It wasn't long before Hua Zhuo arrived at the carriage where Yun Chi and Hua Yan were seated.
After entering, Hua Zhuo dusted off the chill and snowflakes from his clothes at the front of the carriage and frowned, "It's snowing again. Why is there so much snow in the Northern Region?"
"The Northern Region is cold. Big brother, you should also take care of yourself. If you feel unwell, let the Crown Princess Consort immediately take your pulse and prescribe medicine," Hua Yan said slowly, sitting up and speaking to Hua Zhuo.
Hua Zhuo lifted his robe, sat on the carriage's cushion, and said, "Worry about yourself! She takes my pulse every day, fearing I can't withstand the cold of the Northern Region."
Hua Yan pursed her lips. Why did those words sound so smug?
