'Anyone who didn't know better would think I have syphilis.'
She rubbed her temples in frustration.
The outbreaks of Su Qing's Curse were more or less under control now.
So naturally, it was time for him to handle proper business.
He hadn't reached his current position—second to one and above all others—by sheer luck.
Which was why he had gone to his study first thing in the morning.
Su Ye picked up a jar of ointment from the table.
She scooped out a thick layer and slathered it on her neck.
It was from Fei Chen and was said to work wonders on improving circulation and healing bruises.
Even Fei Chen, who was always so composed, couldn't help but stare when he saw the dark bruises on Su Ye's neck.
After applying the ointment, she thought for a moment, then found her Brahma Flower Silk. She tied it in a bow around her neck, successfully hiding the hickeys.
Once everything was arranged, she finally left the bedroom.
