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, ...
Compared to Zhou Shiyuan's anger, Yuan Zhao appeared remarkably calm.
Faced with his rebuke, she said calmly:
"What is the young master saying? I don't understand!"
"quibble!"
At this moment, Zhou Shiyuan wished he could strangle Chu Qing. This woman was too ruthless; she had even thought of such a method.
"You clearly know her relationship with me, you clearly know she is Yujie's biological mother. How are my son and I supposed to face anyone after what you've done today?"
Yuan Zhao smiled slightly upon hearing this:
"Your Highness is joking. I do not know her relationship with Your Highness. I only know that she is a maidservant by my mother's side. As for Yujie, he now calls me Mother."
"you?"
Zhou Shiyuan choked up and couldn't speak.
He realized that since his return, he had never won against Yuan Zhao, whether in verbal or physical arguments.
He felt like a clown, and everything he had done before was probably a joke in her eyes. She watched him make a scene, endured it all, and then, on this day when he was at his most glorious, she struck him down.
Such deep scheming, such ruthless plotting.
All the path he had paved for himself and his son today had been in vain. Thinking of this, Zhou Shiyuan's vision blurred and he almost fainted.
But at this crucial moment, Yuan Zhao added fuel to the fire by saying:
"Your Highness, please be careful. Your grandmother and father-in-law have both fainted. You must hold on, or I will have Linglong call the doctor back again."
"..."
Zhou Shiyuan really felt like he was going to faint, but he was still holding on, relying entirely on his inner belief to keep going.
He told himself he couldn't faint, he couldn't fall into Yuan Zhao's trap.
With his father and grandmother both in trouble, if he can't hold on any longer, there really won't be anyone in this huge Marquis's mansion who can control Chu Qing.
At this moment, Zhou Shiyuan completely forgot that in his several encounters with Chu Qing, he had not gained the slightest advantage.
Seeing that Zhou Shiyuan was putting on a brave face, Yuan Zhao pouted, seemingly unhappy that he hadn't actually died of anger.
Seeing her somewhat disappointed expression, Zhou Shiyuan felt as if he had regained some of his confidence, and said with his head held high:
"I won't let you have your way."
After saying that, he forced himself to leave. So many things had happened today, and he still needed to figure out if there was any way to salvage the situation.
Watching him leave, Yuan Zhao chuckled softly, slowly shook his head, and a hint of irony appeared in his eyes.
Wen Feng, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but say:
"I never thought he was this stupid before."
Yuan Zhao smiled slightly. Zhou Shiyuan wasn't stupid; it's just that he had always had a smooth life. Even when the Marquis's mansion was in trouble, he didn't suffer much. He was rescued by Bai Mianmian and remained a young master.
Now, with one accident after another, he has suffered some hardships, but he still hasn't come to terms with reality.
The reason he's stopping himself so quickly is because he wants to see if there's still room for maneuver.
Little did he know that she had already planned everything. Otherwise, why would she have invited Rong Ruo here today? Her purpose was naturally to get the news to the Emperor's ears.
If the Emperor were to find out about these absurd things, the Yongning Marquis's mansion would never have a chance to rise again.
Let Zhou Shiyuan do whatever he wants.
"By the way, where is Bai Mianmian?"
"He's still in the woodshed and hasn't woken up yet."
After finishing speaking, Wen Feng glanced around and lowered his voice, saying:
"Jinzhu is really amazing."
She was worried that the doctor would notice something was wrong when he took her father's pulse, but to her surprise, the doctor didn't notice anything amiss at all.
I never imagined that the person the young lady picked up casually would be so useful.
Suddenly remembering something, Wen Feng looked at Yuan Zhao with concern:
"Miss, the young master is already suspicious. Should we tell him the truth?"