Sickly Characters
The Unwanted Concubine
I was the bedchamber maid of the Second Master of the Marquis’ Mansion.
I heard he was quite handsome, but incapable of performing as a man, which had only made his temper stranger by the day.
So on the day I was to attend his bed, I stewed him an enormous pot of lamb tails. “My lord, as they say, for limp-tail syndrome, you supplement form with form…”
Before I could say another word, he lifted his eyes and smiled.
“Get out.”
My Sickly Husband Is the Villain
My husband was a notorious invalid.
We had been married for three years, and he had never once touched me intimately.
Gentle and gracious, he would often drag his frail body to the couch to read and compose poetry.
Watching him look so fragile that he might die at any moment left me utterly exasperated.
I couldn’t help demanding of the system, “Seriously?
Look at him.
He’s practically at death’s door.
“And you’re telling me he’ll become a monster everyone wants dead?”
