"Sister-in-law."

Seeing her family made Yuan Zhao very happy.

When Yuan Zhao's eldest sister-in-law saw her, she first carefully looked her over, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Yuan Zhao did not seem to have been wronged.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and after the maids and others had left, the eldest sister-in-law of the Yuan family couldn't help but say:

"Zhaozhao, what exactly are you planning to do? Do you have a plan?"

As early as when the rumors started, Yuan Zhao sent someone to the General's Mansion to tell them not to pay attention to them, as she knew what she was doing.

They remained inactive for the time being, but as the rumors intensified over the past few days, they became restless. In the past few days, their father-in-law had smashed quite a few things in the mansion.

Her husband and second uncle didn't look well either, and she couldn't sit still, so she came over today.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, it'll be over in a day or two."

Yuan Zhao spoke.

Seeing her confident demeanor, Yuan's eldest sister-in-law finally felt relieved.

After hesitating for a moment, she spoke:

"Zhaozhao, once this matter is over, let's get a divorce and go home. There's no need to waste our time with them."

"You're still young, don't waste your life on them."

Yuan's eldest sister-in-law said these words because she genuinely cared about Yuan Zhao.

"If you don't like swords and spears, you can choose a virtuous but poor man after the imperial examination. You can let him marry into your family, and you won't have to worry about him being mistreated in the future."

This was naturally not just her idea; her father-in-law and the others had been discussing this issue every day for the past few days.

Yuan Zhao felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing this and said:

"Sister-in-law, I know what I'm doing."

"Don't worry, I will never wrong myself again."

Hearing this, Yuan's eldest sister-in-law left with peace of mind, and went back to relay her conversation with Yuan Zhao that day, but that's another story.

Meanwhile, Yuan Zhao and Rong Ruo have been getting along better and better these past few days. Although Rong Ruo usually comes over at night, the two of them don't disturb each other and do their own things. If it weren't for the fact that they had to lie in the same bed at night, Yuan Zhao would think that Rong Ruo is a pretty good roommate.

Rong Ruo has been feeling increasingly cold these past two days, and Yuan Zhao suspects that the poison in his body is about to flare up again.

That night, she offered to let him use her blood, but Rong Ruo glanced at her and said coldly:

"You're really looking for death!"

Her body hasn't fully recovered yet; if he uses blood again, he might not see the sun rise tomorrow.

Yuan Zhao was taken aback when she heard this. She actually detected a hint of concern in his sharp tongue. However, she was also self-aware enough to know that Rong Ruo was not concerned about her, but rather worried that he would lose a long-term blood bank.

However, at least this person wasn't completely heartless, so after hesitating for a moment, she couldn't help but ask:

"Master Supervisor, is this poison... incurable?"

Rong Ruo, who was reading, raised his eyelids and glanced at her upon hearing this, saying with a half-smile:

"What? Want to see how much longer you have to live?"

Yuan Zhao: "..."

Forget it, she shouldn't have said anything. It's better if this person dies sooner rather than later.

As if knowing what she was thinking, Rong Ruo curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold smile:

"Rest assured, if I live, you live; if I die, you will be buried with me."

Yuan Zhao: "..."

She understood what Rong Ruo meant, but why did his words sound so strange?

Who would want to live and die with him?

The next morning, just as Rong Ruo was about to go to the morning court, Qing Zhu came over and reported a few words. He glanced at Yuan Zhao and said:

The person you've been waiting for has arrived!