A heavy downpour had caused the city's temperature to plummet once more.
Inside the palace, a stove crackled, filling the room with warmth. Ruhuahua sat on the daybed, wrapped tightly in a thick, long-haired plush blanket. A dark red mark stained her neck, and she looked rather lethargic.
Having only just recovered from her previous injuries, she had now added another, and Zhongli Ting had effectively kept her confined to her room for recuperation, ignoring all her coquettish pleas and stubborn tantrums.
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