39 What am I supposed to wear?

It was almost six in the morning and An Yu Yong was back to An Bing Qing's new room.

He was sitting at her bedside, looking at her with curiosity in his dark eyes; she was frowning in her sleep and didn't seem very happy.

'What is she dreaming about?' he questioned in his heart.

After thinking for a while, he finally shook his head.

He tried to smooth her frown with his long fingers while he called to wake her up, "Little sister, little sister…"

But after calling for a couple of times, he gave up; her frown only increased and she hid between the beddings.

He laughed at his heart content, he knew she wouldn't wake up with the noise he was doing and he also took advantage to laugh all he wanted before doing what he had come up with to awaken her; he won't have the time to do it later.

He reached for the beddings she had covered herself with and revealed her pretty face. Then, he waved his hand and a jade bottle appeared on his hand, he opened it and slopped cold water on her face while he restrained his laughter this time.

Not long before the water had touched her face, she jumped and sat on the bed, exclaiming, "Cold!"

An Yu Yong didn't expect such a strong and quick reaction; therefore, he jolted and dropped the bottle as he took back his hand, spilling all the cold water on An Bing Qing's robes.

"Ah! So cold!" she exclaimed.

'Bad!' An Yu Yong thought as he quietly stepped back.

Too bad, An Bing Qing had already noticed his presence and she furiously turned around with a heavy head.

"Eldest brother, you…" but she didn't finish her berate as An Yu Yong, who hadn't lost his time, was just some steps before the door now. She swiftly took the jade bottle and used all his force to throw it to him.

"Slam", still, he was a step ahead and he was able to exit the room and close the door before the bottle reached him.

"Clink, clink", the jade bottle hit the door and then the floor but it didn't break as it was made of a good jade.

'Tch, eldest brother really knows how to run', she angered thought while rubbing her temples; her head felt heavy and her mood worsened.

Before she could quell her anger, the door squeaked open and An Yu Yong face popped out from behind it.

"Your bathtub is filled with water for you to bathe, you just need to warm it and… slam…" A soft pillow was thrown at him and he readily closed the door again.

"… and be quick, you must attend the competition inauguration; you can't fall asleep". He gave a cry from behind the door this time.

"Crash", he heard something hitting the door and breaking into many pieces.

He stared at the closed door for a second before wryly smiling, "I have forgotten her tantrums. Maybe I went overboard but she needed to learn a lesson. Waking her up early when she clearly wanted to sleep was the best punishment I could come up with. Whatever, I need to think how to jolly her now. Sigh". He shook his head and took seat beside the door to wait for her.

Inside the room, An Bing Qing was still sitting on the bed, soaked wet.

"Ah-choo", she sneezed as she let herself fell on the bed; she didn't feel like getting up, her head ached.

She massaged her head with one hand and with the other she loosened her sash and clothes.

'Ugh, Zi Hui is at fault. If he hadn't had only wine and liquor when we get lost in the desert of that battlefield, I wouldn't have gotten to love wine this much. But, agh! I can't believe this body wasn't able to endure that little wine. In my previous life that amount would count as nothing'.

She got up with a frown and walked towards the bathtub, 'Well, at the beginning I also couldn't tolerate wine so I guess with the time my body will get used to it'.

She reached the bathtub and sat on a chair next to it to warm the water, 'Wait, that's not the point here. Shu hated whenever I drank wine, I would always get drunk', that's what she thought. His facial expression didn't change, he always wore a smiling and gentle looks but she learnt to judge his mood, though sometimes she couldn't discern it correctly. He didn't actually hate it but he did feel bad because he knew he was the cause of it.

With this assumption of hers, she jumped to her feet as she remembered last night events, 'Oh my… though I didn't drink that much wine yesterday, I'm sure Shu noticed it. Ugh! And I also ran away without thinking…'

She undressed and entered the bathtub with a depressed mood. She bathed and submerged every now and then in the warm scented water whenever she recalled the previous night things and her shameful encounter with her husband of her past life.

Time passed and An Bing Qing was cooling her emotions down under the water when she suddenly opened her eyes.

"Splash", she went out of the water and she palmed her forehead, 'How stupid can I be? If Shu has come this time, this means he will attend the competition opening, right? Then, why am I still losing my time in the water?'

'What am I supposed to wear?'

'No! What am I thinking? Wouldn't it be better if I don't go?' she pondered with struggle.