A few days had passed after their narrow escape from the search party.
Zhao Yan and Pei An were currently replenishing water to drink and wipe off their bodies. Pei An also didn't forget to help Zhao Yan to create a cold patch to reduce his fever.
They were at the stream Zhao Yan had mentioned to her before.
They had just arrived about an hour ago due to going back and forth just to hide their track from the chasers behind them. If they didn't have a tail sticking onto them then they would have arrived two days earlier at this place.
Zhao Yan rested his tired body onto a boulder in front of the watercourse. He was staring at Pei An who had ripped the excess cloth from her expensive ruqun just to make a cold patch of water to cold off his forehead.
Another cloth she had torn was used as a bandage that wrapped on top of his head to stop the bleeding of his previous injury.
