Chapter 210
After breakfast, Ah Zhao is presented with a bowl of black and sticky medicine soup .
Ah Zhao: “ . . . ”
Lv Zhu says with a smile: “Last night, the general sent for a doctor for you . This is what the doctor prescribed for you, My Lady . ”
Ah Zhao’s eyes widen, she says a bit upset: “Do I have to drink it?”
Lv Zhu is almost shaken seeing her like that .
My Lady has fair complexion . She looks like she’s made from snowflakes . Her facial features look rightly beautiful . Whenever she looks at me with her innocent and black eyes, she seems like some kind of harmless animal .
I’ve heard My Lady is over 20 but it doesn’t seem like it!
A cold pair of eyes passes her mind, Lv Zhu shudders and says with curt finality: “Yes!”
Ah Zhao sighs, frustrated . “Okay . ”
She doesn’t want the spoon Lv Zhu passes her . Holding the bowl, she empties it at one gulp with her eyes closed and her nose wrinkled .
That’s what Huo Jun sees when he steps into the room .
Everyone else in the room hurries to curtsey at him .
Taking off his coat, he gives it to a maid . Under the coat, he wears a dark green military uniform .
Ah Zhao gazes at him without blinking .
So handsome .
From head to toe, including his every hair, the man in the military uniform is a walking symbol of indifference and asceticism . Wherever he looks, he gives off an intent to kill .
Seeing his wife gaze at him blankly again, Huo Jun’s eyes turn gentle for a split second .
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Looking at the bowl in front of her, he asks: “Don't like its bitter taste?”
Ah Zhao nods obediently .
Huo Jun sits by the table and sends someone to fetch her candied fruit .
However, he adds: “You have to get used to it even if you don’t like it . I think you might have to drink a lot of that stuff in the future . ”
Ah Zhao pauses . “Why?”
Huo Jun says lightly: “You are not in a good shape . ”
Ah Zhao disagrees: “I’ll recover . ”
She isn’t bragging but since she isn’t the old Qi Zhao, she won't stay weak like this forever .
“But I don’t want to wait for too long . ”
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Ah Zhao is confused, not understanding what he means .
Huo Jun looks at her with deep meaning . “My Lady, do you know the duty of a couple?”
Ah Zhao: “ . . . ”
Staring at him, she can't imagine someone like him just said that!
Maids in the room all lower their heads . Huo Jun, however, doesn't bat an eyelid . Ah Zhao almost thinks what he said was in her imagination .
“Let’s go and meet someone . ” Huo Jun stands up and extends his hand to Ah Zhao .
Ah Zhao hesitates then puts hers into his .
Her hand is as small as she is . Huo Jun can hold her it without trouble .
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The General’s Manor is large . They don’t have any servants follow them and walk in the back yard at leisure .
Ah Zhao thinks about it and speaks her mind after all: “General, you know that I’m not the one who was supposed to marry you . ”
Though it might not be a good time to mention it, she has to clear things up, the earlier the better .
The grip on her hand tightens .
Huo Jun stops walking and turns to her: “My Lady, are you not happy to marry me?”
What? Ah Zhao is a bit lost as to how the subject suddenly turns to her willingness .
“I mean I’m not supposed to . . . ”
“I just want to know if you are willing to or not . ”
[Huo Jun: nothing counts except my girl's opinion . ]