Sitting up, Ah Zhao looks directly into Huo Jun’s eyes and speaks softly: “I’m Qi Zhao.”
It takes General Huo a second to recall this name and realizes who she is. “First Lady Qi.”
Ah Zhao nods.
“What does your family mean by doing this?” Huo Jun looks at her arrogantly.
Ah Zhao sighs, resigned.
She still feels dizzy. It’s tiresome for her to sit up like this.
However, she sounds calm and gentle as usual: “My younger sister doesn’t want to marry you so my stepmother comes up with this idea, substituting me for her. She drugged me and sent me on that sedan chair.”
Huo Jun narrows his eyes, ignoring the former half of her sentence: “You were drugged?”
Nodding, she covers her mouth with a hand as she yawns. “I am sleepy all this time.”
Then she closes her eyes, her body shaky and she is about to fall off the bed.
Huo Jun reaches out and supports her.
Half conscious, she feels this man reliable so she doesn’t avoid him. Leaning on his chest, she rubs her face against it and drifts off after finding herself a comfortable position.
Huo Jun looks a bit rigid as he senses her soft breath on his neck.
Though he had four engagements in the past, this is the first time he goes through a wedding ceremony, shares a bridal chamber, and is so close with a woman.
As he thinks, he puts his arms around her.
“Someone, come here.”
The door is pushed open lightly. In come the matron and two maids who have been waiting on them outside the room.
All are surprised to see Ah Zhao in Huo Jun’s arms.
Huo Jun says: “Help the lady to wash and send for a doctor.”
Thinking that might affect her, he adds: “Don’t tell anyone about it.”
“Yes.” Those two maids have worked in the General’s Manor for years. Seldom do they see the general so careful with a woman so they are both curious and envious.
After the maids help Ah Zhao take off all her hair ornaments, wash off her makeup, and change her clothes, half an hour has passed.
In that half an hour, Ah Zhao is deeply asleep without the least sign to wake up.
If it hasn't been the fact she’s still breathing, Huo Jun would have called someone.
The old doctor is famous and has been working in Pingjing for a long time. When he arrives, Ah Zhao is already lying in bed. All he can see is her black hair and half of her fair face.
He examines her carefully then says: “My Lady’s pulse is weak. I’m afraid she’s born this way. The good news is she has been kept in a good condition.”
Huo Jun listens carefully.
No wonder she's so light and small.He thinks.
“I think My Lady has taken an overdose of sleeping pills so she is going to be excessively sleepy in the next 24 hours. After she wakes up, she might have a headache or be absent-minded. I’ll prescribe some medicine so that she can take them after she wakes up.”
After seeing the doctor off, it’s already mid-night.
“General, do you want to wash?” A maid musters her courage and asks.
Huo Jun nods.
He’s not surprised by the maid's attitude.
Most people in this city fear him.
However, he doesn’t find it annoying since there won’t be any rebellion as long as him is held with fear.
She’s an exception, though.
Look at the girl lying in bed, delicate and fragile, but when she looks at him, there’s not a trace of fear in her eyes.
“General, do you want to rest in another room?” The maid asks with the greatest of care.
Huo Jun thinks for a second before he opens his mouth:
“It’s all right.
Sitting up, Ah Zhao looks directly into Huo Jun’s eyes and speaks softly: “I’m Qi Zhao.”
It takes General Huo a second to recall this name and realizes who she is. “First Lady Qi.”
Ah Zhao nods.
“What does your family mean by doing this?” Huo Jun looks at her arrogantly.
Ah Zhao sighs, resigned.
She still feels dizzy. It’s tiresome for her to sit up like this.
However, she sounds calm and gentle as usual: “My younger sister doesn’t want to marry you so my stepmother comes up with this idea, substituting me for her. She drugged me and sent me on that sedan chair.”
Huo Jun narrows his eyes, ignoring the former half of her sentence: “You were drugged?”
Nodding, she covers her mouth with a hand as she yawns. “I am sleepy all this time.”
Then she closes her eyes, her body shaky and she is about to fall off the bed.
Huo Jun reaches out and supports her.
Half conscious, she feels this man reliable so she doesn’t avoid him. Leaning on his chest, she rubs her face against it and drifts off after finding herself a comfortable position.
Huo Jun looks a bit rigid as he senses her soft breath on his neck.
Though he had four engagements in the past, this is the first time he goes through a wedding ceremony, shares a bridal chamber, and is so close with a woman.
As he thinks, he puts his arms around her.
“Someone, come here.”
The door is pushed open lightly. In come the matron and two maids who have been waiting on them outside the room.
All are surprised to see Ah Zhao in Huo Jun’s arms.
Huo Jun says: “Help the lady to wash and send for a doctor.”
Thinking that might affect her, he adds: “Don’t tell anyone about it.”
“Yes.” Those two maids have worked in the General’s Manor for years. Seldom do they see the general so careful with a woman so they are both curious and envious.
After the maids help Ah Zhao take off all her hair ornaments, wash off her makeup, and change her clothes, half an hour has passed.
In that half an hour, Ah Zhao is deeply asleep without the least sign to wake up.
If it hasn't been the fact she’s still breathing, Huo Jun would have called someone.
The old doctor is famous and has been working in Pingjing for a long time. When he arrives, Ah Zhao is already lying in bed. All he can see is her black hair and half of her fair face.
He examines her carefully then says: “My Lady’s pulse is weak. I’m afraid she’s born this way. The good news is she has been kept in a good condition.”
Huo Jun listens carefully.
No wonder she's so light and small.He thinks.
“I think My Lady has taken an overdose of sleeping pills so she is going to be excessively sleepy in the next 24 hours. After she wakes up, she might have a headache or be absent-minded. I’ll prescribe some medicine so that she can take them after she wakes up.”
After seeing the doctor off, it’s already mid-night.
“General, do you want to wash?” A maid musters her courage and asks.
Huo Jun nods.
He’s not surprised by the maid's attitude.
Most people in this city fear him.
However, he doesn’t find it annoying since there won’t be any rebellion as long as him is held with fear.
She’s an exception, though.
Look at the girl lying in bed, delicate and fragile, but when she looks at him, there’s not a trace of fear in her eyes.
“General, do you want to rest in another room?” The maid asks with the greatest of care.
Huo Jun thinks for a second before he opens his mouth:
“It’s all right.
