May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

As the mistress and servant were examining the new cosmetics, a maid rushed in from outside: "Madam, something terrible has happened! Concubine Baitong used the wrong product, and several pustules have appeared on her face. I'm afraid... I'm afraid—"

Upon hearing this, Chunhua's expression changed: "You used the wrong thing? What happened? What thing is it?"

Wen Yuanshu raised her hand to stop Chunhua from speaking, and said to the maid who came to deliver the message, "Go and see if Miss Wangyou has gotten up yet, and ask her to come with me."

"Yes!"

The maidservant quickly turned and left. Chunhua knew the matter was urgent and didn't dare to delay. She quickly helped Wen Yuanshu fix her hair and change her clothes.

Before long, Wen Yuanshu led Wangyou out the door.

As soon as I entered Bai Tong's courtyard, I heard Bai Tong's cries, mixed with the pleading voices of her maids.

Wen Yuanshu's heart skipped a beat, and she quickened her pace.

Pushing open the door and entering the room, one sees Bai Tong being pinned to the ground by two maids, her hands tightly restrained. In the midst of her violent struggle, her inner garment has come undone, her black hair is disheveled, and she looks extremely wretched.

"Auntie, Auntie, please don't move it! You can't scratch that boil!" The two maids cried, but dared not loosen their grip at all.

Upon seeing Wen Yuanshu approach, the two maids immediately felt as if they had found their pillar of support: "Madam, Madam! Please, Madam, save our aunt!"

Wen Yuanshu's gaze fell on Bai Tong's face, where Bai Tong's entire face had turned red, covered with dense red rashes, and several yellowish-green pustules, making her look extremely frightening.

Bai Tong was in great pain at this moment. Even with her hands held down by the maid, she kept rubbing her face on the ground in an attempt to relieve the discomfort.

“Bai Tong,” Wen Yuanshu stepped forward in a few steps and took her hand in her palm, “I’m here.”

Seeing that Bai Tong had calmed down a bit, before Wen Yuanshu could speak, Wangyou had already taken a few steps forward, had Chunhua restrain her head, and then knelt on the ground, carefully examining the abnormality on Bai Tong's face.

"Madam..."

Wen Yuanshu quickly sat up, making sure Bai Tong could see her: "I'm here."

Tears welled in Bai Tong's eyes, and she forced out a sentence from her aching throat: "It's my fault, I'm useless, I fell for their scheme so easily..."

"Don't say such things," Wen Yuanshu felt a pang of sadness in her heart, "...I'm the one who's wronged you."

“Chunhua, hold her head still and don’t let her move around,” Wangyou got up from the ground. “This is caused by applying a poisonous medicine to her face. If the abscess breaks, it will definitely leave a scar.”

As Wangyou spoke, she opened the medicine box, took out a porcelain jar, soaked a gauze in the medicine, and gently applied it to Baitong's face. She also cut a hole in the mouth and nose area to make it easier for Baitong to breathe.

The medicine was refreshing and quickly relieved much of the itching on my face.

Seeing that Bai Tong had stopped struggling, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

“This medicinal juice can relieve pain and itching. I’ll write down a prescription. You can buy it and send it to me, and I’ll prepare it into an ointment. Apply it day and night, and it will be cured in ten days,” Wangyou said.

"Won't it leave any traces?"

"As long as you don't pop the pustules on your face, it won't," Wangyou said confidently.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, go lie down on the bed," Wen Yuanshu patted Bai Tong's hand. "Chunhua, tell the people in our courtyard to go buy medicine."

Chunhua said "Hey," helped Baitong to bed, and then turned and hurriedly left.

"You should rest well these next few days," Wen Yuanshu squeezed Bai Tong's hand again. "I will keep the Marquis out of the way. Just focus on recovering and don't think too much."

Bai Tong gave a muffled "hmm," his mind churning with thoughts.

No one, male or female, is indifferent to their face.

The person who did this has a truly vicious mind.

This is clearly going to completely ruin her!

However, after suffering so much so early in the morning, she was extremely exhausted and fell into a deep sleep shortly after lying down.

Wangyou left the medicine to relieve the pain and itching and followed Wen Yuanshu back to the main courtyard.

"Forget-Me-Not, thank you."

Wangyou shook her head: "Master sent me here to help Madam. Madam doesn't need to be so polite."