It's Yu Wenqian.
He tilted his head slightly, looking at Shang Ruyi in the long corridor, and said with a smile, "I went to be a poetry judge."
A poetry judge...?
Does that mean the judge of the poetry contest?
Though Shang Ruyi's heart skipped a beat, she immediately walked down from the corridor, approaching him, and bowed, "Elder Brother."
Yu Wenqian looked at her with a smile, "Sister-in-law, it's been a while."
"Thank you for your concern, Ru Yi is well."
"That's good,"
Yu Wenqian said, "I heard that later, you won another great victory, and I was worried you might go all out for Feng Chen again. Luckily, it wasn't you this time."
"..."
In the blazing sunset, Shang Ruyi's ears flushed slightly.
But she tried to calm herself down and said softly, "If I have the strength to serve the court, it would be my honor to fight on the battlefield. It's just that this time, it wasn't my turn."
