Walking out of Lady Huo’s yard, sweat starts to appear on Ah Zhao’s forehead. Today’s amount of exercise is already beyond her physical limit.
Huo Jun looks at her, his brows draw together tightly.
“You are a bit too weak.”
Ah Zhao snorts slightly: “I don't have a choice since I was born this way.”
Seeing Huo Jun’s expression change, Ah Zhao somehow guesses what’s on his mind and says hurriedly before he reaches for her: “I want to walk by myself.”
It was alright to be carried back in the wedding hall since she really can't walk at that time.
It isn’t alright if she is carried in this back yard.
Of course, Ah Zhao doesn't really care about that. She only feels she can walk after some rest.
Since she has made up her mind to become stronger, she can't let herself keep being so delicate.
She asks: “Is there any other members of the family we need to meet?”
Huo Jun leads her to a pavilion to sit down as he shakes his head. “No.”
Then he tells her the current situation of the manor briefly.
His father, the former general passed away a few years ago because of an old injury. Right now, Huo Jun has the final say in the manor.
In the back yard, besides Lady Huo, there are several concubines with two misses who hasn't got married.
“You don't have to worry about them. You are the hostess of this manor now. If you don’t like to be disturbed, don't bother with them.”
Huo Jun is cold when he talks about those concubines and his half-sisters. Obviously, he isn’t very close to them.
Ah Zhao memorizes all that as she nods.
Huo Jun speaks of Lady Huo again: “Mother likes you. I wasn't boasting. She does have a lot of good stuff. If she gives you something, take it.”
Lady Huo was a member of the royal family of the previous dynasty. When it was toppled, royal family members didn’t have it good.
Those who were unfortunate ended up beheaded. Those who lived kept a low profile, afraid to mention their good old days.
Lady Huo was lucky to meet Huo Jun’s father, who was already a famous young general by then.
A young general and a princess in misfortune always make a moving story.
However, reality was different. It turned out Young General Huo fell for the beautiful princess and took her to his manor.
She married him not out of love at first sight. She just wanted a shelter.
Thus, they married and the princess became Lady Huo.
Because of Young General Huo, Lady Huo’s family wealth was protected.
He left them all to her.
The property of a royal is far beyond what a nouveau riche can imagine. After all, there are things in this world that can’t be bought with money.
Though the General’s Manor is a symbol of power with numerous gold and silver, Lady Huo has all the real good stuff.
That explains what Huo Jun tells Ah Zhao.
Ah Zhao’s eyes widen. She never thinks the gentle and endearing Lady Huo was born with a golden spoon.
Recalling Lady Huo’s attitude, Ah Zhao exclaims: “Mother doesn’t look like a princess.”
Huo Jun understands what she means and laughs: “Only those unqualified need to pretend to be privileged.”
Walking out of Lady Huo’s yard, sweat starts to appear on Ah Zhao’s forehead. Today’s amount of exercise is already beyond her physical limit.
Huo Jun looks at her, his brows draw together tightly.
“You are a bit too weak.”
Ah Zhao snorts slightly: “I don't have a choice since I was born this way.”
Seeing Huo Jun’s expression change, Ah Zhao somehow guesses what’s on his mind and says hurriedly before he reaches for her: “I want to walk by myself.”
It was alright to be carried back in the wedding hall since she really can't walk at that time.
It isn’t alright if she is carried in this back yard.
Of course, Ah Zhao doesn't really care about that. She only feels she can walk after some rest.
Since she has made up her mind to become stronger, she can't let herself keep being so delicate.
She asks: “Is there any other members of the family we need to meet?”
Huo Jun leads her to a pavilion to sit down as he shakes his head. “No.”
Then he tells her the current situation of the manor briefly.
His father, the former general passed away a few years ago because of an old injury. Right now, Huo Jun has the final say in the manor.
In the back yard, besides Lady Huo, there are several concubines with two misses who hasn't got married.
“You don't have to worry about them. You are the hostess of this manor now. If you don’t like to be disturbed, don't bother with them.”
Huo Jun is cold when he talks about those concubines and his half-sisters. Obviously, he isn’t very close to them.
Ah Zhao memorizes all that as she nods.
Huo Jun speaks of Lady Huo again: “Mother likes you. I wasn't boasting. She does have a lot of good stuff. If she gives you something, take it.”
Lady Huo was a member of the royal family of the previous dynasty. When it was toppled, royal family members didn’t have it good.
Those who were unfortunate ended up beheaded. Those who lived kept a low profile, afraid to mention their good old days.
Lady Huo was lucky to meet Huo Jun’s father, who was already a famous young general by then.
A young general and a princess in misfortune always make a moving story.
However, reality was different. It turned out Young General Huo fell for the beautiful princess and took her to his manor.
She married him not out of love at first sight. She just wanted a shelter.
Thus, they married and the princess became Lady Huo.
Because of Young General Huo, Lady Huo’s family wealth was protected.
He left them all to her.
The property of a royal is far beyond what a nouveau riche can imagine. After all, there are things in this world that can’t be bought with money.
Though the General’s Manor is a symbol of power with numerous gold and silver, Lady Huo has all the real good stuff.
That explains what Huo Jun tells Ah Zhao.
Ah Zhao’s eyes widen. She never thinks the gentle and endearing Lady Huo was born with a golden spoon.
Recalling Lady Huo’s attitude, Ah Zhao exclaims: “Mother doesn’t look like a princess.”
Huo Jun understands what she means and laughs: “Only those unqualified need to pretend to be privileged.”
