Tempered Letter
Bai Yunxian didn't quite understand what Yun Shu was thinking, but raising his eyes to look around, the clothes prepared for him were ready in the corner of the bed, which brought a soft smile on his face.
He always felt vibrant colors such as red or yellow didn't fit him, yet look at this man, choosing a bright color cloth for him again.
Bai Yunxian nodded his head as he gave up and went down from the bed, ready to start the new day with a new goal.
At the same time,
A hand slammed down on the table as Yun Shu glared at the people present, sitting in two rows on both sides of the table.
"As you can see, Left Commander, I'm alive and well enough to call a meeting at dawn. Or is it that the Left commander was wishing I would die in a coma and you can take my position?" Yun Shu chewed out the words in annoyance as she tried her best to keep her face straight.