[8 months later]
"Brrrrr, this place is too cold. I think I will die out of hypothermia soon," Yunyu complained as he tucked his body inside the blanket. He drank the warm ginger soup that had been prepared for him, but it still didn't alleviate the coldness that made his bone brittle.
Pupa gloated around nonchalantly and said, "You're too weak. This is just a normal cold."
"Normal cold, my ass! This is northern border cold! I feel like my body is in Antarctica already!"
"Tch, dramatic, what do you think about Huang Shu? He still has to guard around the garrison in this cold winter, while you're here tucked in your warm bed after a warm ginger soup, and you still complain that you're having a difficult time."
"Ish, Pupa, you don't understand that I'm a beautiful, fragile white lotus that needs to be protected. How can they let such a fragile flower-like me get cold?"
