Tana covered her wrist, shaking her head frantically. When she looked up and saw the mark on Fang Jinxiu's neck, her face turned even redder, almost as if it was about to bleed.,Seeing Fang Jinxiu's collar askew, revealing a hint of ambiguous marks on her neck, he instinctively frowned and reached out to help straighten it.,Zong Yu rode his steed towards the capital, Fang Jinxiu watched her husband leave, rubbed her cheeks hoping they'd thicken up a bit, then climbed into the carriage.。