Qin Yuhang knows she doesn’t trust him and doesn’t explain. He turns to find a medicine bottle in a hidden compartment, opens it, and applies some ointment. Returning, he supports her chin and gently applies the medicine to her smooth throat.
“A medical expert friend gave me this healing ointment. It’s good for dispersing blood stasis. The bruise will reduce by morning.”
“Thank you, it feels much better already.”
“I won’t let this go. I’ll definitely give you an explanation,” Qin Yuhang seems to promise, his brow furrowed. He returns the bottle: “I’m leaving early tomorrow. Before leaving, I’ll instruct the servants to apply medicine. Steward Mo is very loyal. Ask him to do things. For matters he can’t handle, seek help from your parents. They run this household.”
Does that mean my opinion doesn’t count? Ye Hui thinks to herself, feeling nervous about facing her in-laws alone the next morning.
“Will you be gone for long?” Ye Hui wonders, finding it strange that the groom would leave the day after their wedding.
I’ll be back in three days when you return to your parents’ home,” Qin Yuhang took off her embroidered shoes, then removed her phoenix crown and the large red phoenix-embroidered cloud brocade cape, laying her down on the bed and covering her with a brocade quilt: “You’re injured and must be uncomfortable, so I won’t disturb you. I’ll sleep in the study tonight.”
This excuse wasn’t clever! Ye Hui’s eyes slightly moved, softly parting her lips: “You should rest well.”
Qin Yuhang was slightly surprised; how was his new wife different from the rumors? He had disliked this marriage because he had heard the woman was timid and always crying. He was already exhausted from working hard outside and had no mood to face a woman who might cry at any moment.
Ye Hui glanced at Qin Yuhang, who had extinguished the lamp and left. Although this was their first meeting, her ancient husband had left a not-bad impression, despite some unsatisfactory aspects.
