Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

Yaoyao looked at the determined look in her eye and understood Ji'er's thoughts. She frowned and said with reason, "But you have to remember that love can't be forced. Even if you like Lil Qi, he doesn't feel the same way about you. After all, he is much older than you are and it's the first time he has seen you today since you've grown. It must be difficult for him to see you as a woman."

Ji'er's pretty eyes dimmed when she heard this. Her fingers tightened on her lap.

This had crossed her mind before.

Yaoyao sighed. "If you really like Lil Qi and must marry him, we can request Father to decree for Lil Qi to become your husband, but Lil Qi might not be happy about it."

Ji'er was silent for a long time before she nodded. "I understand."

Yaoyao gave her a doubtful look. "What do you plan to do next?"

Ji'er leaned on her shoulder and said a little tiredly, "I'm not going to do anything and I won't ask Father for a decree."

Yaoyao was relieved to hear this. She was worried that Ji'er would do something extreme because of Lil Qi, and end up hurting herself instead.

All Yaoyao wanted was for Ji'er to be happy and not worry for her entire life.

Her heart ached for her sister as she patted her younger sister's back gently to console her. "It's getting late. You should get some sleep."

"Alright," Ji'er replied and slipped under the covers.

Yaoyao pondered about this and said, "You should move in a little. We'll sleep together tonight."

"Okay."

Chang closed the room door behind her only after the sisters had fallen asleep.

South Conquering General Mansion.

The South Conquering General Mansion was a little livelier this year as the general had returned.

As tonight was Lunar New Year's Eve, Steward Chen had not gone to bed. He was doing his rounds and inspecting the grounds with a lantern in his hand.

When he walked past the general's courtyard, he heard a strange sound.

This shocked him and he quickly lifted his lantern to take a look. He saw a figure rolling off the roof and falling into the snow.

Steward Chen thought a thief had snuck in and was about to call for help when he saw the man slowly standing up in the snow. He was wearing a thin inner garment and his head of long hair hung all over his shoulder and back in a mess.

Under the light of the corridor, he was able to see the man's face clearly.

"General…" He exclaimed as he quickly ran over.

It was only when he got closer that he saw the general's clothes covered in bloodstains. It was completely red and it looked like blood continued to spurt out of him.

"Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine." Chu Qi pressed onto his wound and stumbled slightly into his room.

Steward Chen did not dare delay this as he quickly called over a physician.

By the time the physician arrived, Chu Qi had changed into a clean inner garment. He leaned against the pillar of the bed with his handsome face looking pale. He looked quite out of sorts.

The physician took a sharp intake of breath after checking his wound. "How did you get hurt so bad?" While he spoke, he expertly took out some medicine and gauze to stop Chu Qi's bleeding and bandage him.

Steward Chen stood at the side and when he saw Chu Qi's wound, he was extremely shocked.

The general had gotten drunk in the Palace during the night and His Majesty's men had sent him home.

Steward Chen had helped the general into his room and the general was unconscious from being drunk. There was no wound on his body then. How did he hurt himself so badly in only half a night?

Moreover, the general's martial arts skills were formidable. Who would be able to hurt him so badly?

Steward Chen was puzzled. He wanted to ask the general about this, but when he saw the general's expressionless face and how much he disliked people poking their noses into his business, Steward Chen felt a little scared and decided to let it go.

The physician busied himself for a long time before finally being done with bandaging Chu Qi's wound.

He wiped away the sweat on his forehead and said with relief, "It's lucky that the general has a healthy physique and the protection of strong internal strength. Otherwise, you would not be able to bear it when your wound is cut so deep." He sounded impressed when he said this.

The general was quite young and he did not even flinch nor make a sound while he was being bandaged. He must be a man with a strong mental will.

Chu Qi lowered his head to glance at his wound. There was a complicated look in his eye.