Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?-Chapter 751 - 580 Concerns

The vendor was just about to answer when a sound of hoofbeats interrupted him. Looking up, he saw a luxurious carriage stopping in front of the stall. A slender, fair hand lifted the embroidered curtain, revealing a bright and captivating face behind it—

"He Xin."

Upon hearing this voice, the handsome young man’s hand paused, placing the wooden comb back down instinctively.

Then, he slowly turned around.

Inside the carriage sat a young lady of evident noble birth, with an air of grace and elegance, seemingly looking for him. Upon seeing him, she sighed with relief and said, "What are you doing here?" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

The handsome young man smiled slightly, "I’m here for a stroll."

"A stroll?"

The young lady slightly raised her willow-like eyebrows, her figure flickered behind the window, and the next moment she stepped down from the carriage. Indeed, she was a noble lady, dressed in silk and adorned with jewels. Her sudden appearance made the entire street shine with her presence; her radiant beauty and noble aura were so overpowering that the vendors, hoping to attract business from such esteemed guests, were rendered speechless.

The young lady slowly walked to the stall, looked down, and smiled, "What’s so interesting here?"

The handsome young man only chuckled, "Just taking a look."

"...Hmm."

Hearing his words, the young lady also lowered her head, glancing at the jewelry and jade rings on the stall, but her eyes did not show amazement or joy, not as much as the delight in her eyes when she first saw this noble young man when the carriage stopped and she lifted the curtain.

The vendor dared not speak much, only gazed at her eagerly.

Her fair jade-like fingertips reached for a golden hairpin, but she didn’t pick it up, merely brushed past it, then reached for a jade bracelet. The warm jade and her snowy skin complemented each other, but it didn’t captivate her either until her fingers moved toward a jade ring on another side.

She picked it up and slipped it onto her fingertip, rubbing it slightly.

Seeing this, the vendor hurriedly said, "Does Miss like this? This jade ring is not expensive, only two coins of silver. If Miss likes it—"

The noble young man smiled, "If you like it, I will gift it to you."

With that, he reached into his pocket to take out money.

The vendor, naturally overjoyed, wanted to flatter them further, but saw the young lady’s eyes reveal a peculiar light, sternly she said, "Do you know what we call this thing back where I come from?"

"I don’t know."

"It’s called a ’ring’."

"Oh."

"Do you know what it means when a man gifts a woman a ’ring’ where I come from?"

"..."

The noble young man’s actions halted, his eyelashes quivering, giving her a glance.

The young lady also looked at him, her eyes shining more intensely than his.

She seemed prepared with an answer, even more than that, from her earnest expression at this moment, she was ready for not just an answer, but for him to question further—or perhaps, to ask for more from her.

However, the noble young man did not ask.

He only lowered his head, took out his purse, then took two coins of silver from it and handed them to the vendor. Then he smiled and said, "Let’s go."

"..."

The young lady looked at him for a while, her eyes showing a trace of disappointment, but she said nothing, only slipped the jade ring onto a ribbon hanging from her waist, then instructed the carriage to return, and walked ahead with the noble young man.

Soon, the figures of both disappeared ahead.

Only the vendor stood dumbfounded, watching the pair, a picture of a perfect couple, slowly recede into the distance, unable to regain his composure for a long time—just now, from their brief conversation, he vaguely sensed that their identities were either wealthy or noble, especially the young man, whose identity seemed even more distinguished beyond words.

Strangely, such a noble young man and a noble lady should shop in grand stores, why would they stop by his stall?

Come to think of it, what the noble young man truly looked at—

The vendor reached out, picked up the least conspicuous wooden comb on his stall, and examined it. It was the only thing the noble young man had looked at, and instead of showing interest, his gaze seemed more like he cherished it. If he wasn’t finding novelty in using such a simple thing, perhaps he had something on his mind that he couldn’t express.

But who knows what someone like him could have on his mind?

For such important figures, what they should be concerned with would surely be major affairs, wouldn’t it?

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While the vendor was filled with puzzlement yet couldn’t make heads or tails of it, the enviable pair of noble young man and noble lady had already walked out of the street, even arriving at a more bustling market outside. After walking for a while, they entered a tavern.

The waiter warmly escorted them upstairs and found a secluded elegant room for them to sit.

Soon, the tea was prepared.

It wasn’t until the waiter received a tip, thanked them profusely, and left, lowering the bead curtain at the entrance of the elegant room before leaving, making the almost empty second floor even more silent, did Yu Wenqian calmly speak.

His voice was like a sound seeping out in this quiet environment, adding more tranquility to the heart.

"Do you—have any reason for seeking me out?"

