Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 762 - 585: She, Trying to Keep Him

Although the doors and windows were tightly shut, that mosquito-like whisper seemed like a cold wind, suddenly blowing into the room, sweeping away the original boiling temperature between the two.

The alluring atmosphere vanished without a trace.

Yu Wenye’s eyes, which seemed to be boiling, instantly calmed down.

At this moment, emotions prepared long ago and those not yet prepared intertwined, surging in his heart. He took a deep breath, as if finally regaining his sanity, and slowly lowered his head, seeing the woman lying beneath him, her clothes long shed, her originally snow-white smooth skin marked with pink traces from his ravaging, even showing some of a girl’s embarrassment now, her eyes misty, looking at him in panic and innocence.

Yu Wenye’s breath tightened instantly.

He realized that he had lost control.

Today, what he should do — he had so much to do, yet it definitely wasn’t canceling the meeting with the Empress Dowager or bringing her home and then...

How could he have been so foolish!

An indescribable emotion of disappointment at himself, anger at her, and helplessness surged in his heart. He gritted his teeth and slowly started to lift his body, intending to leave the supple, trembling body beneath him, which constantly emitted a fatal attraction to him.

But at this moment, the hands on his shoulders suddenly tightened.

The slender fingers subconsciously clasped him.

"...!"

Yu Wenye was stunned and lowered his head again, meeting those still somewhat panicked yet steadfast eyes, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw.

Shang Ruyi... was holding him back?!

Yu Wenye’s breath stopped momentarily, and the movement to rise also froze. He lowered his head, watching the flicker of candlelight in the corner, the flame almost extinguished.

She was asking him to stay.

Yu Wenye took a deep breath and slowly bent down again, the originally cool bodies once more pressed together, skin sweaty and slippery. Though only trembling slightly, it seemed about to ignite fiery sparks.

He stared into Shang Ruyi’s eyes: "What do you want to say to me?"

"..."

At this moment, Shang Ruyi was also taken aback.

Yes, what did she want to say?

Just now, hearing the words outside, seeing Yu Wenye’s eyes suddenly turning cold, feeling him about to leave, she instinctively reached out to stop him. But when faced with his calm and penetrating gaze, looking into the depths of her soul, she was at a loss.

What did she want to say?

What was she doing?

Having accepted everything, why feel regret at the last moment?

While she was struggling and seemingly at a loss, Yu Wenye gritted his teeth and almost approached her — although they had just been entangled with no distance — but this moment, his approach added more aggression, making Shang Ruyi shrink before he even spoke.

He said in a deep voice: "What do you want to say to me!?"

This seemed no longer a question.

But an interrogation.

Or perhaps a bit of hope unbeknown to him.

Shang Ruyi’s gaze flickered like a candle in the wind, unstable not just her eyes but her precarious situation, as if standing at the edge of a cliff.

Her lips, slightly swollen from biting, quivered as she murmured in a voice only they could hear: "Feng Chen, I—"

"Second Young Master."

Just then, another cold wind suddenly blew in.

The remaining candle finally couldn’t hold on and burnt out, leaving the room in pitch darkness.

The light in Shang Ruyi’s eyes also suddenly extinguished.

Yu Wenye furrowed his brows, instinctively wanting to speak, but before he could, he felt the hands clasped on his shoulders release him.

A colder wind blew between them, even cooling his originally feverish chest.

His heartbeat gradually calmed down.

In the silent and suffocating room, they seemed to face each other, yet neither could see the other. Only when a tentative whisper sounded again outside, Shang Ruyi suddenly felt a breeze brush her cheek.

Her originally cold cheek suddenly felt burning.

Then, a shadow turned and rose, sitting briefly at the bedside before immediately standing.

"Who is it?"

Outside, someone quickly spoke softly: "Second Young Master, Eunuch Yu is here."

Upon hearing "Eunuch Yu," Shang Ruyi’s heart skipped a beat. After feeling suffocated and unable to breathe, she finally took a deep breath and tried to sit up, but still feeling some unspoken softness, she collapsed back down.

In the darkness, a heavy breath sounded.

But, there was no movement.

Shang Ruyi clenched her teeth, supporting her weak arms once again and slowly sat up. Yu Wenye had already risen, picking up the casually tossed clothing at the foot of the bed and put it on, simply tying it before walking out of the inner room.

Sitting at the bedside, Shang Ruyi was still lost, her heart pounding, yet she focused intently, forcing herself to listen to movement in the room.

Yu Wenye walked to the outer room, speaking through the door in a deep voice: "What is Eunuch Yu here for?"

