Not following the expected path? Reborn and unexpectedly married to a demon.

Chu Luo's principles of conduct are unshakable.

“I am not innocent. Since I made a bet with good intentions, I must accept the consequences and pay the price for my loss.”

"Smart gamblers understand that if you don't gamble, you won't lose."

After speaking, the man in black staggered to his feet, steadied himself, and walked toward the door, seemingly intending to leave.

Chu Luo hurriedly got up and called out to him, "Hey, don't go yet, the poison in your body hasn't been cured."

The man in black laughed helplessly. "You really don't learn your lesson; you never listen to advice."

As Chu Luo spoke, she took out another bottle of medicine from her bosom and handed it to him, saying, "But this time I won, and it was you who let me win."

The man in black glanced at it but didn't take it. He said, "Don't trust others too easily. Being soft-hearted is a fatal mistake. Since you've decided not to remove the poison from the medicine, then don't remove it at all. Why remove only half of it, leaving someone alive for three days from poisoning to the onset of symptoms?"

Chu Luo was somewhat surprised; the man in black before her had an impressive understanding of medicine.

They were able to clearly know the properties and toxicity of her medicine.

"There's no cure for this poison in three days. I just want to torment the poisoned person for a few more days, so he doesn't die so easily."

Chu Luo herself was unsure whether the poison was left behind because he was being soft-hearted or because she herself had suggested torment her for a few more days.

Or both.

Seeing the man in black about to leave, Chu Luo handed the medicine to him again.

"This powder should be applied every two hours. With bed rest and no need for internal energy, the poison will be completely neutralized in seven days."

The man in black didn't catch it; instead, he gracefully leaped onto the wall.

It's clear that his lightness skill is extremely high; even with serious injuries and poisoning, he can still perform like this.

Having lived through several lifetimes and encountered many extraordinary people, Chu Luo was still shocked at this moment.

He pulled a bamboo tube from his pocket and threw it forcefully into the night sky.

The bamboo tube flashed across the night sky like a shooting star.

After doing all this, he turned to Chu Luo and said, "Stopping the bleeding in time has already saved my life. Three more days are enough for me."

Wan leaped into the night and disappeared, leaving Chu Luo staring blankly at the medicine bottle in her hand.

She saved the person, but not completely.

In fact, after she saved him, he might be in an even worse situation than before.

After all, the pain of dying from blood loss is less severe.

If you are poisoned by her, the way you die will be a hundred times more painful.

She had tested the toxicity of this drug hundreds of times; without the antidote within three days, death was certain.

She had consulted several renowned doctors, attempting to find a cure without an antidote, but they were all helpless.

Chu Luo then guessed that he might not be a thief, but rather the kind of secret assassin who would die if his mission failed.

He must have had unfinished business to say that three days would be enough for him.

If that's the case, she can only heal his wounds, but she can't save his life.

Judging from the manhunt last night, the assassination attempt may have failed, and even if he survived, the assassin organization will not let him go.

Recalling their conversation, she felt genuinely regretful and sorry if this person had truly lost his life.

Chu Yinmei was confined to the ancestral hall and forced to kneel there for a night, which nearly implicated Chu Luo.

She got up early from the ancestral hall and came to cause trouble for Chu Luo and vent her anger.

Chu Yinmei stopped Chu Luo, who was about to leave, and told her to kneel in the ancestral hall.

"I can't go out, and you won't allow it either. It's all your fault, you bitch, that ruined my reputation and got me punished by Father. If I'm not having a good time, I won't let you have one either."

"What does it matter to me if your reputation is ruined?" Chu Luo had long since given up on her.

"It's all because of you that she caused trouble for that pipa player, which led to all the subsequent events. Now Yinmei's reputation in Jiangzhou is severely damaged, and no one dares to propose marriage to him anymore. It's all your fault."

Madam Chu was furious; her voice preceded her arrival.

These two are truly mother and daughter; their shamelessness in making baseless accusations and shifting blame is exactly the same.

Chu Luo spoke up, "Did I tell her to go out at night? Did I tell her to curse at people and cause them trouble? Or did I tell her to go crazy in the area, almost ruining the Chu family's business and forcing my father to kneel down and beg for forgiveness?"

Even though Chu Luo was used to it, she still couldn't stand the shamelessness of this mother and daughter; they were truly incomprehensible.

Chu Yinmei glared fiercely at Chu Luo and asked, "How did you know all this?"

"The people who went out to buy breakfast said it; your story has spread all over the streets and alleys."

Don't you even consider where you caused this trouble? Do you really think Boss Qinglou is someone to be trifled with? It's obvious he won't let you off easily."

