Han Qingyu

"We'll rest here for the night," Shen Yuan softly said, bringing the Northern Wind Horse to a halt.

He dismounted the horse and then extended a hand to help Han Qingyu down. She took the hand gracefully before slowly descending down the horse.

Han Qingyu looked around, her silver eyes softening as she took in the tranquil beauty of the place. "It's… nice."

Shen Yuan smirked as he led the Northern Wind Horse to a nearby tree, tying its reins securely. "I thought so too. You can set up the campsite. I'm going to check the water."

"Check the water?" Han Qingyu turned, only to see Shen Yuan already walking toward the lake, his robe fluttering slightly in the breeze.

Her eyes widened as she realized what he was about to do. "Wait, are you—"

"Yes," Shen Yuan said while turning his head back, a playful grin playing on his lips. "I'm taking a bath. The volcanic region was too harsh for my skin, I need to clean myself now."