After a night's rest, Yuan Zhao finally recovered. Apart from a slight pain in his neck, he was fine.
She looked at herself in the bronze mirror and saw no abnormality on her neck. She didn't know how that evil spirit had done it. He hadn't even made a move, but she felt as if someone was choking her.
Is this what they call internal strength?
She didn't know if Rong Ruo knew martial arts. It was funny, considering that she had "served" him for several years in both her past and present lives, but she knew absolutely nothing about him.
In her past life, she and Rong Ruo had never even met. Every time she went to serve him, she was always in a daze. When she woke up, he was no longer there, but she was covered in messy marks.
He is surrounded by many skilled fighters, so killing him is already difficult enough. If he really knows martial arts, taking his life would be even more difficult.
Thinking of this, she lowered her eyelids slightly.
"Miss, Zhou Shiyuan has brought the child."
Wen Feng's words interrupted Yuan Zhao's thoughts.
"Let him in."
Yuan Zhao collected his thoughts and spoke.
Soon, Zhou Yujie was brought in. At the age of two, he was innocent and adorable, but Zhou Yujie's eyes did not have the childishness of his peers. Instead, they had a maturity that was not in line with his age.
In her past life, she only thought this child was sensible, but after what happened yesterday, she no longer thought so.
A bold idea popped into her head: could this child be a reincarnation like her?
Thinking of this, Yuan Zhao's gaze towards Zhou Yujie became even more profound.
Zhou Yujie seemed to be "frightened" by her and kept hiding behind Zhou Shiyuan.
Zhou Shiyuan's face turned cold upon seeing this, and he suppressed his anger as he said:
"Madam, Yujie is only two years old."
Upon hearing Zhou Shiyuan's words, Yuan Zhao seemed to only then notice Zhou Shiyuan and looked at him.
It must be said that Zhou Shiyuan's ability to be flexible and adaptable is truly admirable.
Yesterday I hated her to death, but today I can calmly call her "Feng Gu" (meaning "integrity" or "bearing spirit").
Ha! What kind of scholarly integrity and exemplary family values are these? They are truly the most laughable things.
Unfortunately, in her previous life, she was obsessed with these things.
Because of her father's rudeness, she tried hard to become elegant, but now it seems that she was putting the cart before the horse.
Although her father was rough and unrefined, he had a strong sense of pride, but the pride of the literati she used to admire was nowhere to be seen in Zhou Shiyuan.
Thinking of this, she gave a mocking laugh.
Zhou Shiyuan didn't know what she was thinking; seeing her smile made him uncomfortable, but he still forced himself to speak:
"What happened before was my fault. From now on, we will treat each other well."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhao finally couldn't help but laugh out loud:
"ha!"
"why are you laughing?"
Zhou Shiyuan's face was ashen. If it weren't for the future of the Marquis's mansion, why would he need to fawn over a lowly woman here?
However, this vile woman even mocked him.
"It's nothing, I just feel it's a pity!"
“Your Highness, you’ve lost the last bit of backbone you had.”
"you?!"
Zhou Shiyuan's face turned bright red. Yuan Zhao's words were even more painful than a slap in the face.
Veins bulged on his forehead, and his hands, hanging by his sides, gradually clenched into fists. He stared intently at Yuan Zhao, wishing he could rush forward and strangle this vile woman to death.
But he dared not and could not!
Yuan Zhao just sat there, looking at him with a half-smile.
Zhou Shiyuan could no longer stay, so he turned and left.
Seeing this, Zhou Yujie tried to catch up with his short legs, but Yuan Zhao called out to him:
"Why are you running away? You're my son now, isn't this what you wanted?"
Yuan Zhao looked coldly at Zhou Yujie and said that she had not forgotten what Zhou Yujie had said when she questioned him in her previous life. He could not have a mother who was born a concubine and was later promoted to a secondary wife. He wanted to be the son of the principal wife so that he could go further.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yujie froze, turned around and glanced at Yuan Zhao in surprise, then blinked, displaying an expression of fear yet forced composure.
"mother."
He cried out pitifully.
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