In her past life, she remained a widow for three years to support her entire family. She awaited her husband's return, only to end up with her maiden family being wiped out. Reborn once again, ...
Upon hearing Yuan Zhao's words, Rong Ruo lifted her eyelids and glanced at her.
He knew that Yuan Zhao had been making a lot of noise these past few days, but he didn't know what she was trying to do.
"What is it?"
"Please watch a play, Your Excellency."
Although many people will be invited tomorrow, none of them carry as much weight as Rong Ruo. Most importantly, he is the emperor's most trusted person.
Rong Ruo naturally knew what he was thinking. His fingers tapped lightly on the table, as if he were judging something.
Yuan Zhao did not urge him, but waited for him to make the final decision.
After a long while, Rong Ruo finally spoke:
"Many people want to invite me to watch a play."
The implication is that everyone wants to invite me to a play, so why should I go see your play?
Yuan Zhao pursed his lips and smiled:
"Because this scene still needs the help of the supervisor."
"..."
Rong Ruo looked coldly at Yuan Zhao:
"You've got some nerve."
They even dared to plot against him.
Yuan Zhao did not retreat, but slowly bowed:
"Thank you, Supervisor!"
Rong Ruo: "..."
A subtle glint flashed in his eyes. This woman was getting bolder and bolder; she wasn't afraid of him anymore.
The next day arrived quickly, and the Marquis's mansion was bustling with activity from early morning. Everyone was in high spirits, and even the servants knew how important today was for the Marquis's mansion.
Soon, the guests arrived one after another, and Zhou Shiyuan and Yuan Zhao greeted them outside.
Today, Zhou Shiyuan was no longer in a slump; he was dressed in a deep blue brocade robe and looked exceptionally spirited.
Judging from his appearance alone, Zhou Shiyuan deserves the title of a handsome young man. He is also quite talented and skilled in martial arts, and is naturally the lover in the hearts of many young ladies.
If it weren't for her father's military power, Yuan Zhao might not have been able to marry into the Marquis's family.
Looking at the bustling courtyard again, the gloom that had been weighing on Zhou Shiyuan's heart for many days vanished completely, as if he had returned to the state he was in before the incident at the Marquis's mansion.
Because he was in a good mood, he even found Yuan Zhao beside him more pleasing to the eye.
Yuan Zhao was also dressed up in her finest attire today, wearing a flowing, wide-sleeved dress that accentuated her already slender waist, making it appear as if it could be encircled by one hand. The dress, made of an unknown material, reflected a light blue light under the sunlight, captivating all who saw it.
Upon closer inspection, he discovered that Yuan Zhao was exceptionally beautiful. Unlike Bai Mianmian's delicate appearance, she possessed striking and clear features, with an exotic charm.
Zhou Shiyuan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and a fiery glint flashed in his eyes.
Noticing his gaze, Yuan Zhao glanced at him and then saw the lust in his eyes that he couldn't hide in time. She was stunned, and then felt extremely disgusted.
Zhou Shiyuan, oblivious to the danger, took advantage of the moment when no one was around and whispered:
"You did a good job today."
He paused for a moment and continued:
“I know you’ve suffered. Don’t cause trouble in the future. I will treat you well.”
Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhao almost laughed in anger.
She really didn't know Zhou Shiyuan was so shameless, let alone that he had such a good self-image.
He looked down on her, thinking she was unchaste, yet he couldn't bear to part with her.
He thought that if he lowered his standards, people would cling to him like dogs.
Oh!
Is he the only man in the world?
Even if he were the only man in the world, she would rather choose Rong Ruo, that eunuch, than choose him.
Thinking of today's dramatic turn of events, she suppressed the urge to confront him on the spot and lowered her voice as well:
“Your Highness, I am a clean freak; I never want anything that is dirty.”
As he spoke, Yuan Zhao's gaze lingered on a certain spot on Zhou Shiyuan's body, his disdain undisguised.