Marrying a Opium Man

Marrying a Opium Man
BAO ACTION IN THE SWORD


Zhao was already dizzy, he laid his body on the bed. This half-day atmosphere was very rowdy even making Zhao by being forced to spend all his energy.


Staring at the top ceiling with nanar. He closed his eyes slowly staring at the ceiling of the room.


It did not feel like night was visible, Zhao was immersing his body in the warm water in his room. He likes this sensation, soaking without anyone bothering him and not exposed to the water used to bathe others.


Now he can relax all the limbs when soaking. Closing Zhao's eyes tried to recall and read once again the memory of the imperial manual. It continued until Zhao opened his eyes looking at Bao who was standing by the door staring at him.


Zhao took a deep breath and came out of the bath. Bao immediately ran away from Zhao as the man prepared to approach him.


“ Close the door! ” Order Zhao.


Brakhs!!


The door closed which made Bao panic, the boy turned his head to the right and left looking for a way out. However it would not go easy, Zhao was already crouching before him now.


Gets a little into the little boy's body. The refreshing aroma of Zhao's body managed to catch Bao while breathing.


“ Why are you here? aren't you still hurt? ” ask Zhao.


Bao shook his head looking at Zhao without a blink, then looked down at the floor with a pushy look.


“ Uncle and aunt are gone, where should I go? ” sheds with slow crying.


Zhao was immediately stunned, Did the little boy cry?


“ I don't like boys crying here. ” Zhao said.


Bao rubbed his nose then rubbed the tears dripping down his cheek.


“ Sorry uncle, if I repot you. I better go back to being a bum. ” said Bao.


Zhao pulled Bao to get close to him. He aligned his body with Bao. And looked back at those brown eyes over and over again.


“ You have entered this palace, Kai entrust you to me. How can I throw you out again? ” ask Zhao.


“ But I don't know uncle.. ” Bao's eyes are back in tears. She was crying again.


“ Bao, you will stay here. ” Zhao said.


“ You mean? ” asked Zhao frowned.


“ You're terrible, I don't want to stay here! I just want to be a bum, I want aunty!! ” Shouted Bao hysterical.


Zhao closed his eyes hearing Bao's scream. Then opened his eyes which instantly made Bao fall unconscious. Zhao got up from his position, his eagle eyes were already intimidating.


carrying Bao he walked towards his bed. Put the little boy to bed and give him time to rest.


“ You have to want, Bao. Inevitably you should become a knight of this kingdom. I have decided, soon your life will be changed with all the rules here. ” said Zhao.


Zhao's famously cold figure before marriage and gentle affectionate turned into a vengeful person.


Zhao left the room to attend the royal meeting. Leaving Bao who was back to rest who knew when he woke up.


But Devan's figure came to Zhao's room, he deliberately stepped closer to the bed. Bao fell asleep on the emperor's bed.


His arrival did not mean to see Zhao, because he knew that Zhao had a trip to the next kingdom because there was an invitation.


Rather invite Zhao to return to the residence before Zhao returns later tonight. He must immediately bring Bao in any condition from his room. If not the position of the position at stake.


“ Xiao Bao... ” says Devan wakes up in front of Bao.


Bao groaned and stared narrowly at Devan. He rubbed his eyes and sat on the bed.


“ Uncle.. uncle kai? ”


Devan who was about to speak back closed his lips. He smiled thinly.


“ Xiao Bao, you must return to your residence. Come on, ” says Devan.


Bao nodded and let Devan take her back to the residence. And bao must be able to learn, something that God has called will never be able to come back again.


From time to time, Bao was trained in the way the palace taught its warriors. Bao was part of that warrior, archery practice was his most in-demand special exercise.


But still, bringing the sword to the center of the field made Bao's aura radiate there. Many people were amazed when Bao's figure swung his sword in the middle of the field fighting with several soldiers at once.


It has been 12 years since Bao was exiled into warrior training. And a few days a year, Zhao noticed his practice from a distance.