Ah Zhao thinks about it and finds what Huo Jun says makes sense.
The two have fun on the way as they walk slowly back to their room.
Those who are observant have seen it all.
“Did you say the general walks his bride back to their room, playing on the way?” In a sumptuous room, a hand with red nails is holding a pair of scissors, cutting a spare branch off a white peony carefully.
“Yes, I saw that myself.”
The person puts down the scissors with a laughter. “It seems, the general is quite happy with his bride.”
She mutters softly: “But I heard she is in poor health. I wonder how long she can manage.”
The maid doesn’t dare to speak with her head lowered. She simply wishes she never heard that.
“Hong-er, prepare me a big gift. I’m going to visit the young Lady this afternoon.” Since Lady Huo is still alive, she calls Ah Zhao young Lady.
“Yes, Third Lady.”
It turns out to be the third concubine of the late general.
In the afternoon, after her noontime nap, Ah Zhao hears from a maid that third lady and fourth miss is coming for a visit.
“Third Lady?” Ah Zhao hasn't figured out which relative that is.
Lv Zhu reminds her in a small voice. Then she realizes who the that is, Huo Jun’s step mother, to put it simply, but just nominal, of course, since the whole manor lives by Huo Jun’s command now. Those concubines and their daughters, no matter how doted on or powerful they were in the past, have to shut themselves from the world and behave.
Seeing Ah Zhao’s eyes still heavy with sleep, Lv Zhu says considerately: “My Lady, if you don’t want to see them, don’t see them.”
Ah Zhao shakes her head. “I don't think they have anything else to attend to. Let them wait for a moment.”
Lv Zhu nods. She walks over to help Ah Zhao get out of bed and wash as she sends a maid to inform the guests.
“What does she mean? Showing her authority already?” A pretty young girl in a light-yellow Western-style dress says a bit unhappy after the maid leaves.
The Third Lady isn't as short-tempered as she is. Though she isn’t very happy, she doesn’t show it.
“Quiet. How are you still so irritable after what I've taught you all these years?”
She picks up a teacup by her hand, a bit upset, but she simply closes her eyes. “Does it matter if it’s a display of authority? We can't go to Lady Huo and ask for an explanation, can we?”
The girl in the Western-style dress, namely the fourth miss’s eyes redden. “Mother, we've never been treated so badly before.”
The Third Lady puts down the teacup. “You said it, it all passes.”
She suddenly stops speaking since she hears someone coming.
Ah Zhao walks inside, followed by several maids.
She wears a smile. “Sorry if I slight you, I had a long noontime nap.”
The Third Lady looks at her carefully and sees that this new lady is as fair as snow with a bit sleepiness on her face so that she knows she is telling the truth.
That makes her happier. She also smiles. “It’s our bad to have disturbed you, Young Lady.”
By her side, the fourth miss gazes at Ah Zhao blankly without a word.
The Third Lady frowns. “Wan Wan?”
Fourth Miss Huo’s name is Huo Wan Wan.
Ah Zhao thinks about it and finds what Huo Jun says makes sense.
The two have fun on the way as they walk slowly back to their room.
Those who are observant have seen it all.
“Did you say the general walks his bride back to their room, playing on the way?” In a sumptuous room, a hand with red nails is holding a pair of scissors, cutting a spare branch off a white peony carefully.
“Yes, I saw that myself.”
The person puts down the scissors with a laughter. “It seems, the general is quite happy with his bride.”
She mutters softly: “But I heard she is in poor health. I wonder how long she can manage.”
The maid doesn’t dare to speak with her head lowered. She simply wishes she never heard that.
“Hong-er, prepare me a big gift. I’m going to visit the young Lady this afternoon.” Since Lady Huo is still alive, she calls Ah Zhao young Lady.
“Yes, Third Lady.”
It turns out to be the third concubine of the late general.
In the afternoon, after her noontime nap, Ah Zhao hears from a maid that third lady and fourth miss is coming for a visit.
“Third Lady?” Ah Zhao hasn't figured out which relative that is.
Lv Zhu reminds her in a small voice. Then she realizes who the that is, Huo Jun’s step mother, to put it simply, but just nominal, of course, since the whole manor lives by Huo Jun’s command now. Those concubines and their daughters, no matter how doted on or powerful they were in the past, have to shut themselves from the world and behave.
Seeing Ah Zhao’s eyes still heavy with sleep, Lv Zhu says considerately: “My Lady, if you don’t want to see them, don’t see them.”
Ah Zhao shakes her head. “I don't think they have anything else to attend to. Let them wait for a moment.”
Lv Zhu nods. She walks over to help Ah Zhao get out of bed and wash as she sends a maid to inform the guests.
“What does she mean? Showing her authority already?” A pretty young girl in a light-yellow Western-style dress says a bit unhappy after the maid leaves.
The Third Lady isn't as short-tempered as she is. Though she isn’t very happy, she doesn’t show it.
“Quiet. How are you still so irritable after what I've taught you all these years?”
She picks up a teacup by her hand, a bit upset, but she simply closes her eyes. “Does it matter if it’s a display of authority? We can't go to Lady Huo and ask for an explanation, can we?”
The girl in the Western-style dress, namely the fourth miss’s eyes redden. “Mother, we've never been treated so badly before.”
The Third Lady puts down the teacup. “You said it, it all passes.”
She suddenly stops speaking since she hears someone coming.
Ah Zhao walks inside, followed by several maids.
She wears a smile. “Sorry if I slight you, I had a long noontime nap.”
The Third Lady looks at her carefully and sees that this new lady is as fair as snow with a bit sleepiness on her face so that she knows she is telling the truth.
That makes her happier. She also smiles. “It’s our bad to have disturbed you, Young Lady.”
By her side, the fourth miss gazes at Ah Zhao blankly without a word.
The Third Lady frowns. “Wan Wan?”
Fourth Miss Huo’s name is Huo Wan Wan.
