Han Zhi supported Su Zhen into the main room, leading her first to sit by a cozy charcoal brazier. He then had a maid bring a basin of hot water, soaked a handkerchief in it, wrung it out, and gently wiped Su Zhen's face to chase away the chill from the journey.
Su Zhen leaned back in her chair with her eyes slightly closed, looking thoroughly relaxed and content as she enjoyed the pampering.
After wiping her face, he picked up a comb and gently combed her slightly tousled hair, stroke by stroke, with steady rhythm, as if tending to a rare and precious treasure.
Chapter 117