In the Yongning Marquis's residence, Yuan Zhao was carried into the courtyard and slowly 'woke up'.

Wenfeng and Linglong chased some of the maids away, and then Linglong couldn't help but start gesturing wildly.

“Miss, you didn’t see Zhou Shiyuan’s face just now. I’ve never seen him like that before. It’s hilarious.”

"And that old witch, she probably wishes she could just faint."

"Miss, you're amazing! How did you know they would go to see a doctor?"

Linglong looked at Yuan Zhao with admiration, her eyes sparkling. She thought her young lady was so clever, her plans were so meticulous and thorough.

She had no idea when her mistress had bribed that Physician Wang.

Wen Feng had a rough idea of ​​what was going on. He looked at Yuan Zhao with worry, his eyes red, and said:

"Miss, I'll go and make you some soup."

Yuan Zhao nodded.

After Wen Feng finished speaking, he pulled Linglong, who was still chattering, out of the room, and told Yuan Zhao to get some rest.

When she was alone in the room, Yuan Zhao subconsciously raised her hand, revealing her snow-white arm. There was a bluish-black mark on her slender, snow-white arm, which looked so out of place against the white background.

These marks would remain every time she returned from Rong Ruo's place; her body was covered in these marks.

Thinking of Physician Wang's diagnosis, a thoughtful look appeared in Yuan Zhao's eyes.

In Rong Ruo's bedroom in the Rong Mansion, a strange smell of rust and blood mingled with a peculiar fragrance, filling the air and creating an eerie atmosphere.

Rong Ruo, dressed in a moon-white robe, was leaning against the couch. His face was exceptionally fair today, which made his lips appear even redder. In particular, the slight trace of blood at the corner of his mouth made him look even more alluring.

He glanced at the red and black stuff in the bowl, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Then, a strange change suddenly occurred to him.

The fragrance in the room grew stronger, Rong Ruo's face became even paler, and his red lips became even redder, like fresh blood.

Even Qingzhu, who was used to serving him, couldn't help but be attracted to Rongruo's appearance.

Even though he had seen it many times, he was still attracted by the appearance of the Grand Eunuch every time.

He couldn't even imagine what kind of turmoil would occur if others saw the Grand Eunuch's appearance.

Under the lamplight, Rong Ruo raised her neck, revealing her snow-white and fragile neck, like a bewitching flower blooming on the verge of death, presenting a sense of fragmentation that makes one want to crush it.

After an unknown amount of time, Rong Ruo gradually calmed down.

He slowly opened his eyes, a touch of red flashing across them, making him appear even more alluring.

"Handkerchief!"

He spoke slowly.

Qingzhu did not offer the handkerchief immediately.

Rong Ruo glanced at him impatiently. Qingzhu, who had just come to his senses, realized that he had been staring blankly. He was shocked and quickly offered the handkerchief before kneeling on the ground.

"Please punish me, Your Excellency!"

He was somewhat annoyed; how could he have made such a mistake? He was completely stunned.

However, he couldn't help it; the beauty of the eunuch was inhuman, a beauty that transcended the boundaries between men and women.

Rong Ruo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said coldly:

Go down and receive twenty lashes!

"yes!"

Qingzhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Twenty lashes were alright; she couldn't repeat the mistake next time.

Before leaving, he suddenly remembered what had happened at the Yongning Marquis's residence that day, and quickly and carefully reported it.

Upon hearing the shopkeepers come to ask for money, Rong Ruo's lips curled slightly:

"At least you have some brains!"

Upon hearing that Yuan Zhao was suffering from blood and qi deficiency, he frowned deeply.

"Go to the warehouse and get some blood-replenishing medicine and send it over."

"Yes, Master!"

Just as Qingzhu was about to leave, Rongruo gave another order:

"Let's make this even bigger."

Qingzhu was taken aback for a moment, then replied, "Understood."

After Qingzhu stepped down, Rongruo raised his hand, and the gyrfalcon standing on the railing flew into Rongruo's hand.

Rong Ruo raised his hand and stroked its feathers before saying thoughtfully:

"Things are getting more and more interesting."