"Master, we’ve arrived," Hu Dao’s voice gently broke the silence.
Qin Ye heard this and looked towards the person sleeping soundly on the wooden daybed, contemplating how to awaken them when the sleeper turned over and... opened their eyes.
"We’ve arrived?" Rong Yan’s eyes shone with clarity, not at all like someone who had just woken up.
Qin Ye nodded, "Yes, we have. This is one of my residences, I don’t usually stay here, but you can temporarily live here..."
He was a Prince, and even at the border, aside from the great army tents, he also had estates in the town.
But these estates, compared to the Prince Manor in Beijing, were really too modest.
However, in this remote region, it was considered a luxurious mansion.
It was the best estate in the area.
Rong Yan nodded, "Okay!"
Her affirmation made Qin Ye very happy.
"I’ll carry Jin down."
Rong Jin lay on the long wooden bench where Qin Ye had been sitting, which was covered with a thick and warm padding.
Perhaps because he had gone to bed late the night before, he was now sleeping deeply, not showing any signs of waking even though the carriage had stopped.
"Put a thick coat on him." The carriage had a stove inside, so it was slightly warmer, but outside it was genuinely cold.
Although Rong Jin had been well cared for during this period, the sudden shift from warm to cold could easily make him catch a chill.
"Mmm, I know that," Qin Ye said, slightly jealous of the affection shown for a brother by the person he admired.
But he quickly reassured himself... they didn’t have a relationship yet, and once they did, Rong Yan would certainly care about his well-being too.
He took his cloak, wrapped it around Rong Jin, and then carried him out.


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