Shang Ruyi was startled and hurriedly stood up to follow him, but Yu Wenye stopped at the door and said in a deep voice, "You better not say those things again."
"I don’t want to hear them from your mouth anymore, understand?"
Although he didn’t look back, there was a dangerous and oppressive aura emanating from his tall back, making it hard for anyone to breathe. Shang Ruyi could only respond softly, "Oh."
Yu Wenye turned around and looked at her again.
That glance was extraordinarily deep.
Shang Ruyi felt as if all her bones were being scraped painfully by his gaze. She was about to say something, but Yu Wenye turned around and walked out without a word.
Standing still, Shang Ruyi felt her heart pounding like thunder.
It was unknown how long it took, but she finally found her breath back and slowly walked downstairs.
Upon reaching the first floor, she saw the carriage already parked outside the door, with Mu Xian and Tushere waiting at the entrance. As she approached, Mu Xian quickly came up and said, "Young Madam, the master has instructed me to escort you back to the mansion. If there is no other place you’d like to go, please get into the carriage."
"The young master went to the military camp."
Shang Ruyi couldn’t say much more and got into the carriage.
With one less person in the carriage, it felt much more spacious than when she had arrived. Yet for some reason, Shang Ruyi felt that the space was even more cramped and oppressive, and her mood was heavier than when she had come.
Just now, did her words make Yu Wenye angry?
She muddled along as the carriage continuously swayed, and upon returning to Yuwen Mansion, she still appeared somewhat dazed. Seeing her poor complexion, Tushere helped her directly to her room.
After helping her sit down, Tushere brewed a cup of tea and handed it to her, then asked, "Miss, what’s wrong?"
"Didn’t enjoy the meal?"
"Why did the master leave alone, and I noticed he seemed unhappy. Did you two have a quarrel?"
Shang Ruyi glanced at her, seeing her youthful face full of concern, and for some reason, she found it amusing and chuckled.
Tushere was even more puzzled, "Miss, what’s wrong?"
Shang Ruyi waved her hand and said, "It’s nothing, he had things to do and left early. She’er, I’m tired and want to rest for a while."
Tushere could tell she had something on her mind, but since her mistress didn’t mention it, she couldn’t press further and had to leave the room.
Shang Ruyi was left alone in the room.
It’s uncertain how much time passed, but the sunset’s afterglow dyed the window lattice, and outside, a maid’s voice rang out, "Sister She’er, is Young Madam still resting?"
"The dining hall has prepared the meal, and Young Madam is invited to dine."
When Shang Ruyi heard this, she remembered that Yu Wenquan had specifically instructed the family to gather for dinner today, so she quickly got up, tidied her clothes, and then headed out.
Upon reaching the dining hall, the round table was already set with bowls and plates. The servants were bustling back and forth, busy preparing, while Yu Wenquan sat at the main seat, chatting with Guan Yunmu with a smile, and beside him was a familiar figure.
Seeing him, Shang Ruyi suddenly felt a bit tense.
Their previous sorrows, especially his nearly threatening words, were still fresh in her mind.
At that moment, Yu Wenye looked up and met her somewhat panicked gaze.
And in the next moment, he stood up and walked over to Shang Ruyi, looked down at her, and spoke with a very calm, even slightly tender voice, "Why did you just come over? Are you too tired?"