It was well past noon, but Shu Jingyun was still lying in bed. Her eyes were half-closed, and her robe was loose, exposing most of her shoulder, which was marked with suggestive bruises.
Cheng Miaoran quickly looked away. "M-Madam, you called for me?"
Shu Jingyun frowned, her brow furrowing. "I have a headache. Rub my temples."
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