The air momentarily stagnated.
Wei Zhao's eyelid twitched.
It was something Yu Tingwan would say.
The allure was gone, and he chuckled lowly.
The weariness from discussing strategies with Ying Fuyan since last night dissipated somewhat.
During the march, not sleeping for three days was commonplace. It was nothing to him.
"Wait for me."
These words were directed at Yu Tingwan.
"Oh."
Wei Zhao entered the room and searched for clothes.
When he came out, he also brought a pair of clean embroidered shoes for the lady.
Seeing her puzzled expression, Wei Zhao gently explained, "The hot spring ground is slippery and easy to soak the shoes."
Understood, shoes also need to be brought as a precaution.
He took the lady's clothes into his arms.
Yu Tingwan didn't think much of it.
Apart from feigning weakness, Wei Zhao usually took care of things himself and would conveniently take care of Yu Tingwan's as well.
