After being forced into a marriage with a wealthy family, the virtuous wife caused a huge uproar.

He wanted to see whether the woman would accept it or resist it.

He saw in her an extraordinary perseverance and calm wisdom, and hoped she would not disappoint him.

"Get out!" Rong Yingluo squeezed out a cold word through gritted teeth.

"Get out? Have you forgotten that I am your husband? Tonight is our wedding night." Gu Ce lowered his head further and further, the corners of his eyes curving upwards.

Just as his lips were about to touch Rong Yingluo's lips, suddenly, he felt a pain in his neck, his body went limp, and he collapsed onto Rong Yingluo.

Gu Ce suddenly felt his vision go black, and a dizzying, weightless feeling made him feel very uncomfortable.

"What did you do to me?" Gu Ce gritted his teeth.

Rong Yingluo pushed the person away forcefully and then pulled a silver needle out of his neck.

"You actually know how to use silver needles for acupuncture." Gu Ce stared intently at the silver needles in her hand.

Rong Yingluo calmly put away the silver needles.

"If you want to consummate our marriage, you'll have to see what you're capable of." Her contemptuous tone was exactly the same as his earlier statement outside the Rong family mansion: "It'll depend on her ability."

"You..." Gu Ce had never been so embarrassed. He had actually fallen for a woman's trick, and it was his newlywed wife.

very good!

"I released your pressure points. I was just testing you just now," Gu Ce said, softening his tone.

"What are you testing me for?"

"Of course, it's to test whether you really don't want to marry me," Gu Ce said slowly, his expression turning cold again.

Wasn't she supposed to commit suicide? But from the moment she left the Rong family's house until now, he hadn't seen the slightest bit of reluctance in her. Instead, he only saw her calmly facing the schemes. This woman was completely different from what he had heard about her.

He strongly suspected that this woman was not a member of the Rong family at all. How could a merchant raise such a calm and wise daughter?

"If you are willing to write a divorce agreement now, I can leave the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion right now and never set foot in it again."

"You want to slap the Emperor in the face?" Gu Ce narrowed his eyes.

Even if the emperor bestows a marriage upon a person, divorce is only permissible with the emperor's permission.

So you can just sleep like this for the night.

Rong Yingluo ignored him, got up and went to wash up, tidied herself up, blew out the other candles except for the red one, then pushed the limp Gu Ce to the innermost side of the bed, and leisurely lay down on the outer side, closing her eyes to sleep.

Gu Ce looked at her sleeping face and felt a strong sense of curiosity.

None of the previous four women were as bold and calm as her. They had only intended to flirt with her, but ended up being subdued by her instead.

"Have you seen enough?" Rong Yingluo asked with her eyes closed.

"I want to see when you die," Gu Ce said rudely.

"Don't worry, I won't die even if you die," Rong Yingluo retorted mercilessly.

She wondered what awaited her tomorrow.

Tonight she changed the red candles, and Gu Ce was successfully kept in the bridal chamber.

Logically speaking, since they both inhaled the poison all night, they should both go insane the next day.

Those with weak constitutions could have an attack tonight. Would the Duchess really allow the Heir Apparent to go mad?

As the heir of the Duke's mansion, if anything were to happen to Gu Ce, the Duke would receive the news even if he were guarding the border. Moreover, there was also the old Duchess in the mansion.

Even if the old Duchess were to remain secluded and recuperate, she couldn't possibly ignore the trouble her eldest grandson was in. Besides, there was the Emperor; he couldn't possibly remain indifferent to the incident involving the Duke's heir.

Just as she was lost in thought, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Young Master, something terrible has happened! The Duchess has suddenly fallen ill and needs your presence!" a maidservant shouted from outside the door.

It turned out to be the case.

As the Duchess had expected, she dared not let the heir apparent get into trouble openly, so she could only call the man away.

It's estimated that she had been keeping an eye on the new house. Once the lights were blown out, she knew that she had left the heir in the new house, and the Duchess couldn't sit still any longer.

Rong Yingluo then pierced Gu Ce's neck with another needle.

