Song Wei received the royal decree to escort Princess Consort Duan to the Rehe Palace.
The Capital is approximately five hundred miles from the Rehe Palace, and given Princess Consort Duan's constitution of 'not fit for travel,' the journey would take several days with stops.
The night before departure, Wen Wan carefully packed Song Wei's luggage.
It was already the twelfth lunar month, and the weather was fiercely cold. Besides thickened inner clothes, outer pants, and boots, Wen Wan also packed two pairs of kneepads she had made by hand recently.
Estimating that she was almost done packing, Wen Wan tied up the bundle, turned to see her husband sitting under the lamp in a daze, and softly coughed before asking, "Husband, what are you thinking about?"
In her memory, Song Wei rarely dazed in front of her.
Song Wei snapped back to reality, his gaze towards her filled with hesitation.
