Zou Residence was thrown into chaos.
After Wei Xiheng was out of harm's way, the Zou family paid him no more mind, leaving only the house doctor and a servant to attend to him.
At the moment, both attendants fainted and collapsed onto the ground.
The Zou Family gatekeeper witnessed Cui Yun carrying the girl onto the Marquis Mansion's carriage, yet now, Shen Hua sat on the round stool inside the room, having washed off her rouge, pure and clean.
Lips red and teeth white, she was stunningly beautiful.
The girl lightly tapped her toes on the ground again and again, unable to suppress a sneeze.
Cui Yun frowned, worried that she was catching a cold.
Yet she spoke sternly.
"It must be the little ghost cursing me!"
"Earlier, when Ji Qing was taking her back, she was quite unwilling."
"But it was your order, not mine. She is really unreasonable."
These words were not meant to drive a wedge.
Because in truth, Cui Rong was indeed cursing her.
