"What's wrong with Chunhua?" He picked up Chunhua and followed Lan Tian.
What else could be wrong? She was drugged.
"She's been drugged into unconsciousness," said Lan Tian, very seriously. Chunhua had thin skin; knowing that she had taken drugs and was nearly violated, she'd rather hang herself from a tree. Such matters, Lan Tian decided, were better left unsaid to save Chunhua some face.
If word got out, and those people in the village with their pretentious culture heard, the consequences would be unimaginable.
In this era, a woman's reputation was more important than anything else, and Lan Tian couldn't afford to jeopardize it.
Leading the way, as they reached the door, they could hear a series of footsteps in the corridor, getting closer and closer, heading in their direction.
