Song Yifan was very concerned, holding thick clothes as he approached the tent entrance.
He asked, "Can I come in?"
Bo Xiao's voice came from inside, "No, we haven't cleaned up yet, wait a moment."
So Song Yifan grew even more worried, though he knew it wasn't proper to barge into a tent where two girls were staying.
He added, "Then hurry up and clean up, I've brought you two thick clothes to wear."
Bo Xiao's voice came out again, "No need, your tattered clothes don't keep warm at all, not as powerful as Ningning's Heating Talisman."
Song Yifan: "..." My cousin really must have frozen her brains.
Others felt the same way again.
Song Yifan wanted to lift the tent flap and check on them.
Lu Xun, who had been quiet throughout the journey, suddenly spoke, "You should trust them."
He didn't know why, but he wasn't pleased about Song Yifan going over to Luo Ning's private space.
Song Yifan turned his head in shock and looked at Lu Xun — had the Fifth Prince's brain frozen too?
