Originally, Chen Yi and the others had hoped to return to Shu Prefecture City.
But with the torrential rain pouring down, even getting back to their residence in town became difficult.
Fortunately, Shen Huatang had brought umbrellas with her, enough to shield Chen Yi and Xiao Wan'er from the rain.
As a result, Xiao Wan'er inevitably ended up leaning against Chen Yi's chest.
Especially beneath the downpour, with the road turned to mud, the short horse trod deep in one step and shallow in the next.
The two of them swayed and jolted atop its back.
At first, Xiao Wan'er had been somewhat wary and deliberately kept a little distance from Chen Yi.
But as the rain grew fiercer and the wind more violent, her already frail body began to feel unwell.
Though she wore a thick cloak with a mink vest beneath it, her entire body still seemed to radiate chill like a block of ice.
Chen Yi naturally sensed it and understood after a moment's thought.
An Extreme Cold Physique could not endure wind and cold, much less being battered by rain and wind like this.
After hesitating briefly.
Chen Yi's gaze swept over Shen Huatang, who was leading the short horse ahead. Then, one hand wrapped around Xiao Wan'er's waist while the fingers of the other quietly pressed against her Gate of Life acupoint—the midpoint of the second lumbar vertebra, level with the navel.
Feeling the strength around her waist, Xiao Wan'er weakly turned her head, her pale lips moving slightly.
"You..."
Mindful of Shen Huatang and Kang Ming ahead of them, she did not say the word "don't." She merely watched him with those bright eyes.
Chen Yi knew what she wanted to say and smiled. "Your cloak is so thick. Let me warm myself up