Tu Sheer knew that she was asking about Yu Wenye, so he smiled and said, "Second Young Master has left beforehand."
"..."
Shang Ruyi blinked his dreamy eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of loss for no reason: "Oh..."
She thought she would see him when she woke up.
However, he naturally had business to do after he returned to Taiyuan. As a newlyweds who were getting married tomorrow, it seemed that they should not meet again at this time.
Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi felt that his loss was a bit inexplicable.
She calmed down and asked, "So, is there anyone else here?"
Before Tusheer could speak, a laughing voice suddenly sounded at the door——
"Miss Ruyi, I am here to serve you."
Shang Ruyi hurriedly looked up and saw a middle-aged woman pushing the door open and walking in with a smile.
This person is about forty years old, her skin is a little rough, but she has a pretty face. She must have been a beauty when she was young. Moreover, although her clothes are simple, she is exquisite in every aspect, and her face is full of smiles, but there seems to be something hidden in her smile. Emotions unrelated to laughter.
She walked to the bed, looked down at Shang Ruyi, and said softly: "Miss Ruyi, are you okay?"
Shang Ruyi said cautiously: "You are——"
Tu Sheer on the side immediately said: "This is Aunt Hui."
Shang Ruyi suddenly felt his scalp numb.
Before getting married, in addition to several elders and young masters of the Yuwen family, Yu specifically told her about this "Aunt Hui".
This Aunt Hui, whose surname is Han, was originally the confidant of Dong, the first wife of Lord Sheng Guo. After Dong died of dystocia, the young eldest son was completely entrusted to her care.
A few years later, Duke Sheng Guo married his second wife, Yu Wenye's biological mother, Guan Yunmu.
However, this official lady had a docile temperament and was independent of the world. Especially after giving birth to the third son, she was still lingering on the bedside. Therefore, Aunt Hui was still responsible for taking care of all the affairs in the palace, and she almost became the head of the Duke's palace.
Realizing that the person in front of him was her, Shang Ruyi hurriedly stood up and saluted.
Aunt Hui stretched out her hand to hold her down and said, "Young lady's injury has just been treated with medicine, so don't move for the time being."
Shang Ruyi said: "Then Ruyi would be rude."
She could only lie down again, and then looked up carefully.
This time, she met Aunt Hui's gaze looking down at her, and the scrutiny in that gaze made her a little uneasy.
The atmosphere seemed to be stagnant for a moment.
After a while, Aunt Hui smiled and said: "The Duke has been praising Miss Ruyi since he came back from Luoyang. He said that you are beautiful, smart and smart. Now it seems that you are well-deserved."
Shang Ruyi forced a smile and said: "The Duke of the country has given you too much praise."
Aunt Hui smiled and said, "What's the point of over-praise? Miss Ruyi is getting married to Ye'er tomorrow, and it's her family. Speaking of my family, there's no such thing as too much praise or too much praise."
Shang Ruyi looked at her, thought about it again, and said with a smile, "Yes, you don't have to mince words when talking to someone from your own family."
"..."
At this moment, Aunt Hui's eyes flickered.
She looked at Shang Ruyi for a while, then looked back at the sky outside the window, and then said with a smile: "However, it is getting late today, and we have to prepare for the wedding tomorrow. Miss Ruyi should go to bed early."
"..."
"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow."
After saying that, Aunt Hui turned and left.
"..."
Shang Ruyi looked at her back solemnly, feeling keenly that what Aunt Hui said when she came to this scene, only the sentence "I'll talk about it tomorrow" was the key point.
What on earth was she going to tell herself?
