Zhou Shuren knew he had frightened Zhulan, so he held her in his arms, "No, not a scratch on me, I've arrived in the capital safely."
Zhulan's eyes were red, "That's good, that's good. Don't hold me anymore. I've prepared hot water for you; go take a bath to ease your fatigue."
Zhou Shuren held Zhulan tighter, "Let's hug a moment longer."
Though he seemed calm on the outside, he truly felt a sense of relief inside.
Zhulan, smelling the familiar scent on Zhou Shuren, felt a sense of peace in her heart.
An hour later, Zhou Shuren finished his bath, feeling much more comfortable, and the meal Zhulan had prepared was all laid out on the table. She personally served Zhou Shuren some chicken soup, "I received your message this morning and asked the kitchen to stew chicken soup with ginseng. Drink it while it's hot to restore your strength."
