Huo Jingyuan changed clothes quickly. He shut the bedroom door, then opened the door to the inner room, trying his best to look gentle.
When the men helping in the courtyard saw Huo Jingyuan, they were like mice that had spotted a cat.
They immediately snapped to attention, their faces etched with tension. Saluting sharply, they dutifully called out, "Mr. Huo."
Huo Jingyuan gave a slight nod. "No need to be so formal."
Then he asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"
Zhu Jing asked, "Mr. Huo, where's Wen Ci?"
She had only heard from her husband how fierce and cruel Huo Jingyuan could be, but since she wasn't one of his soldiers in the Northwest Military Region, she wasn't particularly afraid of him.
"She just woke up. She'll be out in a little while."
Hearing this, the women lowered their heads and exchanged knowing smiles. The sun was already high, yet the two were still in bed. It could only mean Mr. Huo had been working very hard last night.
