Yu Youyao lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw a tall and heroic man in the Storm Pavilion. He was wearing silver-white armor and a red cloak that fluttered in the cold wind.
With his tall and straight body, one could see his aura at a glance.
Such an outstanding man belonged on the battlefield.
However, at a glance, she felt that the person standing in the cold wind was actually covered in wind and frost.
Yu Youyao instructed Chun Xiao and Chang An to move everything they had brought into the pavilion.
"It's cold outside. Cousin, you have to be more careful not to catch a cold." As she spoke, Yu Youyao took out a large cloak and helped her cousin put it on. She also prepared a sleeve stove and added a velvet blanket to his legs. "Cousin has a lot to talk to Young Master Ye about, so I won't go over. I'll wait for you in the carriage."
