"It's too cold here, so I went to find some wood to make a fire so we wouldn't freeze—" Ye Feng's voice broke off abruptly across the empty ice field. Hugging a large pile of wood, he hurried back to the carriage, only to freeze in his tracks.
Before him, Luna looked up with tear-filled eyes. That pitiful appearance tugged sharply at Ye Feng's heart.
"So he went to pick up wood!" The gloom in Luna's heart instantly dissipated, and joy gushed forth like lake water breaking through ice in spring. She quickly raised her hand, wiping the tears from her face with the back of her hand, her lips curling up into a bright and cheerful smile once again.
Chapter 47