"It gets better," Samuel whispered, leaning in closer, thoroughly enjoying her misery. "General Wu—the one with the large scar over his eye—approached your grandfather after the assembly. He loudly offered to send over three jars of his family's premium, hundred-year-old tiger bone wine."
Heena's eyes snapped open. Tiger bone wine was a notoriously potent, traditional aphrodisiac used by military men to boost their vitality in the bedroom.
"He said," Samuel quoted smoothly, his golden eyes sparkling with pure mischief, "'Since the young Madam's scholar husband is clearly working her so hard she can't even walk to court, he might need some reinforcement to keep up the good work.'"
Heena forcefully grabbed the pillow from beside her and shoved it directly into Samuel's laughing face.
