Zhao Moyan's cold attitude when he left angered Tian Yu, and she felt wronged. The more she thought about it, the more upset and aggrieved she became. All the emotions that had been building up inside her finally erupted, and she hugged herself, squatted on the ground, and burst into tears. Zhao Moyan went outside and heard Tian Yu crying. He frowned, closed his eyes, and stood outside the door for a long time, feeling very uneasy. Only when he could no longer hear Tian Yu crying did he leave with his belongings.

After crying, Tian Yu felt much better. She tidied up a bit and lay down on the only cot in the room. As soon as she pulled the blanket over herself, she smelled Zhao Moyan's scent on it. Frustrated, Tian Yu threw it away. She then smelled the pillow and saw Zhao Moyan's scent, so she threw the pillow away as well.

After tossing and turning all night, she finally fell asleep, but hadn't slept long before thunder roared. The thunder was deafening, and there was a lot of noise outside. Listening carefully, Tian Yu realized it was going to rain; everyone was packing. Another flash of lightning followed by a deafening clap of thunder. Tian Yu grabbed the blanket and pulled it over her head, but then, thinking of Tangyuan, she quickly got out of bed and rushed out of the tent. It was already pouring rain outside, and several soldiers were carrying supplies to the rear tents. Tian Yu braved the rain and ran to a nearby tent. A lamp was lit inside, and in the dim light, Tian Yu rushed in without thinking. Before she could even call out Tangyuan's name, she saw Zhao Moyan taking off his clothes, standing with his back to her, soaking wet. Zhao Moyan turned around, saw Tian Yu, and continued drying himself with a towel, completely unconcerned. Tian Yu blinked, shocked by the sight before her, momentarily stunned. Realizing something was wrong, she quickly turned around and said nervously, "I...I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. I just came to check on Tangyuan."

"He's fine! He's sleeping soundly." Zhao Moyan continued to undress, completely ignoring Tian Yu's presence.

"That's...that's good! I...I'll go back now." Tian Yu felt her cheeks burning and didn't dare to look around.

Without waiting for Zhao Moyan's reply, she quickly ran out of the tent. The rain outside was pouring down harder. Tian Yu saw a flash of light in the distance, a dark expanse, and knew thunder was coming. She covered her ears and ran back inside. By the time she reached the tent, she was completely soaked, her hair still dripping. After groping around for a while without finding a tinderbox, Tian Yu, in the darkness and amidst the flashes of lightning, took off her outer garment, wrung it out, and hung it on a clothes rack. She grabbed a towel to dry her hair, took off the rest of her clothes, and wrapped herself in the blanket she had thrown aside, curling up on the bed and praying that the thunder wouldn't stop and that her clothes would dry quickly.

Recalling the scene she had just witnessed, Tian Yu was somewhat astonished. How could Zhao Moyan have so many scars on his body, covering his entire back? How had he managed all these years, risking his life to earn his position as Marquis? It must have been incredibly difficult. Should she not blame him? After all, everyone has their own life and their own choices. He had wronged Xiao Tian, ​​but he also had his own troubles.

After changing his clothes, Zhao Moyan realized he had been somewhat startled when Tian Yu entered, but he quickly calmed down and acted as if nothing had happened. However, looking back at her frightened eyes and touching the scar on her back, he realized she must have been frightened. Thankfully, she hadn't seen the scar running from her right shoulder to her left waist; otherwise, she might have cried! Remembering she hadn't brought any clothes, and her hair was already wet, he figured she'd be soaked through by now. Zhao Moyan found some of his own clothes, covered Tangyuan with a blanket, and went to Tian Yu's tent with an umbrella.

"Who is it?" Tian Yu asked loudly, hiding under the covers in fright when she heard someone come in.

"It's me!" Zhao Moyan said, then found a tinderbox and lit the oil lamp on the table.

Seeing Tian Yu huddled in a corner wrapped in a blanket, with clothes hanging haphazardly on the clothes rack, he tossed the clothes in his hand onto Tian Yu and said, "Put these on. There are no women's clothes here, so you'll have to make do."

