"Yurou, I was very hesitant before coming here. Do you know about this matter? Now it seems that you know nothing. Please take a look at what Yurong wrote about your husband." Zhu handed the letter to Yurou.

Yu Rou, who was originally feeling sorry for herself, opened the letter and her eyes widened the more she read.

It was like a bolt of lightning from the blue, hitting her on the head.

The hand holding the letter was shaking, and Yurou's face turned pale...

Zhu said, "If I'm not mistaken, your illness is probably related to Xie Junze. You don't have to blame yourself. In fact, if my daughter encountered this kind of thing, I wouldn't worry at all. But it happened to you. As the saying goes, women are weak because they are women. If you don't think about yourself, you should at least think about your son."

If it were her Yurong, she would have made a big fuss long ago, causing chaos in the Xie family.

"Auntie, I'm not as strong as Yurong." Yurou smiled bitterly.

Even if she knew that Xie Junze had a preference for men, what would she do? Besides, she was not completely unaware of it. During these years of marriage, especially when they were newly married, he often made out with her. Normally, he seldom touched her, and she never thought anything of it.

Only occasionally, when Yu Rong lived opposite the moon, she heard a servant from the Yang family secretly mention that Wei Xuanning and Yu Rong had to drink water almost every day. She was fascinated by what the servants said so enthusiastically.

Only then did she realize that couples could be so close.

Zhu looked at her and sighed, "If you believe me, I will find a doctor to treat you and won't let anyone know. Rongjie wrote to me from afar, she doesn't want you to die like this. Besides, your illness makes even an outsider like me suspicious, let alone a member of the Xie family. If you don't cure it privately, then the Xie family will naturally be fine. But you just endure it like this, which is exactly what the Xie family wants to see."

The Xie family might know Yu Rou's character and hope that she would die on her own and be buried hastily without anyone saying anything.

After all, Yang's eldest wife, Xie, is their aunt, so maybe Xie can help cover it up.

"But I have no choice." Yu Rou smiled sadly.

Her life has been like a floating duckweed, enduring everything she encounters. She is not Yurong, who dares to confront everyone and does not care about other people's opinions.

If that's the case, she might as well die.

Especially if this disease is exposed, she will have to endure the criticism of others for the rest of her life. She knows that Zhu is kind-hearted, but she dare not take the risk. She even begged Zhu, "Auntie, I know my own body. Thank you sister Yurong for telling me, and thank you for your concern, which let me know the truth. But many things are already irreversible. Yurou does not ask for anything else, just keep this secret for me in the future."

Zhu didn't understand, she really didn't understand, "Why are you doing this? Why do you do this?"

This was clearly a great opportunity. It was the fault of the Xie family and Xie Junze. What did it have to do with her? She was still so young.

Yu Rou shook her head: "I know you are doing this for my own good, but if anyone knows about my illness, it will not only harm me, but also all the girls in the Yang family."

Even if Xie Junze infected her, no one would believe it.

Others will just say that this kind of thing happens a lot. A man is having fun outside and he is fine, but you get a dirty disease, so that's your problem.

Zhu didn't know what to do.

Since the other party refused to help, she couldn't force him to do anything.

After leaving Xie's house, Zhu was in a state of daze. At home, Fan was leading the servants to set the table. Seeing her mother-in-law coming back, she hurriedly said, "Mother, my daughter-in-law made pigeon soup today. You always like to drink clear soup. Come and try it and see how it tastes."

Usually, Zhu loved eating and drinking, otherwise she wouldn't have gained weight. But today, she had no appetite at all. However, she didn't want to refuse her daughter-in-law's kindness, so she drank a few sips of soup with a spoon, and then it became tasteless.

Fan asked cautiously, "But it's not to your liking?"

"Nothing, I just feel sick. You can sit down and eat too."

Zhu ate a bowl of rice reluctantly, but still felt that she could not just sit and wait for death. However, if she went to look for Xie, she knew that it would be in vain. First of all, Xie was not very happy about her going to visit the patient without her knowledge.

She has always believed that when you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; when you marry a dog, you follow the dog. Besides, being a man's boyfriend is not a big deal for Xie.

If she got a bacterial infection, it definitely had nothing to do with men; it was her own carelessness.

Before finding a solution, Zhu dared not tell anyone about this matter, including her husband Yang Zhao, who was a man with a loose tongue. He could not keep anything secret except the matters concerning the Empress.

Zhu thought, her daughter had never had her period, yet she was able to get along well with her son-in-law and was never afraid of anything, so why was Yurou so fragile?

This is simply too much anger.

I feel sorry for their misfortune and angry at their lack of resistance.

It happened that Yang Zhao was on duty tonight and would not come back. The two concubines, Xiangqiao and Qingling, were very sensible and would not come out easily.

Zhu was so depressed that she couldn't sleep at all.

If Yurou cooperated, it would be easy for her, but if Yurou didn't cooperate, just like the two archways at the gate of the Yang family, they would only sacrifice for the Yang family.

**

"Today we have invited a troupe from Jiangnan called Xiaoxiban. The singing of these characters is so good." Mrs. Judu raised her wine to toast everyone.

Yurong was pregnant, so she naturally couldn't drink. She took a sip from the rim of the cup and then put it down.

The wife of the prefect Lu was very supportive, "It is thanks to you that we were able to hire the Xiaoxi Troupe. I heard that they came here from Danzhou and didn't even give face to the governor."

Mrs. Ju Du then said modestly, "You know me well. I like to be lively and have fun with others. What's the point of watching alone?"

"Mrs. Wei, what kind of operas did you listen to in Kyoto?" Mrs. Leng suddenly asked.

Yurong wanted to leave first, as she was pregnant and the smell was too strong here. But Madam Leng called her and everyone looked over. She smiled and said, "My parents always invite a troupe from Shu to come to my husband's house for the New Year. They perform operas for 15 days, but they are nothing more than The Yellow Millet Dream, The Full Hut Cage, Magu's Birthday Worship, or the Hui Opera."

"After all, we are not as knowledgeable as you, but Madam Quandu's small troupe today must be very good. Alas, no matter how good Kyoto is, we are in Qingzhou now. Madam Wei should still listen to our small troupe. After all, monks sing the scriptures according to where they are." Madam Leng said.

Yurong found this interesting. This Madam Leng was not a good person. She was timid and could be easily frightened. But now it seemed as if she was warning her to listen to Madam Judu.

Is she really that bold? Then let her meet this Lady Leng first.