Although how to entertain guests is someone else's concern, especially Yu Wenqian's banquet, she and Yu Wenye couldn't really be there just for the food and drink. It might consume more effort than going into battle, and just thinking about that strange scene makes her uneasy.
However, when evening came and Yu Wenhuai returned, Shang Ruyi asked him, and it was indeed the case.
Shang Ruyi's brows immediately knitted into a knot.
As she struggled to think, a shadow suddenly flickered before her eyes, and she felt a warm touch pressing against her forehead, gently rubbing it. She looked up and met Yu Wenye's deep eyes, seeing him with a slight smirk, saying half-jokingly, "You're worried about something that hasn't happened yet?"
"..."
"Aren't I still here?"
Shang Ruyi did relax her brow as he wished, but the gloom in her heart couldn't be dispelled with just a few words. This time, she had an indescribable ominous premonition more intense than ever.
