Duan Yue pressed her small head back down. "It's cold. Don't worry, your little tiger is in the back. We definitely won't lose it."
Qiao Mu was only then satisfied. She shrunk her head back inside, even tugging on his collar to block out the cold wind whipping past the top of her head.
The fur on this body truly couldn't block out the cold! The little lady thought unhappily.
She wondered how the body she left back in the Divine Province was doing.
"Why are we leaving in this kind of weather!" Commandery Princess Xiangchang's shrill voice could be heard from the other side of the camp.
Even though the maidservants were shielding her with two umbrellas, the fierce winds and rain still drenched half her clothes. The clothes sticking to her skin made it unbearable.
"Commandery Princess, it is the emperor's order. The Board of Astronomy have gauged that the rainstorm will turn worse. That is why we must leave right now."
