Ji Xinhe casually wiped the drop of blood on her hand with a handkerchief, her heart inexplicably panicking, as if she was unsettled.
Aunt Guixiang, flustered, rushed over to inspect her injury. She didn't seem to feel any pain, her face just looked pale.
"Look at your face, why does it look so bad?" Aunt Guixiang asked.
Ji Xinhe seemed a bit dazed and shook her head, "I..I am not so sure…"
Just that her heart, pounding madly, filled her with unease.
"It's alright, it's just a minor injury. It shouldn't be a problem. Just don't worry," Aunt Guixiang comforted, noticing Ji Xinhe's bad mood.
Then, she looked outside and frowned, "Why hasn't the wedding palanquin arrived yet?"
Xiao Bei sprang out and said, "I'll go outside to check! Maybe it's on the way."
"Go and have a look," Aunt Guixiang concurred.
