Yu Youyao shook her head. "I'm fine. There's a pavilion on the mountain. His Highness and I were sheltering from the rain. What about you?"
Chun Xiao was finally relieved. "We were close to the foot of the mountain, so we rushed down. Although we were all drenched in the rain, we changed into dry clothes in time and drank some ginger soup to ward off the cold. We're fine."
The ground was muddy. Yin Huaixi carried Yu Youyao on his back until they reached where the carriages were parked. Then, he put her down.
Looking at the black-gold cloak on Young Miss, Chun Xiao suddenly understood.
It was no wonder that in the morning, when Dong Mei wanted to bring a cloak for Young Miss, Auntie Xu said, "Don't worry, your Young Miss won't be cold!"
With His Highness around, how could he let Young Miss freeze?!
Chun Xiao helped Yu Youyao into the carriage.
