"You don't need to worry so much, Zhiruo. Aren't I perfectly fine now?" Song Qingshu reached out and gently stroked his wife's hair, speaking in a deliberately relaxed tone.
"If you were really fine, then just now you... you wouldn't have deliberately gone out again to... to do that." Zhou Zhiruo's face reddened slightly. She had always been exceptionally perceptive and would not be fooled so easily.
"It really isn't that serious. Although the poison in my body hasn't been cured, it has stabilized. I've also found a way to detoxify myself. Given enough time, I'll eventually force every last trace of poison from my body." Song Qingshu roughly explained the whole matter, naturally skimming over some of the more sensitive details in just a few words.
"Wan Qixie, Wan Gui!" Zhou Zhiruo's face turned frosty. "Once we return to Lin'an, we'll settle this score with them properly."
Song Qingshu hurriedly said, "Wan Qixie is, after all, a chief minister of Southern Song, with heavily guarded protection around him at all times. Zhiruo, you must not act rashly. We can settle accounts with them after my cultivation recovers."
"Don't worry, I'm not some reckless person." Zhou Zhiruo's eyes shifted as she suddenly changed the subject, teasing, "Qingshu, you've always been cautious. Yet this time, you suffered such a huge loss at Li Kexiu's hands. Was it because you saw how pretty his daughter was and, thinking you were about to become his son-in-law, lost all sense of direction?"
Facing his wife's half-smiling, scrutinizing gaze, Song Qingshu gave an embarrassed laugh. "What are you talking about, Zhiruo? The main thing was that Golden Wave Poison Flower was impossible to guard against. I was already poisoned the moment I smelled its fragrance."
"I don't care. Li Kexiu dared to treat you this