Hearing this, Zhou Shiyuan was so angry he almost laughed.

Yuan Zhao was indeed a good wife, but the marriage was agreed upon by his father, or rather, by imperial decree.

Now that Yuan Zhao has done such a thing, it has become his fault alone.

Mr. Zhou seemed to have thought of this as well, and he coughed lightly and said:

"We can't let her continue like this."

Zhou Shiyuan nodded, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes:

"Then let her die of illness."

There's no way to divorce her now; the only way to get rid of Yuan Zhao is to let her die of illness.

In the inner quarters of the household, how many women have died in this way?

Hearing this, Zhou's father nodded in satisfaction.

"Good, let's be patient for a while longer."

The Yuan family just came to cause trouble, and now they're making Yuan Zhao 'die of illness'? That's too obvious.

"When she comes back, treat her well and make sure she doesn't find anything wrong with you again."

Regardless, at least on the surface, things should be done in a way that appears acceptable.

“My son knows.”

"Since your mother has already kicked that woman you brought back out, you should stop thinking about her."

Mr. Zhou said slowly:

"She's just a peasant girl, she's not good enough for you."

"After Yuan Zhao passes away, your father will naturally arrange a marriage between people of equal social standing. If you still can't let go of him then, we'll bring him back to be a concubine or a maidservant."

"Yes, Father."

Zhou Shiyuan had no objection to his father's suggestion.

Although he liked Bai Mianmian very much, he never thought of making her his wife.

He was the heir of a marquis's family, so his wife had to come from a prominent family.

Bai Mianmian is sensible and understanding; it's fine to keep her as a pet.

"By the way, Zhijie is doing well, take good care of him."

Mr. Zhou praised Zhou Zhijie's performance today, saying:

"At only two years old, she already knows how to assess the situation, which is very good."

Hearing his father mention his son, Zhou Shiyuan's face lit up with a smile.

“Zhijie has been very well-behaved since birth, never crying or fussing. Now, at just two years old, he can already recite the Thousand Character Classic.”

"really?"

Zhou's father was unaware of this matter, but upon hearing it, his eyes lit up. He might have found a way to quickly establish the Marquis's mansion in the capital.

Zhou Shiyuan clearly thought the same thing, and he said:

"This is also why my son insisted on bringing them back together."

Now that the Marquis's mansion is in decline, they desperately need a gimmick to bring it back into the public eye.

Using child prodigies is the best method.

Those prestigious families and high-ranking officials admire those with extensive knowledge, and since their son, who was only two years old, could already recite the Thousand Character Classic fluently, he would surely catch their eye.

When the tide rises, won't their Marquis's mansion rise to a higher level?

Thinking of this, the father and son smiled at each other.

Yuan Zhao had no idea what the Zhou family father and son were planning. At this time, she had already arrived at Rong Ruo's residence.

This time, she was not taken to the bedroom, but to the study.

Rong Ruo changed out of his domineering flying fish robe and into a plain black robe, seemingly handling official business. The fierce gyrfalcon was pecking at its feathers on the railing.

The gentle spring sunlight streamed through the window and shone on his face, making his jade-like skin appear even smoother.

Even though he felt disgusted, Yuan Zhao had to admit that Rong Ruo's face was really good-looking.

Many of them said that Rongruo was so favored because of his face, and even that he climbed into the emperor's bed.

Yuan Zhao hadn't believed these words before, but now, seeing Rong Ruo's face, she was starting to believe them. Otherwise, how could she explain the Emperor's trust in him so much?

Just as she was lost in thought, Rong Ruo spoke:

Have you seen enough?

What were you thinking about just now?