On her carriage ride home, Bai Ruozhu was still thinking about that sentence: "Not only this, I should take responsibility for you for a lifetime."
She was jolted back to her senses only when Dengdeng in her arms woke up and demanded to be held upright.
She massaged her aching waist, and a shy smile appeared on her face.
She took out from the space the small mirror Jiang Yichun gave her, held it up to her neck, and indeed, the three spots were as clear as jade, just like her original skin.
It was only then that she returned home with relief. As soon as she entered the yard, she felt something was off.
She soon noticed something. The one who opened the door was not Guizhi, but Aunt Lin. Guizhi, who now had a suitable excuse, was able to move freely. Normally, if someone rang the door, she would be the first to run over.
Aunt Lin pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "You'd better see for yourself. Your grandmother is treating Guizhi like her maid."