Doted By The Regent King-Chapter 1482 - 1420: Ah Jiu’s Fury

Changan City was abuzz with talk of Wu Lihong’s divorce and disownment of his daughter. And if that wasn’t enough, there was also the incident of Princess Ping Xi smashing up Rongxiu Pavilion. I heard that Rongxiu Pavilion was the dowry shop of the Eldest Lady of the Wu Family. So the Wu Family was really having a streak of bad luck, one incident after another.

Wufu and Madam Zhou returned home and only managed to comfort Madam Zhou before she hurried Wufu back to her room to let Jadeite treat her wounds.

"Miss, the lord is here." Purple Jade looked at Wufu’s hand sympathetically; the lord’s face was darker than the bottom of their kitchen’s large pot.

Wufu felt inexplicably guilty and let her hand down, watching as Ah Jiu walked in.

"Why are you here?" she asked with a cheeky grin.

Ah Jiu’s gaze fell on her lowered hand and he said, "If I didn’t come, were you planning on not telling me that you were self-harming?"

Wufu chuckled awkwardly, "Listen to you, what self-harm?"

Ah Jiu snorted, sat down, took her hand, and opened it. He saw the red knife wound crossing her pale palm, his face grew even colder, and his thin lips tightened.

Seeing this, Wufu said, "I did it myself, I know my limits. I’m not stupid enough to cut myself too deep."

"Shut up!" Ah Jiu glared at her, took the medicine from Jadeite, and personally started applying it to her wound.

The golden sore medicine for stopping the bleeding was top-notch, and now it wasn’t bleeding anymore. But the wound across her palm looked quite shocking.

Ah Jiu’s movements became gentler, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, anger surged within him.

Wufu sensed his fury and obediently let him apply the medicine.

Ah Jiu silently bandaged her hand, his lips pressed into a thin line.

"Ah Jiu, it hurts," Wufu said pitifully as she extended her hand.

Feigning pity!

Ah Jiu sneered, "Don’t try that trick on me, you’re afraid of pain? If you were, you wouldn’t go and play at self-harm like that. ’The body and skin, received from the parents, dare not to be harmed,’ don’t you understand this saying?"

"I understand, that’s why when he kept saying I had his blood flowing through me, I returned it to him," Wufu said. "Now, he has nothing left to say."

Ah Jiu was momentarily at a loss for words, then laughed angrily, "So now you’re the one in the right."

Wufu blinked her eyes and said, "I just didn’t want him to keep using it against me. You don’t know how my move shocked him, everyone could see my determination..."

Her voice trailed off under Ah Jiu’s glare, she sneaked a glance at him, continuing to play innocent and pitiful.

Ah Jiu sighed and said, "Even so, there are many other ways to resolve this, even if you cut your hair, no, even if you gave him gold or silver, it would be better than self-harming."

Wufu leaned closer and said, "I promise, there won’t be a next time."

"Your promises are not very trustworthy," Ah Jiu scoffed softly.

Wufu shook his arm and said, "Really, after this, I have nothing to do with him anymore. Hmm, from today on, I’ve even changed my surname to Zhou."

In reality, changing surnames didn’t matter much. In past lives and this one, she’s always been a Wu. But in this era, there are so many more rules compared to future generations, and she didn’t want to be entangled in it over family names and clans.

It’s not impossible to take her mother’s surname Zhou, she could set up her own line, do whatever she wanted.

Ah Jiu saw her trying to please him, his heart softened with an acidic ache, he sighed once more, his gaze falling onto her hand, his eyes slightly cold.

Wu Lihong, forcing her to this point, really, well done!