In front of him, a hand unconsciously caressing the jade ring just recently hung on her waist, was Yu Mingyue, who had suddenly appeared in court. She was praised by many yet stirred up even more suspicion; the eldest miss of the Yu Family.

Upon hearing Yu Wenqian’s voice, she raised her head.

Those naturally domineering eyes, which remained unsoftened even in front of Yu Dingxing, showed unreserved tenderness when facing Yu Wenqian. She smiled gently and said, "Nothing."

"Then—"

"I just think you seem troubled lately."

"..."

"So, I’m here to find you."

"..."

Yu Wenqian was silent for a moment and then smiled faintly, but that smile clearly revealed a trace of bewilderment, and he said, "What secret could I possibly have?"

Ming Yue looked at him steadily, and after a long time, suddenly said, "You’ve been observing Shang Ruyi, haven’t you?"

"...!"

Yu Wenqian’s breath deepened.

Yet he remained expressionless, merely looking up at her, while Ming Yue seemed to have already noticed the change in his breath, her brows gradually furrowing as she said, "I know you’ve always been mindful of this matter."

"..."

"So, on her wedding day, you secretly went to see her."

"..."

"It’s just that at that time, Chu Yang—" Her words didn’t finish as Yu Wenqian shot her another heavy glance. Ming Yue took a deep breath and changed her words, "The late Emperor, at that time, the late Emperor was also with her, which is why your whereabouts weren’t discovered; but because the late Emperor was there, you couldn’t meet her."

"..."

"Later, after capturing Daxing City, you went to Yanyue City, also to see her."

"..."

"This time during the Battle of Fufeng, you even took advantage of the Ministry of War’s order, personally going to Fufeng and guarded Fufeng City with her."

As she said these words, Yu Wenqian remained silent, quietly staring at the cups on the table. The tea water gently swayed, the gleaming water reflected in his eyes, appearing calm, yet seeming to have a hint of undercurrents rolling in the depths of his gaze.

He said, "Do you truly believe that I have feelings for her?"

"..."

Ming Yue quietly looked at him for a long time.

From the very first meeting between them—even though, it wasn’t really a meeting, but rather she felt, from the depths of her soul, the gentle yet solitary soul of another person. In just a moment, she had recognized him. Although her soul later experienced chaos, her spirit bewilderment, and her body suffering, she unwaveringly accepted him.

Until everything returned to normal, she completely understood the grand and chaotic historical torrent she was caught in.

Yet, she steadfastly accepted him.

But acceptance does not represent clarity.

Even though she knew many things that would happen in the world, saw through the destinies of many surrounding people, she could not see through people’s hearts. Not even Heaven could truly glimpse a heart full of delicate feelings yet riddled with scars.

So, hearing his counter-question, Ming Yue also shivered slightly, her fingers lightly trembling as they caressed the smooth and delicate jade stone.

She held her breath, looking up at his clear eyes: "I think you shouldn’t—won’t have feelings for someone who ’betrayed’ you."

"..."

Yu Wenqian paused in silence and then chuckled, "Of course."

As he spoke, he looked towards Ming Yue, a gentle light flickering in his clear eyes. But because his gaze flickered, that gentleness seemed rather elusive. He softly said, "From the beginning you told me—and later the truth proved your words."

"..."

"I certainly haven’t forgotten."

"..."

"Shang Ruyi betrayed me, Yu Wenqian."

Ming Yue seemed to let out a sigh of relief, but her expression did not relax in the slightest, staring at Yu Wenqian and said, "In that case, why are you so focused on her?"

Yu Wenqian said, "I just think that she towards the second brother..."

"What?"

"Previously, I thought she was a petty person chasing benefits, ingratiating herself with power—yet these days, I’ve heard of her disregarding life and death in Yanmen County, her bravery at Xingluo Granary, and guarding the late Emperor to the very end; after returning, she wholeheartedly assisted the second brother, in Fufeng, even wanting to live or die with him..."

As he spoke, his gentle voice gradually turned hoarse, as if his heart was also enduring hardship, he said with a bitter tone, "So I wonder whether her choice was actually wrong."

"..."

"What’s wrong is—"

Ming Yue’s brows tightened instantly.

She said solemnly, "You’re speaking for her? She betrayed you, yet you’re speaking for her?"

Yu Wenqian was silent for a long time, then looked up at her. His gaze became even more tender, and his lips curved slightly in what seemed a relieved smile, saying, "I’m not speaking for her."

"..."

"I just feel that maybe you—"

Ming Yue suddenly sneered and said, "You see her loyalty to Yu Wenye and think she’s right?"

"..."

"Do you think her loyalty to Yu Wenye is genuine?"