Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 564: Master Huo: Madam Must Take Over Punishment Hall This Year

Chapter 564: Chapter 564: Master Huo: Madam Must Take Over Punishment Hall This Year

Huo Family.

Huo Yunjiao lay in bed, his heroic eyebrows furrowed tightly.

The chill invaded, despite being covered with a blanket, he still felt cold.

Even though Qin Ruan, who was like a warming furnace, tightly held him in his arms, he couldn’t feel any warmth.

Huo Yunjiao knew that these were the after-effects of the medication.

In the coming days, his body would become weaker day by day.

The chilliness overtaking his body was preventing him from falling asleep again.

He let go of Qin Ruan, whose body, deep in sleep, he could casually manipulate. Sitting up, he leaned against the head of the bed.

Seeing that the blanket that was covering both of them exposed a gap due to his movements, he reached out to pull the blanket over Qin Ruan.

Having done these things, he got out of bed and exited the room with light steps.

The door was closed with a slight sound, yet it didn’t disturb Qin Ruan, who was deeply asleep on the bed.

As Huo Yunjiao emerged from the room, he encountered Huo Qiang, who was standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows in the corridor.

A cigarette was between his lips, as he took a deep puff, exhaling a swirling smoke ring.

Perhaps due to exhaustion, Huo Qiang rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Hearing the noise from this side, he turned his head immediately.

Upon seeing his lord standing at the door, he hurried to put out the cigarette.

Huo Yunjiao spoke with mild reassurance, "Old Qiang, you don’t have to put it out."

It was already the middle of the night, and for Huo Qiang to still be awake at this hour, it was unavoidable that he smoked a cigarette to stay alert.

Huo Qiang still snuffed out the cigarette.

If it were usual, he might have followed the lord’s order, but not today.

With his lord’s ill health, he needed to be particularly cautious.

Huo Qiang stayed in place, watching his lord approach.

"My lord, why did you get up? Are you feeling unwell?"

His voice was full of concern and a touch of panic.

Huo Yunjiao sat down on the single sofa in front of the balcony.

"I couldn’t sleep, so I came out for some fresh air."

His brow furrowed, revealing a hint of irritability in his voice.

Huo Qiang noticed the apparent displeasure in his lord’s countenance,

Huo Yunjiao was lazily reclining on the sofa.

His posture exuded an elegant demeanor, a refined nobleman through and through.

His eyebrows, and eyes were mesmerising, albeit a shade of annoyance could be seen on his face.

Huo Qiang noticed his lord’s hand, which was resting on the sofa, twitch slightly. His eyes flickered.

He turned around, picked up the blanket that had been prepared on the opposite sofa, and held it in his arms.

Huo Qiang walked up to his lord, squatting in front of him, "My lord, are you feeling cold?"

"Mmhmm."

Huo Yunjiao responded in a low voice.

Huo Qiang shook the blanket out and draped it over his lord’s legs.

His average features were etched with solemnity and caution, as if engaged in a serious task.

Huo Qiang felt a sense of sorrow.

This was just the beginning for his lord.

Soon, he would feel worse, and his body would become weaker.

He would need months of convalescence before he could return to his usual state.

Huo Yunjiao reclined on the comfortable sofa, his relaxed demeanor exuding a hint of languor.

He slowly closed his eyes, feeling the icy sensation flowing through his meridians.

No matter how many blankets were heaped on him, they could not soothe this coldness.

Huo Qiang stood behind him, protecting him.

Master and servant, both remained silent.

The faint vibration of a phone broke the silence in the room.

Huo Qiang pulled the device out of his pocket. Seeing that it was a call from his subordinate, he cast a glance at his lord, who had his eyes closed, and walked aside to answer the call.

Huo Qiang asked in a low voice, "What’s happening?"

He didn’t know what had been said on the phone, but his rugged eyebrows were furrowed.

His face showed difficulty: "At this time?"

After a while, he suggested, "Ask Master Ling Xuzi if it can be done tomorrow, Madam is already asleep."

Hearing mention of Qin Ruan, Huo Yunjiao opened her eyes, the cold light in them pointed towards Huo Qiang.

"What happened?"

Her voice had a deep, commanding undertone.

Huo Qiang, still holding his mobile phone, approached Huo Yunjiao.

He lowered his head respectfully, and returned, "Master Ling Xuzi has gone to the Nangong Family. There are two unknown entities there. The Master suggested summoning the Madam."

Huo Yunjiao pressed a long finger to her temple, irritably commanding, "Ask Ling Xuzi if it can wait until tomorrow."

At this time, to ask Qin Ruan to go to the Nangong family, Ling Xuzi was just trying to make things difficult.

The other party seems to have forgotten that lady Qin Ruan is pregnant.

Huo Qiang relayed the elder’s wishes to the Hidden Guard at the Nangong Family.

Not long after, he received a response.

Master Ling Xuzi’s latest time limit is tomorrow morning at nine.

After this time, his golden barrier may not be able to restrain the two puppets, Wudao and Li Manning.

Huo Qiang relayed the exact words back to the elder.

The latter’s eyes were half-closed.

Holding his temples, he made a slight wave at Huo Qiang, indicating he understood.

Huo Qiang put away his phone, standing to one side, looking at his master in awe.

Even if he stood while his master sat, the atmosphere around the other party made him involuntarily look up.

He had watched Huo Yunjiao grow up.

Transforming from child to adolescent, and then from an adolescent to a strong-hearted man.

As the next head of the Huo Family, his wit and cunning were peerless and undoubtedly suitable for the role.

What a pity that life was so unfair.

A humble and stoic child, unparalleled in the world, suffering from an unknown illness.

"Old Qiang, what do you think of Qin Ruan?"

The elder, who was closing his eyes, suddenly spoke.

Huo Qiang, regretful for his Master, promptly responded, "Madam is very good."

"Yes, she is good," Huo Yunjiao opened her cold, emotionless eyes.

She crossed her hands over her stomach.

"She is so good, that no one should object to her becoming the head of the Huo family, right?"

The elder’s words were ambiguous, it was unclear whether he was asking himself, or asking Huo Qiang who was standing nearby.

Huo Qiang remained silent, looking at his master’s profile in surprise.

He opened his mouth, then slowly closed it again, ultimately saying nothing.

Huo Yunjiao, not hearing his response, continued.

In a casual tone, Huo Yunjiao said, "What do you think, old Qiang?"

Knowing today was inescapable.

In a steady and emotionless tone, Huo Qiang stated, "Traditionally, the family matriarch, also known as the queen mother, later referred to as the mistress of the noble family. The Huo family, although not a royal family, has hundreds of years of nobility. The position of Famiy Head cannot be held by just anyone, it will be difficult to get through the family elders."

His words implied that Qin Ruan could not hold the position of Family Head.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yunjiao surprisingly didn’t get angry but instead laughed cheerfully.

There was a hint of amusement in his cold eyes as he swiftly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over Huo Qiang.

"If the madam seems unsteady, then we’ll find a way to stabilize her position and silence all dissent."

The elder’s face, normally serene and handsome, now exuded a slight chill.

Despite the softness of his voice, the words spoken exuded a terrifyingly deadly air.

Huo Qiang furrowed his brow and then opened his eyes wide as if he had understood something.

His voice trembling, he asked, "What does the elder mean?"

In a nonchalant manner, Huo Yunjiao stated, "We must have the Madam take over Punishment Hall this year."

Huo Qiang cried out in shock, "The Punishment Hall has always been under the control of the Huo Family leader."