Yuan Zhao's heart pounded; she knew this was a golden opportunity.

At this moment, Rong Ruo was completely unguarded, making it easy for her to investigate.

She called out softly twice:

"Master Supervisor, Master Supervisor."

Seeing that Rong Ruo did not respond, she called out again:

"My husband, my husband."

Rong Ruo remained lying there, breathing evenly and making no movement.

Yuan Zhao hardened her heart and reached out to tentatively touch Rong Ruo, wanting to see if he was pretending to be asleep.

However, as soon as she touched Rong Ruo, she felt a burning sensation on the skin beneath her hand.

Rong Ruo had been poisoned by cold, and even though the poison had been cured, his skin was still cooler than that of ordinary people.

She had never seen Rong Ruo so hot before.

Is it sick?

Yuan Zhao was unsure and couldn't sit still any longer. Fortunately, Jin Zhu was at the General's Mansion, so she quickly sent someone to fetch her.

Hearing the commotion, Qingzhu and Wusong also arrived at Yuanzhao's courtyard.

Wusong quickly stepped forward to take Rongruo's pulse, and then loosened Rongruo's clothes. Only then did Yuanzhao see that Rongruo's arm was wrapped in gauze.

"Is he injured?"

"Yes, I was ambushed and hit by an arrow."

"In addition, the supervisor has been traveling overnight and hasn't had a proper rest these past two days, and he also drank alcohol today, so he has a fever."

As Wusong spoke, she went to prepare the medicine, while Yuan Zhao stood there with a complicated expression.

Although Wusong's words were calm, they contained a lot of meaning.

She could tell that the rime ice was being spoken to her.

Rong Ruo rushed back because today was the homecoming banquet, and he didn't want her to come back alone.

Moreover, he didn't mention any of these things, and he even accepted all the drinks his father and brothers offered him.

At this moment, Yuan Zhao couldn't quite describe the feeling in his heart.

She sat quietly to the side, watching Wusong administer medicine to Rongruo and then perform acupuncture on him.

"Master should be able to break the fever soon, please keep a close eye on him, Madam."

"……good."

Yuan Zhao agreed.

Wusong and Qingzhu quickly retreated, leaving only Rongruo and Yuanzhao in the room once again.

Looking at Rong Ruo sleeping soundly on the bed, Yuan Zhao felt complicated.

She knew this was a golden opportunity, and if she missed it, she might never find the answer she was looking for again.

Her gaze lingered on his lower abdomen for a long time before finally slowly moving away.

That's enough!

Regardless, considering his kindness in accompanying her on her homecoming visit today to put her father and brothers at ease, she decided not to pursue the matter further.

Yuan Zhao didn't know if she would regret her decision today, but she didn't regret it today.

Rong Ruo didn't sleep for long; she woke up after about an hour.

Perhaps because he saw that the surrounding environment was not familiar to him, he immediately opened his eyes and sat up.

"woke up?"

Yuan Zhao was sitting by the window reading when he heard the noise, so he brought over some hangover soup.

"Drink some hangover soup first, then take the medicine later. Your wound is a bit infected."

Upon hearing her words, Rong Ruo frowned and looked down at her arm.

"You had a fever just now. Wusong came in and re-bandaged your wound and gave you medicine."

Rong Ruo looked at Yuan Zhao for a while, then reached out and took the hangover soup from her hand. After drinking it, he said:

"You have surprised me somewhat."

His lower body clothing was intact and had not been touched.

He knew what Yuan Zhao suspected, but he didn't expect the other party to be able to hold back; this was something he hadn't anticipated.

Yuan Zhao knew what he was talking about, but pretended not to, and changed the subject:

“You’re injured. Let me tell my father and brothers, and we’ll head back first.”

"No rush, let's finish dinner first."

After Rong Ruo finished speaking, he leaned back on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.