Sun Xiujin was stunned too. Initially, she married Li Baoxiang because he was a scholar, and although his family wasn't wealthy, it was passable. She had hoped that his promising future would lift her up as well. But if his right arm was broken…
The room fell silent.
Fang Liuming's eyes reddened, his face deathly pale, "It's my fault, I've brought trouble upon Brother Li."
Feng Wei exchanged a few words with Sun Dalang and hurried back home.
Pei Qin had already gone to bed. He hesitated, but still called out, "Young Master! Young Mistress! There's been an accident."
Mo Heng opened his eyes, gently let go of Pei Qin, got up, tucked her in, dressed himself, and came out quietly.
Feng Wei whispered about Fang Liuming being attacked and Li Baoxiang's serious injury, "...His right arm is ruined, it's likely he will have no chance with the academic examinations." Not everyone was like the Young Master, who could use his left hand as proficiently as his right.