She rose to fetch an extra blanket from the chest.
"Ah..." Gu Youyou felt someone embrace her from behind and cover her mouth, startling her into a cry.
"Don't yell, it's me."
A moment later, Jin Zijin's familiar voice came from behind her.
Having been thinking about him, and then he appeared, Gu Youyou was ecstatic.
"I'm freezing to death, let's get under the covers first and talk there."
Since her arrival in this era, she had never spent a winter night alone, and now she realized how difficult it was.
When Gu Youyou had first arrived, it was summer, and she would cover herself with a thick blanket every day, so she hadn't felt cold.
But half a year later, when the weather turned cooler, she moved into Jin Zijin's thatch-roofed house, and every night she had him to warm the bed, she almost forgot how severe her cold toxin was.
The maids and old women outside had all fallen asleep, and those who hadn't were made to sleep by Jin Zijin.
