Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?

Chapter 993 - 724: Warm Spring Waters of the Jiang River (Part 2)

Shang Ruyi coughed lightly and said in a voice as normal as possible, "I’m fine.""Really don’t want to eat something?"

"No need, I... I’m not hungry."

To say she wasn’t hungry at all was a lie, but firstly, she really didn’t have the strength to move, and secondly, with those eye-catching finger marks and kiss marks on her body, Shang Ruyi dared not get up easily, fearing being seen would make her want to die—even though Wo Xue came early in the morning to serve, judging by Yu Wenye’s leaving gaze, it seemed she wasn’t entirely unaware.

Since she didn’t mention it, Wo Xue had to play dumb.

Indeed, Wo Xue didn’t say much, only stepped forward to help tuck the quilt around Shang Ruyi and asked, "Then—"

Shang Ruyi hurriedly said, "You can go do your things. I’ll rest for a while, call you if I feel better."

"...Okay."

Wo Xue agreed, brewed a cup of hot tea placed it on the bedside table, then left.

Shang Ruyi finally breathed a sigh of relief, collapsed completely onto the bed, inwardly cursing Yu Wenye, who would ’kill without burying’. Wondering what the situation outside was, but before long, drowsiness surged like a tide, and she fell drowsily asleep again.

Only this time, sleep wasn’t as cold as the night before; she truly felt like she was immersed in warm spring waters, sleeping deeply and soundly.

Until that familiar presence approached once more.

It was initially warm, but as the heated presence drew near, it felt a bit too hot, causing a thin layer of sweat to emerge, soaking her clothes and making them stick to her skin, feeling somewhat uncomfortable. Shang Ruyi couldn’t help but furrow her brow, murmuring "no" while instinctively trying to push away the increasingly scorching presence.

Then, her palm was held.

"Hmm?"

She jolted, and the helpless feeling of being confined last night, left at someone else’s mercy, rushed over her. Instantly, she opened her eyes and saw Yu Wenye, unbeknownst to when he returned, on the bed, lying next to her.

Once again, she was held in his arms.

Shang Ruyi panicked immediately: "What are you doing!?"

Seeing her awake, shocked and afraid, instinctively pushing him away, Yu Wenye’s eyes, originally brimming with tenderness, squinted slightly, speaking in a dangerous tone: "What could I be doing?"

Saying this, he disregarded her struggles, and pulled her onto himself.

Though she had rested for most of the day and managed to gather some energy, when facing him, the little strength she had accumulated was not enough. Shang Ruyi didn’t make futile struggles; she lay over him, her cheeks reddened, their bodies tightly pressed, feeling his chest rise and fall with each breath, carrying her as though afloat in dappled waves.

Not too uncomfortable, either.

If he didn’t make more moves.

To avoid "lighting a fire", Shang Ruyi carefully eased her breath, forced herself to remain still. Seemingly noticing her cautiousness, Yu Wenye chuckled at the corners of his eyes and stopped making other moves, just holding her, their skin touching, breaths entangled.

After a while, Shang Ruyi’s heartbeat also calmed down.

Seeing her cheeks still a bit flushed, her breath gentle, Yu Wenye softly asked, "Still uncomfortable?"

Shang Ruyi replied irritably, "What do you think?"

"..."

Despite her ill mood, Yu Wenye laughed anyway, extending a hand to her back, gently caressing the graceful lines, slick with sweat, making her skin feel even smoother, like soothing a ruffled cat.

Once she completely calmed down, he asked, "So, I have to go to Jinyu Garden for seven days every month, right?"

"...!"

Shang Ruyi trembled slightly.

Actually, last night... she didn’t recall how many times, but what this request wanted was not her answer.

But her attitude.

Shang Ruyi bit her lower lip: "Two days, that’s fine."

Hearing her say this, Yu Wenye smiled contentedly.

The laughter wasn’t loud, yet the chest vibrations transmitted every bit to Shang Ruyi’s body, proud, he also seriously said, "So, don’t provoke me anymore, understand?"

"..."

"Otherwise, I’ll bully you."

"..."

"Then, even Shen Wuzheng can’t help you seek ’justice’."

Shang Ruyi’s face flushed again.

In the past, he was cold to her, even made wild guesses, Shen Wuzheng could still ask him, "Why are you bullying my little sister," but if it’s such a matter—

If Shen Wuzheng knows, then she’d rather not live!