After being reincarnated, I cultivated immortality.

The news that Du Luo had returned with a gloomy expression and injuries quickly spread throughout the castle, which was very similar to the He family's.

In the most luxurious room in the castle, two maids are dressing up a delicate and beautiful woman.

The woman's eyes were expressionless, as if she had no expectations for life, making one feel that she was just living numbly.

At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Du Luo rushed in. Upon seeing the woman, his originally gloomy face softened slightly.

"Ayu, I'm injured," Du Luo said, sounding like a child expressing her grievances.

Yuan Yu then looked up at him, her gaze sweeping over his injured shoulder. A fleeting, almost imperceptible schadenfreude crossed her eyes before she regained her composure. "What does it have to do with me?"

Du Luo stepped forward, ignoring the maids still there, and grabbed Yuan Yu's hand. "Yu, this time when I went out, I was thinking about you the whole time, which is why I accidentally got injured."

Yuan Yu didn't pull her hand away, because she couldn't. She was disdainful. If you can't beat someone, you can't beat them. Why do you have to make excuses for yourself? And why do you have to make excuses for her? She sneered and said, "Oh~ so you mean you're blaming me?"

Du Luo suddenly hugged her, and the two maids, who were already quite perceptive, left.

"No, Ah Yu, that's not what I meant. I just wanted to say that no matter where I am, my heart is always thinking of you." Du Luo said what she thought were sweet words that touched her heart.

Yuan Yu leaned obediently against her chest, lowered her eyes to hide the disgust in them, and said, "The smell of blood is nauseating me. Hurry up and get your wound treated."

Du Luo smiled when he heard her words. He knew that A Yu cared about him, but she just didn't know how to express it. She had a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

Du Luo kissed Yuan Yu on the forehead and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll do whatever you say, Yu. I'll go heal my wounds now." After saying that, he left the room, radiating a joyful aura.

Yuan Yu watched his figure disappear through the doorway, then slowly took out a handkerchief to wipe her forehead where the poison had kissed her. She then wiped her hands and threw the handkerchief on the ground before one of the maids came in again.

She said calmly, "This handkerchief is dirty, throw it away and get me a new one."

The maid, Xiaohong, replied, "Yes, Madam." She took the handkerchief and destroyed it. As the maid was walking along the road, she suddenly felt a pain in the back of her neck, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

Just then, another maid, Xiao Lü, entered with a porcelain bottle and said, "Madam, it's time to take your medicine."

Yuan Yu curled her lips into a mocking smile, reached out and took the porcelain bottle, poured out a purple pill, and swallowed it without hesitation.

Controlling her with a tiny pill—that's the love of Poisonous Water. How ironic.

The kindness that Du Luo showed her was nothing more than self-pity.

After seeing that she had finished taking her medicine, the maid Xiao Lü took the porcelain bottle and left the room, standing outside the door waiting for instructions.

Seeing Xiaohong return, Xiaolv asked, "Xiaohong, you only lost a handkerchief, why did you take so long?"

Xiao Hong frowned for a moment, then quickly relaxed her brow and said apologetically, "I suddenly had a stomachache and went to the restroom."

Little Green nodded. "Oh, I see."

Xiao Hong nodded and went into the room.

Yuan Yu, who was inside the room, saw that Xiao Hong had come in empty-handed and said unhappily, "Didn't I say I was going to get a new handkerchief?"