Ah Zhao looks at the Sixth Lady in shock. “Where does that idea come from?”
The Sixth Lady suddenly realizes she has been rude and returns to her usual calm self as if that sharp-tongued woman was just Ah Zhao's illusion.
She gives Ah Zhao a faint smile. “Young Lady, why did you marry the general who was famous for being a jinx to his wife?”
Ah Zhao pauses.
A bit of joy appears on her face. She says: “It was destiny.”
The Sixth Lady: “...”
Ah Zhao looks at her, her tone firm: “Sixth Lady, I’m happy to have married Huo Jun.”
The Sixth Lady looks at her with mixed feelings. “Well, you are just lucky.”
Lucky enough to meet a guy who loves you.
However.
The Sixth Lady lowers her eyes.
How long will your luck hold?
Ah Zhao shakes her head. “Xian Xian will have it too.”
She looks at the Sixth Lady when the Sixth Lady looks back at her.
She speaks full of trust: “The general is an indomitable spirit. He doesn’t need to trade off his sister for gains, nor will he do that. You should trust him, Sixth Lady.”
The Sixth Lady doesn't respond to that.
By now, Huo Xian Xian returns with a hand-made basket.
“Sister-in-law, there are two tins of scented tea in here.” As she speaks, she passes Ah Zhao the basket with a smile.
Ah Zhao looks at her and then turns to the Sixth Lady.
Huo Xian Xian is sensitive enough to realize something isn't right between the two.
The Sixth Lady says: “Xian Xian, bring me a folding fan, the purple one.”
Huo Xian Xian nods and leaves.
Looking at her huddled shoulders, Ah Zhao says: “She should be like Wan Wan, wearing beautiful western-style dresses, meeting new friends at school and leading a life of confidence. Sixth Lady, there's no reason to prevent a person from being better. Don't you feel bad seeing Xian Xian like this?”
She stands up, reaching out for the basket and bids her farewell to the Sixth Lady, ready to leave.
“Wait.” The Sixth Lady suddenly puts her hand on the basket.
In a flash, she takes out two knots that wish for safety out of the basket.
“I haven't finished these two yet. Xian Xian got them wrong. I’ll send them to you after I finish them, Young Lady.”
Ah Zhao looks at the knots, confused since she doesn't see anything near “not finished” on them.
However, since the Sixth Lady has said it, she doesn't insist and leaves with two tins of scented tea.
After a good while, Huo Xian Xian returns. “Mother, I haven't found the purple folding fan. Has sister-in-law left?”
The Sixth Lady answers, a bit indifferent: “Hmm, I think she has something to attend to.”
Then, she suddenly asks: “Xian Xian, do you like the Young Lady?”
She knows her daughter well, timid and introvert who seldom brings people back which says a lot about how she feels about Ah Zhao.
Huo Xian Xian says in a small voice: “Young Lady is good-looking, and kind.”
Ah Zhao is the first person in the manor who treats Huo Wan Wan and her equally.
The Sixth Lady says coldly: “Don't hang around with her from now on. She’s the general's wife. She’s in a different world from us.”
Huo Xian Xian is shocked. Lowering her head frustrated, she answers her mother below her breath.
Seeing her reaction, the Sixth Lady has a mixed feeling.
There’s love of a mother in her eyes, also guilt, unwillingness, and implacable hatred.
Ah Zhao looks at the Sixth Lady in shock. “Where does that idea come from?”
The Sixth Lady suddenly realizes she has been rude and returns to her usual calm self as if that sharp-tongued woman was just Ah Zhao's illusion.
She gives Ah Zhao a faint smile. “Young Lady, why did you marry the general who was famous for being a jinx to his wife?”
Ah Zhao pauses.
A bit of joy appears on her face. She says: “It was destiny.”
The Sixth Lady: “...”
Ah Zhao looks at her, her tone firm: “Sixth Lady, I’m happy to have married Huo Jun.”
The Sixth Lady looks at her with mixed feelings. “Well, you are just lucky.”
Lucky enough to meet a guy who loves you.
However.
The Sixth Lady lowers her eyes.
How long will your luck hold?
Ah Zhao shakes her head. “Xian Xian will have it too.”
She looks at the Sixth Lady when the Sixth Lady looks back at her.
She speaks full of trust: “The general is an indomitable spirit. He doesn’t need to trade off his sister for gains, nor will he do that. You should trust him, Sixth Lady.”
The Sixth Lady doesn't respond to that.
By now, Huo Xian Xian returns with a hand-made basket.
“Sister-in-law, there are two tins of scented tea in here.” As she speaks, she passes Ah Zhao the basket with a smile.
Ah Zhao looks at her and then turns to the Sixth Lady.
Huo Xian Xian is sensitive enough to realize something isn't right between the two.
The Sixth Lady says: “Xian Xian, bring me a folding fan, the purple one.”
Huo Xian Xian nods and leaves.
Looking at her huddled shoulders, Ah Zhao says: “She should be like Wan Wan, wearing beautiful western-style dresses, meeting new friends at school and leading a life of confidence. Sixth Lady, there's no reason to prevent a person from being better. Don't you feel bad seeing Xian Xian like this?”
She stands up, reaching out for the basket and bids her farewell to the Sixth Lady, ready to leave.
“Wait.” The Sixth Lady suddenly puts her hand on the basket.
In a flash, she takes out two knots that wish for safety out of the basket.
“I haven't finished these two yet. Xian Xian got them wrong. I’ll send them to you after I finish them, Young Lady.”
Ah Zhao looks at the knots, confused since she doesn't see anything near “not finished” on them.
However, since the Sixth Lady has said it, she doesn't insist and leaves with two tins of scented tea.
After a good while, Huo Xian Xian returns. “Mother, I haven't found the purple folding fan. Has sister-in-law left?”
The Sixth Lady answers, a bit indifferent: “Hmm, I think she has something to attend to.”
Then, she suddenly asks: “Xian Xian, do you like the Young Lady?”
She knows her daughter well, timid and introvert who seldom brings people back which says a lot about how she feels about Ah Zhao.
Huo Xian Xian says in a small voice: “Young Lady is good-looking, and kind.”
Ah Zhao is the first person in the manor who treats Huo Wan Wan and her equally.
The Sixth Lady says coldly: “Don't hang around with her from now on. She’s the general's wife. She’s in a different world from us.”
Huo Xian Xian is shocked. Lowering her head frustrated, she answers her mother below her breath.
Seeing her reaction, the Sixth Lady has a mixed feeling.
There’s love of a mother in her eyes, also guilt, unwillingness, and implacable hatred.
