Watching Shen Wuzheng's figure disappear, Yu Wenye finally returned inside the hall. He saw Shang Ruyi sitting motionless in her original place, her brows slightly furrowed, and her expression heavy, evidently still mired in the anxiety from moments ago.
Yu Wenye walked over and sat opposite her.
"Still not at ease?"
Upon hearing his words, Shang Ruyi looked up at him, not speaking immediately. Her gaze became more entangled before she sulkily spoke, "How could I possibly be at ease?"
"..."
"The last time at Changchun Palace, they wanted to act against my brother, and now again—"
"..."
"They are determined to put him to death. And leading the troops into battle, many things are beyond control; I really fear my brother will fall victim to their schemes."
"Schemes,"
Yu Wenye repeated these words, looking at her with a slight smile, "Do you think that in this court, how many can out-scheme your brother?"
