Bai Ruozhu and their group escorted the woman home, and on the horse carriage, she introduced herself briefly; her name is Miao Zi.
"I was born with very fair skin, and my parents said it was like snow, so they named me Miao Zi. It wasn't until later that we discovered I had an illness..."
Miao Zi spoke with a hint of melancholy, "Later, my parents both passed away from illness in succession, and they entrusted me to a friend, who is now my adoptive father. He treats me very well and has been helping me find doctors to treat my illness."
"Miss, if the master sees you injured like this, he certainly won't let me off," the maid worriedly said.
"Don't tell my adoptive father yet. I don't want him to worry. Just this time, he's been busy and hasn't visited much. If he comes, I'll just cover the wound first, and wait until I'm healed to deal with it," Miao Zi said.