Tian Yu poked her head out and reached out to take the clothes into the blanket. Zhao Moyan saw Tian Yu's outstretched arm, blushed, and looked away. Tian Yu whispered, "Could you... could you turn around?"

Zhao Moyan walked to the tent entrance without saying a word. Tian Yu peeked out and quickly put on the clothes, but they were too big. Tian Yu rolled up the sleeves and pant legs again and again, but they were still too long. She thought to herself that these must be Zhao Moyan's clothes! She smelled them and they were indeed his.

Zhao Moyan turned around and saw Tian Yu standing comically on the bed in his clothes. The clothes were too big, even the neckline was a full circle too large. Zhao Moyan suppressed a laugh and went over to help her straighten them, thinking to himself that she couldn't even dress herself properly. After Zhao Moyan's adjustment, she looked much better. Tian Yu smiled awkwardly and said, "Um... thank you!" Standing on the bed, Tian Yu felt for the first time that she could have a conversation with Zhao Moyan at eye level, without having to look up.

"Alright, it's a bit big, but you'll have to make do for now," Zhao Moyan said, fastening Tian Yu's belt.

"It's okay, I'm fine," Tian Yu said, flicking her wide sleeves.

"Then I'll head back now." Zhao Moyan said, picking up his umbrella and preparing to leave.

Another bolt of lightning flashed, and Tian Yu quickly climbed onto the bed, hid under the covers, covered her ears, and said, "Okay! You should leave now!"

Zhao Moyan looked at her, not understanding what she was doing. Then, with a clap of thunder, Tian Yu buried her head under the covers. Only then did he realize that she was afraid of thunder. He put down his umbrella, walked to the bedside, sat down, and said, "Are you afraid of thunder?"

"Don't be afraid! It's just that the thunder here is too loud, I don't like it. You should leave quickly! I'm really fine!" Tian Yu poked her head out and said to Zhao Moyan with a smile.

"Do you want to sleep with Tangyuan?" Zhao Moyan asked tentatively.

"Is that okay? What about you?" Tian Yu still hoped someone would accompany her.

"You don't need to worry about that. Do you want to come with me?" Zhao Moyan asked again.

After Zhao Moyan finished speaking, he looked at Tian Yu and waited for her reply. Tian Yu thought for a long time. At this moment, another flash of lightning appeared on the horizon. Tian Yu was so frightened that she instinctively shrank back and waited for the thunder to sound. Zhao Moyan smiled wryly and reached out to pat her back. Tian Yu felt less nervous when she felt that someone was with her.

Once the thunder subsided, Tian Yu quickly threw off the covers and sat up, saying, "Alright! Let's go!"

But when her outstretched foot touched the wet shoes on the ground, Tian Yu hesitated for a moment. Zhao Moyan glanced at the shoes on the ground, and before Tian Yu could react, he picked her up.

"Hey! Zhao Moyan, what are you doing? Put me down!" Tian Yu said, startled.

"Do you still have shoes to wear? Or do you want to walk there barefoot?" Zhao Moyan asked.

“I…I can walk there by myself,” Tian Yu emphasized.

"Take the umbrella, let's go!" Zhao Moyan ignored Tian Yu's words, then gestured for Tian Yu to take the umbrella from his hand and walked out of the tent.

Tian Yu held the umbrella, and Zhao Moyan carried her as they walked. Outside, the wind and rain raged, with lightning and thunder. Nestled in Zhao Moyan's arms, Tian Yu felt less nervous and afraid. Looking at Zhao Moyan and remembering his injuries, Tian Yu felt guilty, wondering if she had wronged him and shouldn't have blamed him.

Inside the tent, Tangyuan was still fast asleep. Tian Yu gently lay down beside him, while Zhao Moyan lay down on the recliner opposite them. Tian Yu wanted to say something, but didn't know where to begin. To keep the oil lamp on Tian Yu's table from going out, Zhao Moyan didn't extinguish it.