"You nonsense, the young master's wedding is a happy day. I only wear a finger cuff. Don't try to slander me on the basis of the young master's preference. I know. You just want to take the opportunity to get rid of me, so that you can be special! Xianger, you are too poisonous! " The fourth lady pointed to Xiang'er and snapped.

Feng Yan looked at them contemptuously, "you don't have to worry, just send someone to get your finger cot and let the doctors check it out." Then he took a look at Xiang'er and the servant girl respectively. "Do you remember which finger set she was wearing...