Tuoba Liang put a rolled-up pancake into Zhao Yun's dish and glanced at her, saying, "I must have owed her something in a past life!"
Zhao Yun's face flushed as she lowered her head, revealing a stretch of neck as white and graceful as jade, starkly different from the color of her face.
However, he had become accustomed to it, no longer feeling the disappointment and shock like the first time he had seen her. Now, he even thought that her looking this way was pretty good—it kept other men from discovering her virtues and coming to compete with him.
The first time he met her was shortly after she had arrived as a Meng slave, one evening after he had dinner. He was about to check on the renovation progress of his shops when he passed by the one she was in and suddenly heard the sound of the zither flowing out from inside.
