Ji Mingzhu returned to the guest courtyard, her lips frighteningly red.
Her lip makeup was also ruined.
Fearing that others might notice something amiss and gossip behind their backs, Gold quickly dismissed everyone.
Then she went to fetch hot water to help Ji Mingzhu wash up.
Seeing the bite mark on her neck, Gold was extremely worried.
The Young Master didn't want Miss to marry, but he couldn't persuade the elders to agree to the proposal...
Being a concubine to the Young Master was certainly out of the question.
Miss, coming from a prestigious family, if she were to lower herself to be a concubine, it would be self-degradation.
She had red and swollen eyes, a clear sign she had been crying.
Gold comforted her, "Miss, don't be afraid. Tomorrow, wear a high-collared dress to cover the wound. It's not spring yet, so no one will be suspicious."
Although the bite mark didn't bleed, the tooth marks were deep, red with a hint of blue, incredibly frightening.
