"You promise?" Xing Yu was still somewhat uneasy.
"Alright, I promise, once my illness is better, I will definitely take you back to see her," the youth said with rare patience, "Don't worry."
Upon hearing this, Xing Yu glanced at Yin He, naturally trusting him more since he had personally said he would take her back.
"Take the bedding, let's find the warmest spot inside a cave, if we are late, it won't do," the youth said, seeing the slight blush on Xing Yu's face and feeling somewhat baffled. Such a simple concept, one that could be easily understood with a little thought, had wasted so much of his breath.
"Oh, okay—" Xing Yu came to her senses and immediately grabbed the bedding and rushed out of the carriage like a gust of wind, the carriage curtain flapping loudly.
The youth frowned, finding it completely bewildering.
...
"A change of personnel again?" Zheng Nianru put down the soup in her hand and looked towards Nanny Yun.
