Long Yue and Li Qingmu traveled at a leisurely pace, taking time to enjoy the scenery on their way, and finally arrived at Jiangling County.
Jiangling is located in the south, and now in October, the weather is merely cold, not yet freezing, but frequent autumn rains bring a damp chill that seeps into one's bones.
Long Yue prepared two hot water bags, wrapped in meticulously crafted thick cotton bags to prevent burns, placing one in Li Qingmu's arms and the other in his blanket.
They were still in the carriage, which was very spacious, and Li Qingmu leaned on Long Yue's leg, curled up slightly, and fell into a deep sleep.
He slept soundly.
Tsk, this man is always so calm and composed, rarely losing control in impatience; perhaps it's only when facing the closest people that he might lose his reason.
Perhaps sensing Long Yue's movements, the man, half-asleep, shuffled his body and lightly rubbed against her leg.
"Thump!"
