The moment the words "Dayan Temple" were spoken, the whole Kissing Tower fell silent.
Yu Wenquan paused with the wine cup in his hand, almost spilling it. But after all, he was a man of experience, and quickly collected himself. He slowly brought the wine cup to his lips, took a sip, pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "The weather has been too hot lately, you should just stay in the palace."
"But—"
Shang Ruyi wanted to say something, but the Yu Wenye beside her gave a light cough and said, "Ruyi, just listen to the Emperor."
Shang Ruyi turned to look at him. She saw him subtly shake his head at her. After hesitating for a while, she looked at Yu Wenquan again, whose smile remained, but the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were visibly deeper. Shang Ruyi could only sigh softly in her heart and said, "I understand, Your Majesty."
Only then did Yu Wenquan smile and nod.
