"But I cannot divorce her."
Hearing this, Shang Ruyi immediately struggled, but she felt that Yu Wenye was still holding her tightly, not allowing her to move in the slightest. That feeling was just like back on the grassland, when every time he spoke, he wouldn't allow her to lift her head to look at him.
Even though she couldn't move, Shang Ruyi still said at once, "I—I didn't mean that."
To be honest, it wasn't that she didn't mind at all, but she had never had such a thought.
Marriage is no child's play. Even if she and Chu Ruoyan could barely be considered "love rivals," it hadn't reached the point of being true enemies, let alone to the extent of having to harm one another—Chu Ruoyan had married Yu Wenye as a concubine on the condition that Yu Wenqian would be enfeoffed as Han King back then. That had indeed helped them quite a bit, even if now, it seemed to have all come to nothing.
