For a moment, Zhang Huai felt like he was in a dream as he gazed at his new bride. The rash he'd expected to see was gone! If not for her familiar eyes, he would have doubted this was even Juhua.
His mind went blank, and he didn't know what to do. For a long moment, it all felt unreal. He blinked, then peered closely at the face before him—still no rash!
Juhua watched him with a gentle smile, remaining silent as he stared off in a daze. 'I'll tease him a little,' she thought, waiting for the look of pure joy she expected. But then, she suddenly realized something was wrong. Huai Zi wasn't overjoyed. After staring blankly for a moment, a look of fear gradually crept onto his face. That's right—fear!
He suddenly grabbed her by the shoulders—squeezing so hard her delicate shoulder blades ached—and asked in a trembling voice, "Your… your face is healed?"
