Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 756 - 583: Belief and Doubt_2

Shen Tu Tai once served in the military, and returning under Yu Wenye’s banner this time, he indeed understands these principles better than the troops and surrendering soldiers from Wanggang Village and Longxi.

Shang Ruyi finally let out a sigh of relief.

But she was still not at ease, and she told Shantong’er, "You are still young, even if you hear many things, don’t repeat them thoughtlessly, as it’s easy to cause trouble. Today — today it’s already late, so I won’t say much. Since you’ve come into the city to eat meat, go quickly, don’t stay too late and have trouble leaving the city."

Shantong’er replied, "Got it."

Shang Ruyi looked up again, just about to ask Nie Chong to take him, but saw Nie Chong turning his head slightly, his eyes flickering, as if lost in thought looking at the crowds on Vermilion Bird Street.

However, to be precise, he should have been listening to something.

But because the city gates were open, many people were entering and exiting today, coupled with hundreds or thousands of citizens gathering at the entrance of Changle Square, still cheering joyfully. In such a noisy crowd, even someone with his keen hearing probably couldn’t hear anything clearly.

Indeed, Nie Chong listened for a while, then slightly furrowed his brow.

Shang Ruyi asked, "Nie Chong, what are you listening to?"

Nie Chong snapped back to attention, immediately turned to look at Shang Ruyi, a glint in his eyes, but only bowed his head and said, "No, nothing."

After saying that, he muttered, "Perhaps, I heard wrong..."

Shang Ruyi was about to ask again, but by this time it was getting late. If they delayed any longer, not to mention their dinner, even Yu Wenye waiting for her to go to Dayan Temple together might be impossible today. So she just smiled and said, "Then, you two should hurry. Now that the plague has been completely eradicated, many people in the city will want to go out to celebrate. If you’re late, there might not even be a table left."

"Yes."

Nie Chong responded, and was about to take Shantong’er and leave, but just as they were about to go, Shang Ruyi called them back, took a purse from her bosom, and handed a piece of silver to Nie Chong, "Here, take this."

Nie Chong quickly said, "Young Madam, there’s no need, we have pay."

Shang Ruyi smiled as she pushed the silver into his hand, saying, "Take it. It’s rare to come into the city, have something good to eat. Also, don’t just eat with him — you two, after finishing, take some back for Shen Tu Tai and the others."

"..."

"Only at times like this can blessings be shared, and during hardships, only then will someone share them."

Though for now, she couldn’t confirm some things, judging by her ominous premonition regarding Taiyuan, the battle of Taiyuan seemed unavoidable. If the war came upon them, this group would likely follow to fight heroically at Tongguan.

Nie Chong gave Shang Ruyi a glance, seeming to understand something, and no longer declined, accepting the silver and said, "Thank you, Young Madam."

Shang Ruyi smiled, "Hurry along then."

So, the two of them turned and left, and even from a distance, Shantong’er could still be seen continually turning back to wave at her, then bouncing away like a playful young donkey.

Shang Ruyi shook her head with a smile, then turned back to see Su Qinglan ahead, who had already seen them and was slowly approaching.

"Young Madam."

Shang Ruyi smiled, "Mr. Su."

Su Qinglan’s gentle eyes, as tranquil as spring water, quietly watched Shang Ruyi. After a moment of silence, she finally spoke, "This time, we owe gratitude to the Second Young Master and Young Madam; otherwise, the people of Changle Square — who knows what fate they would have faced."

Shang Ruyi calmly smiled, "It’s all the merit of you medical officers, especially you, Mr. Su. If it weren’t for your insistence on treating the critically ill elderly, today, they probably wouldn’t have had the chance to leave Changle Square. So, Feng Chen and I should be the ones thanking you."

Su Qinglan gently shook her head.

The tenderness in her eyes stirred like gentle ripples on spring water, as if her heart was moved at that moment. When looking at Shang Ruyi again, her gaze carried an indescribable sadness, and she softly said, "These last few days, I’ve been reflecting on all that’s happened..."

"..."

"I think, Second Young Master and Young Madam, you originally couldn’t have saved so many people, as you didn’t have enough medicine."

"..."

"In such circumstances, if you had — given up on some people, you might have eradicated the plague in Changle Square sooner."

"..."

"But you didn’t."

At this point, her eyes reddened a bit, and when she spoke again, her voice was slightly trembling and choked with emotion, "You, you didn’t."

"..."

Seeing her expression, Shang Ruyi suddenly understood something.

The "you" she referred to seemed to point not only to herself and Yu Wenye.