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When Shen Qingyao woke up, she found herself lying on a strange bed. Startled, she quickly sat up, pulling the covers with a swift motion. As she carefully looked around, a faint sense of familiarity slowly emerged.

Recalling what she had done before, she suddenly covered her face with both hands, belatedly feeling embarrassed. How could those awkward words have come from her!

[Host, what are you doing?] The system's young voice timely interrupted Shen Qingyao's self-reflection on her awkwardness.

She coughed as if to disguise her embarrassment and regained a normal expression. "Nothing, just rubbing my face." The strongest social-phobia sufferer was adept at concealing her embarrassment and pretending to be socially confident.

[Host, what are your plans next?] the system asked.

Shen Qingyao was puzzled. What did it mean by her plans? "Aren't I supposed to follow your arrangements? Isn't the goal to capture Lu Zhao?"

The system fell silent. Was it asking about this? Clearly, it was asking about the strategy! The system suddenly realized that this host, who disguised herself with a facade of active work, was even more difficult to handle than those lazy hosts who did nothing.

Before they could continue discussing future plans, Shen Qingyao's door was suddenly pushed open.

A maid dressed in blue, Shen Qingyao's personal maid Cui Qiao, entered. Seeing that Shen Qingyao was awake, Cui Qiao ran over with a pleasantly surprised expression. "Miss, you're awake! This is great!"

Shen Qingyao looked at Cui Qiao slowly, forcing a professional fake smile. However, after observing Shen Qingyao's expression, Cui Qiao suddenly froze in place.

The former Miss never smiled at me like this, Cuiqiao thought.

The Miss's once lively features had lost their color due to prolonged depression and gloom. Now, seeing her smile, she seemed exceptionally lively.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qingyao asked the maid, who had suddenly stopped moving.

Cui Qiao shook her head, joyfully saying, "It's nothing. I'm just happy to see Miss happy!"

Cui Qiao walked over, put down the medicine bowl she was holding, and her eyes sparkled. "Miss looks so good now, truly lively and full of spirit in the midst of joy."

"Huh?" Shen Qingyao tilted her head. What did she look like now? What joy? What spirit?

Cui Qiao chuckled and explained, "Miss didn't you already know! Young Master Lu has agreed to marry you!"

Indeed, he had agreed. Shen Qingyao thought of the sudden increase of five points of the 'blackening' value and couldn't be completely happy.

Cui Qiao helped Shen Qingyao lean back, picked up the medicine, stirred it, and brought it to Shen Qingyao's lips.

The bitter taste of the medicine made Shen Qingyao frown. She cursed the system silently, forgetting that the plot of a weak and sickly character would inevitably involve endless doses of Chinese medicine. She swallowed the bitter 'calamity' down.

"Why are you still so afraid of taking medicine, Miss?"

Shen Qingyao stuck out her tongue and looked back. How could anyone not be afraid of this stuff?

Amused by her expression, Cui Qiao reassured her with a smile, "Don't worry, Miss. There's a surprise waiting for you after you finish the medicine!"

"What surprise?" Did a genius doctor develop a special medicine for heart disease?