Yuan Zhao was completely unaware of what the people in the Marquis's mansion were thinking. At this moment, she had already arrived at the Rong mansion, which she had not visited in a long time.

"The Grand Eunuch is in his bedroom. Miss Yuan, please go there yourself."

Qingzhu spoke up.

He doesn't shy away from it anymore. The Grand Eunuch has been staying in Yuan Zhao's room for so long, so it's no surprise that Yuan Zhao can go to the Grand Eunuch's room.

Even though it's springtime, it's still a bit chilly in the mornings and evenings.

The thought of meeting that unpredictable and ruthless star made Yuan Zhao feel increasingly cold.

She pulled her cloak tighter around herself before walking toward Rong Ruo's courtyard.

Wusong and Nanshan were guarding the door. They exchanged a glance and let her in.

Upon entering, Yuan Zhao was immediately taken aback by the wave of heat.

It was so hot! I wonder how fiercely the fire was burning inside. Even so, Rong Ruo was still wearing a thick cotton-padded coat.

Yuan Zhao felt a heat rising in her body when she looked at Rong Ruo, but she knew that Rong Ruo was actually ice cold.

If she hadn't experienced it herself, she would never have imagined the kind of suffering that such a seemingly divine person was enduring.

This guy was truly stoic; Yuan Zhao never saw any pain or discomfort on his face.

In some ways, this jinx is indeed admirable.

Rong Ruo had noticed when Yuan Zhao entered that no one else dared to come in directly, and the sound of her footsteps was different from the others.

Most importantly, her scent was different from others.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the chill on his body had subsided a bit after Yuan Zhao came in.

He had been waiting for Yuan Zhao to come, but Yuan Zhao never showed up. He raised his head impatiently and said unhappily:

What are you doing standing there?

Yuan Zhao snapped out of her daze and quickly walked towards Rong Ruo. Only when she got closer did she bow.

"My Lord, I was wrong before."

Upon hearing this, Rong Ruo's expression softened somewhat.

He fiddled with the white jade thumb ring on his hand and casually asked:

Where did we go wrong?

Yuan Zhao froze upon hearing this. She really didn't know what she had done wrong, but who knew this jinx would ask about it.

She thought and thought but couldn't figure out how to answer, so she could only say:

"No matter the reason, I was wrong."

She figured this statement couldn't be wrong, but Rong Ruo almost laughed in anger when he heard it.

This person was somewhat clever when dealing with the Zhou family, but when facing him, his brain turned to mush.

He didn't offer any advice, only coldly saying:

"If you can't figure it out, then keep thinking until you do."

Yuan Zhao was taken aback upon hearing this, feeling extremely frustrated.

She must be crazy to invite trouble for herself, but now that she's here, it won't be easy for her to leave.

She didn't think Rong Ruo would be so generous as to let her leave.

Moreover, if she dared to leave at this point, she would be courting death.

She calmed down and began to carefully recall every detail of her interactions with Rong Ruo that day, analyzing exactly when she had angered him.

Seeing that she was thinking seriously, Rong Ruo's expression softened considerably.

Then he carefully examined his body and, sure enough, it wasn't his imagination; his body really wasn't that cold anymore.

I originally thought it was just her blood that was effective on me, but I never expected it to have such an effect in the same room.

He didn't take her blood that month; he just went to her place every night and held her as she fell asleep.

He had thought that close physical contact was necessary, but now it seems that it wasn't.

What secrets does Yuan Zhao hold?

Rong Ruo looked at Yuan Zhao with a probing gaze!

Yuan Zhao was lost in his own thoughts and did not notice Rong Ruo's unusual behavior.

She slowly recalled what had happened before. It seemed that he had suddenly spoken sarcastically. Was it because she had taken the initiative to approach him?

Thinking of this, she suddenly realized and quickly said:

"Master, I was wrong today. I thought you were cold, so I took it upon myself to touch you. It was my fault."