The next morning when I got out of bed, the whole world was a vast expanse of white.
As Feng Yun opened her eyes, she saw Pei Jue lying against the bed, stiff as a log, which startled her so much she paused mid-yawn.
It was freezing cold, and he didn't even think to pull over the blanket for some warmth?
Feng Yun instinctively reached out to check his breathing.
He was still breathing!
Relieved, she tiptoed out of bed, draped the blanket over him, and went to ask Xiaoman.
"When did the General come?"
Xiaoman whispered, "The marquis had just left not long ago, and then the General arrived. Maybe they even met outside the door."
Wen Xingsu had left after Feng Yun had gone to sleep.
She was so sleepy at the time that she hadn't noticed Pei Jue's return at all.
"Have them heat up some ginger soup in the kitchen. When the General wakes up, make him drink it," she said.
Xiaoman giggled and went to do as told.
