As soon as Shang Ruyi got on the carriage, her face changed immediately. The pain in her back made her twitch, and Tushere hurriedly supported her, pulling open her collar to take a look—
She saw a blood-red whip mark extending from the back of her neck downward, looking gruesome.
Tushere gasped in pain and said, "Miss, why didn't you call out in pain?"
Shang Ruyi forced a smile and said, "You silly girl, would shouting make it not hurt?"
Besides, she'd already been embarrassed enough and didn't want to appear more so in front of Yu Wenye.
"But—"
"No buts, just check if it's bleeding for me."
Tushere carefully checked. Although the whip mark was red and swollen, thankfully it was shielded by a layer of clothing, so the skin wasn't broken and bleeding.
Shang Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, apply some ointment to it later, and it'll be fine. I was just worried that if it got really injured, it would affect—"
