Before long, Yun Shiliu brought a maid from the outer courtyard.
Knowing this was the granddaughter of the Xu Family, the maid was exceptionally respectful and, after a curtsey, stepped forward to assist her.
Indeed, Xu Jia had twisted her ankle, and under normal circumstances, she wasn't so delicate, but today was different.
While being supported by the maid, she tentatively walked forward two steps, then her knees buckled, causing her entire weight to fall upon the maid.
The maid hadn't expected her injury to be so severe and found supporting her somewhat strenuous, her speech faltering, "Madam, if it really hurts, perhaps the slave can carry you."
Xu Jia secretly found it amusing; her dainty figure couldn't even support her, let alone carry her.
She bit her lip and shook her head, her face pale from pain.
Yun Shisan cast a reproachful glance at Yun Shiliu, "Weren't you supposed to call for help? Why did you only bring back one person?"
