Changan City was abuzz with talk of Wu Lihong's divorce and disownment of his daughter. And if that wasn't enough, there was also the incident of Princess Ping Xi smashing up Rongxiu Pavilion. I heard that Rongxiu Pavilion was the dowry shop of the Eldest Lady of the Wu Family. So the Wu Family was really having a streak of bad luck, one incident after another.
Wufu and Madam Zhou returned home and only managed to comfort Madam Zhou before she hurried Wufu back to her room to let Jadeite treat her wounds.
"Miss, the lord is here." Purple Jade looked at Wufu's hand sympathetically; the lord's face was darker than the bottom of their kitchen's large pot.
Wufu felt inexplicably guilty and let her hand down, watching as Ah Jiu walked in.
"Why are you here?" she asked with a cheeky grin.
Ah Jiu's gaze fell on her lowered hand and he said, "If I didn't come, were you planning on not telling me that you were self-harming?"
Wufu chuckled awkwardly, "Listen to you, what self-harm?"
