The rain came suddenly.
At that moment, Murong Man was being carried on a palanquin when drizzling raindrops fell like broken beads, as if to spite her.
The wedding matron urged them on, saying they couldn't miss the auspicious time.
However, as soon as she sat in the palanquin and before the curtains could even be drawn, someone cried out:
"What happened to the Marquis and his wife's faces? Why are there so many pustules?"
"How frightening, is this some kind of epidemic disease?"
Upon hearing this, everyone around quickly backed away three feet for fear of being contaminated.
Murong Man looked over in disbelief and saw that the powder on her parents' faces had been washed away by the rain in streaks, revealing pustules. They were not large, but exceedingly disgusting.
"Father, Mother! What's going on?"
Murong Man asked, her voice filled with shock and horror.
