The whole room suddenly fell silent.
Shang Ruyi felt those eyes, still emanating a scorching heat in the darkness, were tightly fixed on her. Yet she hesitated and remained silent for a while before asking, "Should I choose?"
Yu Wenye said, "Hmm."
"Will it matter if I choose?"
"It matters."
"..."
This time, Shang Ruyi was silent for even longer. After a while, she softly yet clearly spoke, "I would choose the nation and the people."
"...!"
Yu Wenye's breath deepened.
And just as his body shook with the impact, a pair of warm, soft hands swiftly climbed onto his chest, looped around his neck, and embraced him. Soon, a soft, fragrant body nestled against him, tightly hugging him.
Yu Wenye's body stiffened again.
He was not unfamiliar with this atmosphere, this aura. In previous conflicts, when Shang Ruyi took the initiative to reconcile afterwards, the atmosphere would be like this, and this aura would emanate from her.
So, she was making amends.
