If it snows, the road to there will be hard to pass.
"Wait until we reach the next town, let's hire someone to help us drive the carriage?" Yang Chuxia lifted the curtain and said, it was really cold, and Ye Zi'an's hands holding the reins were turning red from the cold.
Yang Chuxia was thinking that they should avoid getting sick again.
"It's fine, I can drive myself."
"Hire someone to drive, getting sick later will be more trouble." Yang Chuxia muttered, "You're not as young as you used to be. In your time, you're already middle-aged. You need to take care of your health."
Ye Zi'an smiled, "Don't worry, my dear wife, even if I accompany you for another twenty years, it won't be a problem."
"Twenty years is too short, you'll have to stay with me until we're seventy or eighty together."
"Haha!" Ye Zi'an laughed heartily, "Alright, we have an agreement, we'll grow old together like old spirits."
