Su Ningyan noticed that it was getting late and carried the basin inside to pour out the water.
As she poured the water, she glanced at the mirror above the sink and was startled.
She couldn't help but gently touch her lips, noticing they were slightly swollen and red.
Thinking back to what had just happened, her face turned an even brighter shade of red.
Ultimately, if it weren't for the fact her uncle-in-law was injured, she… she wouldn't have.
Ningyan, her face flushed, still grabbed her toothbrush and brushed her teeth.
About five minutes later, Ningyan emerged from the bathroom.
By this time, Lord Zhuo had turned to one side. Seeing her, he patted the spot beside him, motioning for her to come over.
Su Ningyan walked over, grabbing a bottle of bruise ointment in passing.
"Husband, let me help apply this for you; it'll heal faster this way."
Zhuo Junyue nodded, and Ningyan poured some into her palm, rubbed it slightly, and pressed it onto his thigh.
