A chilling sensation swept through Gu Chaoyan's body, causing her to turn pale and yearn for a warm place to seek refuge.
Sensing that something was amiss, Xie Yan looked at her intently. "Are you alright?"
Although Gu Chaoyan still felt uncomfortable, the sensation had subsided to some extent. She used her own warmth to shield against the coldness.
She realized that she had been enduring various minor and major issues all this time. Life at Fengxian Palace, including Huaijin, was far from peaceful. If she could bear with it, she would do so for now.
Forcing a smile, she reassured Xie Yan, "I am fine."
"…."
"Let's try a new tea, the first harvest after the spring rain. It has been carefully processed and baked, exuding a delightful aroma. It suits this season quite well. Winter will arrive soon, which isn't ideal for this tea. Let's enjoy it while we can," Gu Chaoyan suggested calmly.
