Tushere's eyes flickered slightly, and she said, "Just went back to get it."
"..."
Just now? She had been by her side the whole time, when did she go to get this?
And—almost immediately, she caught a familiar scent from the wind cloak tightly wrapped around her body, almost identical to the one that comforted her from the nightmare last night.
Instantly, her breathing became heavy.
Cheng Qiao looked at her sudden pale complexion with caution, and said, "Young Madam, are you, is your health alright?"
Shang Ruyi shook her head, "I'm fine... excuse me."
After speaking, she turned and walked towards the cabin.
Tushere hurriedly followed, but after just two steps, she saw Shang Ruyi silently take off the wind cloak and hand it to her. Tushere quickly said, "Miss, what are you doing? The outside wind is strong, be careful not to catch a cold!"
