C622 The Farewell Between Lan Yin and Zifeng(6)

"The sky looks like it's about to snow," Consort Lan remarked as she turned to adjust the cloak around the Emperor. "It's cold outside, standing in the draft isn't good."

"It's fine, the fire inside is warm enough, and there's still some heat out here," the Emperor replied, glancing around. "We should call a maid to bring your cloak as well."

"I'm not feeling cold..." Consort Lan gazed outside