With this phone call, Chu Luo successfully shifted the blame for spreading the news about Chu Yinmei onto Boss Ye.

Of course, she also knew that Boss Ye was happy to take the blame.

The news about Chu Yinmei has spread to some extent, but it hasn't reached the point of being common knowledge in the streets and alleys yet.

But once Chu Luo goes out today, this will become a reality.

"It's all your fault, you have to compensate me with a marriage."

It seems that Madam Chu came prepared.

Chu Luo scoffed, "Then I'll give up the marriage to the Jin family to her, is that alright?"

"no"

Madam Chu and Chu Yinmei both refused.

Chu Luo was taken aback; their attitude towards the Jin family was far too abnormal.

"Then what do you want?" Chu Luo asked.

"The imperial examinations are coming up soon, and Yinmei can't leave the city right now. You and Steward Wang go to one of the Chu family's inns and, in Yinmei's name, deliver some silver and food to the scholars who are going to the capital for the examinations."

Chu Luo naturally understood her scheme; she didn't intend to do good deeds in Chu Yinmei's name.

This was clearly intended to make the newly arrived scholars think she was Chu Yinmei, so as to entice those scholars to come and propose marriage.

Chu Luo has to go out today. If she doesn't agree to the First Madam's request, she will be forced to kneel in the ancestral hall by Chu Yinmei.

Okay, I agree.

Chu Luo agreed and followed Steward Wang outside.

I overheard their conversation.

"Mother, why did you ask her to take my place? You kept it a secret from Father and I went out, didn't you?"

"Those scholars only care about looks. What can you do if you go out? Wouldn't it be better for her to find you a husband who will become an official?"

In the past, Madam Chu would not allow Chu Luo to go out during the imperial examinations.

But he sent Chu Yinmei to the inn to do these favors.

However, after several years of effort, nothing came of it.

She had long seen through the problem. Those scholars talked about sage principles, but in the end, they were still men, and which one of them didn't want a beautiful woman?

Now that Chu Luo is engaged, she no longer worries that Chu Luo will steal her daughter's good marriage, so she came up with this good idea.

Chu Luo was not optimistic about this scientific expedition.

It's said to be a selection of talent for the country, but as long as the regent is in charge of the examinations, these examinations are just a way for him to select his cronies and add some helpers; they're utterly meaningless.

If the Great Zheng Dynasty wants peace and prosperity, it must remove the regent, Feng Zhe.

The common people had long harbored resentment towards him but dared not speak out.

Those who dare to be angry and take action will meet a tragic end.

At the entrance of Jiangzhou vegetable market, hundreds of people are beheaded by slow slicing every year. This is a special execution ground for assassins who wanted to kill the regent.

Despite the cruelty of the punishments, the number of people killed in the market over the years has only increased.

There, the onlookers were not all just there for the spectacle.

Among them were those who, with sorrowful expressions, silently memorized the assassin's name and secretly offered sacrifices at home.

Whenever someone is beheaded here, a blank plaque will appear in the nameless hall of the Jade Buddha Temple in the suburbs.

The incense at the nameless hall has been burning continuously for many years.

Of course, it wasn't always like this at the beginning.

Initially, when the public was not yet enlightened, many people viewed beheadings with an attitude of indifference.

Some people even ate sunflower seeds and spoke shamelessly, treating the beheading as a lively spectacle or a game.

All these changes are thanks to a gentleman known as the Living Saint, Zhong Changfu.

For many years, he has been running schools to teach and impart knowledge to the general public.

His disciples are spread across all walks of life, and he has been dedicated to changing the mindset of the people of Dazheng.

Unfortunately, Mr. Zhong Changfu was old and his health had long been compromised due to overwork and concern for the country and its people.

After several years of struggling to survive, with the regent being hunted down and assassinated, he finally succumbed to incurable disease.

He passed away with regrets, almost causing the legacy to be lost.

Because of his passing, the people became complacent and ignorant.

Fortunately, Mr. Changfu's beloved disciple, Young Master Feihong, stepped forward amidst the chaos.

Fei Hong Gongzi wrote books and established doctrines, carrying on the aspirations of his teacher, which has brought many more passionate sons and daughters to Dazheng.

The common people called Young Master Fei Hong "Young Sage".

Unfortunately, although this disciple of the sage showed the potential to surpass his master, he was a person whose talent was envied by heaven.

The young emperor had been suffering from a chronic illness for many years.

Over the years, Mr. Changfu's many close friends, students, and disciples have exhausted countless efforts, but none of them have been able to cure him.

I heard that they can only barely keep him alive, living one day at a time.