Chapter 194 (1/2)
Chapter 194: Wedding Gift
After some consideration, Jun Huang took out a signal flare and walked out of the room. She lit it up. Not long after, someone from the House of Heavenly Fiends showed up and knelt before her.
”I called for you to cancel the mission I gave some time ago,” said Jun Huang.
The man was puzzled, but Jun Huang was the leader of the House of Heavenly Fiends. He wasn't going to question her. He nodded and disappeared into the dark.
Jun Huang let out a long breath. Her strength seemed to have drain out of her body at once. Her knees went weak and she fell to the ground. She stared at the cool moon with unfocused eyes.
Yin Yun and Jun Hao were safe. It was better for her to stop tracking them down. Her days were numbered. And she wouldn't be able to control herself if she found out where there were. She didn't want her only family to experience the fear of losing her and to despair. It was best to avoid them altogether.
She let out a quiet laugh and leaned against the cold wall. She closed her eyes. Moonlight covered her face with a silver glow, adding an ethereal air to her.
When Nan Xun came back, what he saw was Jun Huang's rueful expression. Her eyebrows were drawn together in her sorrow. It made his heart ache.
He made his way to her in quiet steps and knelt before her to tuck her hair behind her ear. She was still so beautiful.
Jun Huang's eyes snapped open when Nan Xun's hand touched her eyelashes. She relaxed once she saw that it was Nan Xun. With a smile, she looked at the night sky and said, ”You're early. I thought you wouldn't return today.”
She lowered her head and chuckled, hiding her sorrow behind a smile.
”I left early,” Nan Xun said. ”One of the servants came to tell me that you hadn't had dinner. I was worried that you wouldn't eat anything. There's nothing for me to do there, so I came back.”
He bent down to pick her up and put her on the empress chair. He then covered her with a robe.
”I just didn't feel like eating. You should have eaten on your own. There's no need for you to come back. What if the emperor is going to ask for you?”
Jun Huang didn't mention her conversation with the man from the House of Heavenly Fiends. She knew that if she said anything, Nan Xun would send people to go find Jun Hao. It wouldn't help for her to meet with her brother now.
Nan Xun didn't know why Jun Huang was in a bad mood. Was it because she was worried about her brother and Yin Yun? He didn't want Jun Huang to live for other people and forget to take care of herself. ”The weather has been nice these couple of days,” he said after a brief pause. ”Wan'er's wedding is coming. We haven't prepared any gifts. If you're feeling better tomorrow, I'll take you out.”
Jun Huang turned to him and gave him a nod. ”That will be good. I have to give her something for her wedding day.”
”I'll have the servants prepare dinner. You should eat something and go to sleep. You may not have noticed, but you haven't looked too good recently.” As he spoke, he stood up and exited the room. He went on to tell the servants what they should prepare.
Jun Huang stayed quietly on the empress chair. She touched her face when she heard Nan Xun's words. While she couldn't see how she looked now, it was true that she hadn't been sleeping very well lately. She must look tired.
After dinner, she went straight to bed. Exhaustion sent her into slumber not long after. Nan Xun stood by the bed looking at her with sympathy. He tucked her in before leaving the room.
The next morning, Ji Bo sent his page boy to deliver a wheelchair to the manor. Jun Huang was still asleep, so it was Nan Xun who accepted the gift. Ji Bo had made the wheelchair himself.
Jun Huang had not recovered enough to walk on her own. The wheelchair would be useful. Nan Xun thanked the page boy and brought the wheelchair to the room Jun Huang was staying in.
Jun Huang chuckled when she saw the wheelchair. She had seen one when she was in Western Que. The mechanisms in place allowed the chair to move for those who had lost their mobility. It wasn't easy to construct. She didn't expect a scholarly man like Ji Bo to be able to make one.