Lord Huo picked up a real princess

Chapter 2

Although Huo Yin slowed down, Wan Wan still walked with some difficulty.

She was frail since she was a child, and when she was born, the imperial physician declared that she might die early. The whole palace held her in the palm of her hand, and her eyeballs were generally raised until she was 17 years old.

Not to mention that it was a snowy day to walk for such a long time, even if the weather was a little bit bad, Huanyu and the others didn't allow her to go out to enjoy the wind.

Being able to follow Huo Yin for this section is all due to the fear of this strange place and the joy of meeting the general.

Only then did he remain silent until now.

But her mind was dizzy, and her body also felt cold.

When one foot stepped on the snow, the person fell to the side.

thump…

One shadow is missing.

The man stopped and remained silent for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, he turned around and walked back, bending over to pick him up.

The woman's body is as soft as water, and is held by the man's arms, forming a stark contrast.

Not only soft, but also fragrant.

It is not an ordinary woman's perfume, but a faint medicinal fragrance, like white flowers under a mountain stream, pure and beautiful.

Because of the scent of the medicine, the pain on his body seemed to be diluted a bit.

Huo Yin played the qin alone, and walked away without changing his expression.

...

When he got home, he took a cup and poured water, and went to the drawer to find a board of pills.

Wanwan curled up on the sofa, wrapped in a snow-wet pink cloak, her face was flushed, but her lips were pale.

He knelt down, held her slender shoulders, and shook her.

Wanwan didn't wake up, so he shook her twice more vigorously, this time with a lot of strength, he threw all the gold hairpins off her head.

The golden step fell to the ground with a clang, and slid out for a long distance, with tassels scattered on the ground.

Wanwan's long eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes.

The man's eyes were silent, he squatted in front of the sofa, and handed her a pill and a glass of water.

Wanwan was already in a coma, looked at Huo Yin, then at the strange room behind him, and hummed aggrievedly: "Didn't the general want to take Wanwan home?"

This is not the palace where she has lived for more than ten years.

It was a strange place, and it frightened her.

She wanted to go back to her small courtyard, lie on her soft little bed, and listen to her father and brother coaxing her repeatedly, and Huanyu and others telling anecdotes about folks to make her happy.

She wants to go home.

The white woven lamp emits bright light, illuminating the living room like daytime.

Huo Yin kept silent.

Wanwan was lying on the sofa, covered with the quilt he brought from the room, pure white, very soft, wrapping her tightly.

But she still felt cold, so she shrank her head halfway in, revealing only two big and pitiful eyes, blinking non-stop, and a small puddle of water appeared.

The voice was small and soft: "Wanwan is sick."

This is how she acts like a baby with Huanyu and the others on weekdays.

Aunt Huanyu loved her, she would coax her softly, and she would tell her interesting folk stories. If she told her a lot, Huanyu's skill was no worse than the storyteller outside.

As soon as Huanyu told a wonderful story, Wanwan would be attracted to it, and even taking the medicine felt less bitter.

But Huo Yin was not Huanyu, he just silently raised the pills and water glass forward, motioning her to take it.

He was inherently cold, his bones and skin were cold.

It's kind of scary when you stare at people with no expression on your face.

As expected, Wanwan was obedient, and reached out to grab the water glass, but her hand was weak and almost knocked over the glass, so Huo Yin held the glass and gave her the pills.

Wanwan didn't know what it was, so she picked it up, put it in her palm, and poked it with her fingers.

She thought it was a yellow flat pearl, and the general came here to amuse her, so she had some fun playing with it.

Until a hand reached out, pinched the pill in her palm, and fed it to her mouth.

Wanwan opened her mouth obediently, and frowned the next second.

Huo Yin covered her mouth with foresight.

Wanwan couldn't vomit, and cried bitterly.

(End of this chapter)