked in from outside, his face showing slight unease, stood at the door and said: "Second Master, Young Madam."

Yu Wenye glanced at him: "What?"

The servant replied: "General Wang from the Right Guard is here, he wants to see the master and the young madam."