Leaving Mianzhou City, they were headed all the way to Liangzhou. Manbao and the others had traveled this path once last year, only it was summer then, and the weather was scorching hot.
Now it was still in January, the weather was just beginning to warm but still chilly. They couldn't quite tell whether this period of travel was more difficult than last time.
Manbao would occasionally pick some herbs and brew a pot of medicinal soup for everyone to drink, as a preventive measure against epidemics. Everyone obediently drank it, even she grimaced as she swallowed it.
This was to prevent seasonal illnesses, otherwise, with the weather so unpredictable, it was easy to fall ill.
But the closer they got to the capital, the more consistent the weather became, with constant strong winds and cold days. Each day after lunchtime, Manbao and the group would ride their horses for a bit, spending the rest of the time sitting in the carriage.
