Yuan Zhao's heart was pounding, and she knew that this was a great opportunity.

At this time, Rong Ruo was not guarded, and it was easy for her to investigate.

She called softly:

"Overseer, Overseer."

Seeing that Rong Ruo did not react, she called again:

"Husband, husband."

Rong Ruo was still lying down, breathing smoothly and without any movement.

Yuan Zhao was ruthless, and reached out to touch Rong Ruo tentatively, wanting to see if he was pretending to be asleep.

However, as soon as she touched Rong Ruo, she only felt that the skin under her hands was hot.

Rong Ruo has been poisoned by the cold, even if the poison has been resolved, but his skin is cooler than ordinary people.

She had never seen Rong Ruo so hot.

Is this sick?

Yuan Zhao was a little uncertain and couldn't sit still, but fortunately Jin Zhu was in the General's Mansion, so she hurriedly asked someone to call Jin Zhu.

Qingzhu and Rime heard the movement and also arrived at Yuan Zhao's courtyard.

Wu Rime hurriedly stepped forward to check Rong Ruo's pulse, and then untied Rong Ruo's clothes, and Yuan Zhao saw that Rong Ruo's arms were wrapped in gauze.

"He's hurt?"

"Well, I was plotted and hit by an arrow."

"In addition, the Overseer has been traveling overnight and has not had a good rest in the past two days, and he has drunk wine again today, so he has a fever."

Rive went to prepare the medicine as he spoke, and Yuan Zhao stood there with a complicated expression.

Although the rime was calm just now, it contained a lot of content.

She could tell that rime was speaking to her.

Rong Ruo rushed back because today was the return banquet, and he didn't want her to come back alone.

Moreover, he didn't say any of these things, and even when his father and brother poured him wine, he didn't refuse to come.

At this moment, Yuan Zhao couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

She sat quietly on the side, watching the rime give Rong Ruo medicine, and then give him acupuncture.

"The master should be able to subside in a while, and ask Mrs. to take care of it more."

“…… Good. ”

Yuan Zhao responded.

Wu Rime and Qingzhu quickly retreated, and suddenly only Rong Ruo and Yuan Zhao were left in the room.

Looking at Rong Ruo, who was sleeping on the bed, Yuan Zhao had mixed feelings.

She knew this was the perfect opportunity, and if she missed it, she would never find the answer she was looking for.

Her gaze lingered on his lower abdomen for a long time, and finally slowly moved away.

That's it!

Anyway, for the affection that he accompanied her back to the door today to reassure his father and brother, she will no longer pursue it today.

Yuan Zhao didn't know if she would regret her decision today, but she didn't regret it today.

Rong Ruo didn't sleep for long, but she woke up in about an hour.

Perhaps seeing that his surroundings were not familiar to him, he opened his eyes and sat up.

"Awake?"

Yuan Zhao was sitting by the window reading a book, and when he heard the movement, he brought a decanting soup.

"You drink some sobering soup first, and then use the medicine later, your wound is a little inflamed."

Hearing her words, Rong Ruo frowned and glanced down at his arm.

"You just had a fever, and the rime came in and redressed your wound and gave you medicine."

Rong Ruo looked at Yuan Zhao for a while, then reached out and took the sobering soup in her hand, and after drinking it, he said:

"You're a bit of a surprise to this seat."

His lower clothes were intact and had not been touched.

He knew what Yuan Zhao was suspicious, but he didn't expect the other party to be able to hold back, which he didn't expect.

Yuan Zhao knew what he was talking about, but he pretended not to know and changed the subject:

"You're injured, I'll talk to my father and brother, let's go back first."

"No hurry, let's finish dinner."

Rong Ruo half leaned on the bed and closed his eyes to recuperate.