Entering November, Li City became colder and colder, and the snow fell more frequently. The cold was so intense that one could hardly resist staying curled up in bed.
Zhou Ning felt the same way, but today she had to go to Feichang Dao. Groggily woken up by her maid, she got out of bed, yawned, and turned around to let Qin Shu put a cloak on her.
However, Qin Shu let out a sharp scream and instinctively wrapped her tightly with the cloak.
Zhou Ning was startled, her sleepiness vanished completely, and she asked in panic, "What happened?"
"Miss, Miss, woo... haha." Qin Shu was a mix of shock and joy, laughing and crying.
Zhou Ning was even more perplexed and urgently said, "What exactly happened? Don't scare me."
"It's my fault, Miss, you are cured, your illness is cured." Qin Shu said with a laugh, wiping the corner of her eyes.
Cured?
