The night wind gradually rose.
Even in May, Lindong was still a bit chilly at night.
Mu Lianxiao was worried that Yunluo would catch cold, so he urged her to return to their room.
Yunluo had slept long in the afternoon, so she wasn't sleepy at all. She sat on the Arhat bed, hugging a pillow, chatting with Mu Lianxiao.
She had mentioned Shao Yuanzhou's success in the imperial examination and Shen Wenyu's failure in a letter to Mu Lianxiao, but writing wasn't the same as speaking, and the two enjoyed a lively discussion together.
Yunluo asked about Jiuxi: "Did he come back with the Princely Heir?"
Mu Lianxiao nodded: "He entered the city with me."
Yunluo blinked: "It seems he tricked me?"
Seeing Mu Lianxiao's confusion, Yunluo recounted what Jiuxi had said to her last time: "He said he would carry back the armor himself."
