Motivated by a sense of longing, Qiao Xuan let out a sigh and whispered to Shao Yunduan, "I can't help but miss Qi a little. I wonder how he's doing in the intermediate camp. It must be colder there than it is here. I wonder how much snow they've had this year and if he's keeping warm."
Shao Yunduan's heart skipped a beat; he cared deeply about his brother, too.
Brushing away the snow on Qiao Xuan's shoulders, Shao Yunduan replied with a reassuring smile, "Don't worry, Qi has always been skilled in archery since he was young, and I'm sure he's doing well. After the New Year, I'll inquire about his well-being."
Qiao Xuan's face lit up with joy. "That would be fantastic! Please don't forget to ask."
Shao Yunduan chuckled affectionately. "Qi is my brother; how could I ever forget about him?"
It almost seemed as if Qiao Xuan considered him as a sister-in-law rather than a brother.
Qiao Xuan smiled in response.
