Almost there, almost at the breaking point.
As Shang Ruyi gritted her teeth and forcibly endured the stabbing pain from below, Yu Wenye also stood up. He looked down at Yu Wencheng, whose face was illuminated by the lantern in Shang Ruyi's hand but whose eyes were as cold as ice. Opposite him, Yu Wenqian persistently refused to lift his head, stubbornly seeming to guard the darkness. Yu Wenye spoke calmly, "Third Brother, you're taking this too seriously."
"..."
"Didn't I just agree to drink this wine?"
"You said you would, but you haven't drunk it yet, have you?"
Yu Wenye frowned again, looking at the wine cup in his hand, while Yu Wencheng stood up with his goblet, saying, "Elder Brother always valued brotherly loyalty above all else. In order to guide an ineffective brother like me, he used every possible means... Surely after marrying our second sister-in-law, he wouldn't stop treating his brother like a brother."
Yu Wenye's brows furrowed deeply.
