Yan Qingruo was no stranger to such situations; as soon as she drank something, she could tell there was something wrong with her body.
She had intended to stand up and call for help, but she simply had no strength to do so…
Eventually, she barely managed to stand up only to collapse into someone's arms.
Startled by these memories, Yan Qingruo sat up from the bed.
Feeling her hand being held, Yan Qingruo quickly withdrew it, only then noticing that it was Chu Haozhe sitting beside her.
She hurriedly pulled up the blanket to cover herself.
Chu Haozhe spoke with an expressionless face, "It was I who brought you back, but I didn't do anything."
Yan Qingruo let out a sigh of relief, feeling no discomfort in her body, but still subconsciously looked beneath the blanket.
She lowered her head and said softly, "Thank you, Young Master Chu."
However, in an instant, she realized she was wearing a robe, and under the robe, there was nothing at all.