"I know, if you could speak, you’d say I’m being overly sentimental. You’ve never had a kind word to say about anyone, which is why you offended rivals this time. After I hand you over to the master, I’ll go to the Capital City to find my grandparents, huh."
The little girl showed a longing expression, her eyes bright: "My mother said that my grandparents were very good to her, but when she was young, she broke ties with them when she married my father."
As if recalling something, her eyes lowered.
Mumbling, she said: "I wonder if my grandparents would recognize me. I’m not like a young lady, I worked as a servant since young, even sold myself to be someone’s valet. If this spreads, it wouldn’t leave a good impression on my grandparents."
"No matter, I’ll find a job in the Capital City to make a living, and it’s enough to occasionally visit them."
A clear tear formed in her eye, falling as she hung her head.
The man reached over with a gentle hand, intending to wipe away her tears.
Lu He reflexively dodged, her wet eyes warily watching him, she asked, "Do you want to hit me?"
Zhao Jun sat up, supporting his body, and shook his head innocently.
She asked, puzzled: "Then why did you reach over, what do you want to do?"
Suppressing the urge to glare at her, Zhao Jun pointed to her eyes, indicating he wanted to wipe her tears.
Throughout the journey, he had listened to her complaints about his past misdeeds, his cruelty—was he really that bad before? She had never seen the excessive antics of the wealthy family’s children in town.
Judging by his behavior, which didn’t seem fake, Lu He trusted him.
Yet she didn’t sit next to him, instead she looked around the room, busying herself with packing, always finding something to do so as not to meet his gaze.
Her hair mostly dry, she styled it into a scarf bun typical of most young girls, emerging as a delicate and charming maiden.
Being a valet at Zhao Mansion was for convenience; now free, there’s no need for disguise anymore!
Shortly after styling her hair, the pockmarked waiter knocked on the door, bringing Zhao Jun’s clothes.
Seeing the door opened by a beautiful woman, he was startled: "Why is it a girl, where’s the dwarf who stayed here just now?"
Lu He: ...
You’re the dwarf!!
She chooses not to fuss, and graciously admitted: "Waiter brother, it’s me. Previously, I was rough from eating and staying outdoors in the wind and rain, but I’m not a man, I’m an upstanding woman."
The emphasis on "upstanding woman" was particularly strong.
As if to stress her pure relationship with the man inside, dispelling any misconceptions.
Looking at the beauty, the pockmarked waiter’s demeanor changed from their first meeting, now cheerful: "I was blind to not recognize your significance, so pretty a girl, mistakenly regarded as a man."
Looking at the man inside, he asked: "Is that the lady’s husband?"
Lu He was about to say no, but remembered she had helped Zhao Jun bathe just now, without avoiding him, which wasn’t right...
If she said no, others might think she’s too wanton, casually watching a man naked.
Uh, not a good reputation.
To save money and care for him, they were sharing a room, which made it seem ambiguous.
"Yes, he’s my husband. He used to be able to walk, but became bedridden due to an attack. Waiter brother, do you know which doctor in town has better skills? I need to bring them back to treat my husband."
The pockmarked waiter rarely saw such a delicate beauty in town, stunned for a moment, forgetting to respond.