Once the thought flashed through Yuan Zhao's mind, it wouldn't leave him.

Yuan Zhao felt this was highly likely, and only in this way could the emperor's favoritism towards Rong Ruo be explained.

With the imperial decree issued, her relationship with Rong Ruo was practically a done deal.

Previously, she had planned to appease Rong Ruo first, and then proceed gradually.

However, if Rong Ruo's identity changes, then everything will need to be reconsidered.

Would the emperor allow his son to become a eunuch?

Is it possible that Rong Ruo, the eunuch, was a fake?

Thinking of this, Yuan Zhao could no longer sit still and stood up abruptly.

She had been sitting there lost in thought, and neither Wenfeng nor Linglong dared to disturb her. When she suddenly stood up, they were both startled.

"Miss……"

"...It's alright, where's Jinzhu?"

Yuan Zhao asked.

"She is in her room. I will go and call her."

Wen Feng quickly replied.

Although Jinzhu was nominally Yuanzhao's maid, Yuanzhao had given instructions that she was not usually served personally and was only sought out when there was a need.

Jinzhu came over, glanced at Yuan Zhao and said:

"What are your orders, Miss?"

She thought Yuan Zhao wanted her to prepare some medicine. After Yuan Zhao dismissed Wen Feng and Linglong, he looked at Jin Zhu and said:

"You took Rong Ruo's pulse, could you tell if there was anything wrong with his body?"

When Yuan Zhao asked this question, his heart was in his throat.

If Rongruo is indeed not a eunuch as she thinks, then there is a high probability that he is a prince.

She didn't know if pulse diagnosis could reveal the answer, but she still wanted to ask.

Jinzhu clearly didn't understand her meaning, and looked at her with a puzzled expression, saying:

"He's been poisoned by cold."

"...I mean, besides the poisoning, is there anything else wrong with his body?"

Fearing Jinzhu might not understand, she added:

"For example, is he physically suited to be a eunuch?"

Jinzhu frowned upon hearing this:

“It can’t be seen from taking his pulse. Besides, because he was poisoned by cold, his constitution is more yin and cold than that of an ordinary person.”

"...Never mind."

Yuan Zhao was somewhat disappointed, but also felt it was within expectations.

If a pulse diagnosis could reveal flaws, Rong Ruo would never have allowed Jin Zhu to diagnose his pulse that day.

"What...are you doubting?"

Jinzhu looked at Yuan Zhao and asked.

She didn't have many reservations about Yuan Zhao, and Yuan Zhao shook his head:

"I forgot what I told you today as soon as I left the house."

She didn't want to bring Jinzhu a deadly disaster.

Rongruo might not kill her, but that doesn't mean he won't kill Jinzhu.

Jinzhu naturally understood that Yuanzhao was doing it for her own good.

She thought for a moment and then said:

"If you want to confirm, there's no need to go through all that trouble."

"Aren't you two going to get married?"

Yuan Zhao: "..."

She waved for Jinzhu to leave first, and then pondered how else she could confirm Rongruo's identity.

She was so lost in thought that she didn't even notice the person in front of her when they arrived.

It wasn't until that flawless face appeared before her eyes that she reacted, instinctively tilting her head back.

Seeing that she had finally noticed him, Rong Ruo straightened up and looked at her, saying:

"What are you thinking about so intently?"

Yuan Zhao gave him a complicated look, she couldn't very well say that she had been thinking about him the whole time.

She could only laugh it off and brush off what had just happened.

"Why has the Grand Eunuch come?"

It wasn't even dark outside yet, and this person just showed up like that?

What do you want in your betrothal gifts?

Rong Ruo asked.