Someone outside replied softly: "There’s an issue in the palace. The Second Young Master is requested to come immediately."

"..."

"The carriage is already waiting at the side gate."

Yu Wenye took a deep breath: "What about the people at home—"

"Second Young Master, rest assured, no one has been disturbed for the time being."

"...Oh."

Yu Wenye took another deep breath and said, "Go out and tell Eunuch Yu that I will be there immediately."

"Yes." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

The person outside finally breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately turned around and left.

At this moment, Shang Ruyi also seemed to have finally found her soul again, slowly stood up, but she said nothing. Instead, she hurriedly dressed, first went to the corner of the room to light a candle, and then raised the candlestick, turning back to see Yu Wenye slowly walking in from the outer room.

In the dim light, his complexion seemed still somewhat gloomy.

But his expression slowly condensed into a hint of solemnity and clarity amidst the calmness. When he looked at Shang Ruyi again, his expression had already returned to normal.

He said, "Clothes."

Shang Ruyi said nothing, placed the candlestick on the table, and immediately fetched a clean and neat outfit, first helping him fasten the inner garment, then putting on the outer robe and fastening the belt.

While she did all this, Yu Wenye said nothing, just slightly furrowed his brows.

As if he were contemplating something.

Neither of them spoke again, as if that blend of water and milk entwining from just now, and the subsequent confrontation that seemed to be questioning or coercing, had not happened at all.

After a while, the clothes were put on.

Having straightened himself a bit, Yu Wenye turned and walked out, but as soon as he stepped through the main gate, he heard footsteps closely following behind.

He turned his head, his eyes shining especially bright in the night: "You—want to go?"

"..."

Shang Ruyi hesitated for a moment, then softly said, "I, will send you off."

Yu Wenye looked at her again, said nothing, and continued to walk out. Along the way, the entire Duke Mansion was as silent as a still pond, with only the sound of their footsteps, one heavy, the other heavier, yet not disturbing anything.

In a moment, they arrived at the side gate.

Indeed, a carriage was parked there, with only one lantern emitting a faint light. The lantern was held by a young little eunuch, and standing beside the carriage, with a slightly chubby stature and a rarely seen anxious expression on his chubby white face, was none other than the long unseen Eunuch Yu.

As soon as he heard the footsteps, he immediately stepped forward: "Second Young Master, please get in the carriage quickly, the Eldest Princess, she—"

Saying this, he hesitated for a moment, as if there was something difficult to say.

Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi couldn’t help but frown.

Yu Wenye’s face darkened even more than before. Clearly, he had already arranged for today’s palace visit—when he returned home earlier, what seemed to be an entanglement was the real surprise, but now, hearing the words "Eldest Princess" felt like facing an unexpected event.

He said, "What’s the matter?"

"..."

"Why are you the one who came?"

Eunuch Yu softly replied, "The Empress Dowager is accompanying the Princess."

"And Cao Yanshou?"

Cao Yanshou was the Eunuch Cao who had previously invited them to the palace and was the attendant eunuch beside the Eldest Princess. If tonight’s palace visit was by the Eldest Princess’s order, then it should have been him who came to summon them.

Eunuch Yu’s face also grew a bit more stony.

He looked at Yu Wenye, then at the heavy-faced Shang Ruyi beside them, hesitated for a moment, and finally lowered his voice to a sound as faint as a mosquito’s murmur: "Eunuch Cao... went to call for Lord Lin."

"...!"

As soon as the three words "Lord Lin" were heard, both Yu Wenye and Shang Ruyi almost gasped sharply.

Eunuch Yu had nothing more to say, just raised his hand: "Please get in the carriage, Second Young Master, it is—getting late."

Furrowing his brows, Yu Wenye hesitated no longer, took a step forward to get on the carriage, but as one hand touched the carriage door, he still paused and looked back at Shang Ruyi.

In the night, his eyes shone even brighter.

But in the depths of his sparkling gaze, it was as if there was a tinge of desolation.

Shang Ruyi also gazed at him.

The two held each other’s gaze for this moment, although the time was not long, inexplicably, it felt like a long journey had passed, and when Yu Wenye took another deep breath, preparing to speak, his voice was somewhat uncontrollably hoarse.

He said, "You, go back."

Shang Ruyi nodded.

He thought for a moment, then added, "No need to wait for my return."

"..."

Shang Ruyi watched him for a moment, but gently shook her head and then stepped back.

Immediately, the carriage drove into the night and soon disappeared from sight.