Jiang Pengji thought for a bit and decided to hide Huijun for now by having her fake her own death so that others couldn't find her.
She eyed Huijun's face, wiped the wound on her arm, and smeared Huijun's face with the blood.
"Just try to put up with the situation for a little while. After the dust settles, I guarantee that your life will be free of worry."
Huijun took in the feeling of Jiang Pengji's hand on her face with gratitude. After a brief silence, she lowered her voice and said, "I owe Langjun more than I owe my parents. If needed, I would die for you. I have nothing to complain about. To repay your kindness, I would love to be yours for the rest of my life..."
Jiang Pengji lightly tapped the space between Huijun's eyebrows with her index finger. She smiled and declined the offer as Huijun looked up at her with surprise.