He quickly recovered.

Rong Yingluo's move made his eyes light up.

Indeed, her move caught his eye.

"Tell Mother I'm coming right away." Gu Ce gave the bride a deep look before climbing over her to get off the bed.

"My mother-in-law is ill, so as her daughter-in-law, I should visit her." Since the Duchess used this trick to keep Gu Ce away from the poison, she could also use filial piety to avoid it, so as not to alert the enemy.

So sensible? He was very skeptical.

The two changed their clothes and went to the side room on the east side of the main courtyard where Su Jingyi lived.

"Mother, you were fine before, how did you suddenly fall ill?" Gu Ce put away his previous indifference and asked anxiously like a true filial son.

Rong Yingluo was taken aback; it turned out he was a master actor.

Then she can too.

"Mother, it's all my fault. Is it because I'm incompatible with the Duke's mansion that you fell ill as soon as I married into the family?" Rong Yingluo wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, looking heartbroken.

These words made Gu Ce, who was about to sit on the edge of the bed, stiffen. Should he respond to her?

"Yes, Mother, maybe it really is Rong's fault. Why don't we send her back?" Gu Ce thought for a moment and then accepted the suggestion.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I went to great lengths to marry you off this wife, so you have to treat her well."

"Although she is the daughter of a merchant, she was still pampered and raised. It is your good fortune to be able to marry such a girl with your current reputation, and it is also a good fortune for our Zhenguo Duke's Mansion." Su Jingyi spoke very nicely, as if she was very satisfied with such a daughter-in-law.

"But you fell ill as soon as she entered the door," Gu Ce said, expressing his filial piety once again.

"I was just so happy that you got married again today that I ate a little too much. The doctor said it's just a bit of indigestion that caused the stomachache, but it'll be fine after you take the medicine," Su Jingyi comforted Gu Ce.

Just then, a nanny came in carrying a bowl of medicine.

"Mother, your daughter-in-law is the best at feeding medicine. When Grandmother was sick at home, it was always your daughter-in-law who coaxed her to drink her medicine. She hates bitter medicine the most, and she has to eat a piece of candied fruit every time she drinks a sip." Rong Yingluo smiled and stepped forward to bring out the medicine bowl. "This nanny, could you please go and get some candied fruit?"

The nanny looked at Su Jingyi, and seeing her nod slightly, she turned and left. Just as the nanny turned away, Rong Yingluo's little finger twitched and then trembled slightly, a small gesture that went unnoticed by anyone.

Rong Yingluo squeezed past Gu Ce and sat down in front of the bed. She stirred the medicine, scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and her earnest and careful manner was touching. At the same time, she could smell the ingredients of the medicine.

It was just a bowl of herbal soup to clear heat and calm the nerves. I guess she didn't even consult a doctor and just used the medicine she had on hand to make a show of it.

"Mother, it's getting cold, here." Rong Yingluo smiled and held the spoon to Su Jingyi's lips.

"What good children. Tonight is your wedding night, yet you're here serving us. It must have been so hard for you," Su Jingyi said with a gentle and kind smile.

"Mother, what are you saying? As long as you are healthy, that's more important than anything else." Rong Yingluo blew on the medicine as she fed her, and whenever she saw Su Jingyi frown, she would immediately feed her a candied fruit until the bowl of medicine was empty.

"Mother, when I'm home, I often massage Grandmother's stomach. She's getting old and often has indigestion, and massaging it helps." Rong Yingluo's implication was that she wanted to massage Grandmother's stomach.

Su Jingyi felt uncomfortable listening to her repeatedly mention her grandmother, as if she, like her grandmother, was old and nearing the end of her life. Yet, there was nothing wrong with what she said.

Without waiting for Su Jingyi to nod, Rong Yingluo began to rub her through the blanket, with a moderate amount of force.

Half an hour later.

"Mother, are you feeling any better?"

"It feels much better now." Su Jingyi had to admit that Rong Yingluo's massage was very comfortable.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, as if a dagger had been plunged into her.

"Ah!" A scream rang out.