Lu Fan and An Lan sat comfortably by the fire, holding steaming teacups in their hands, leisurely enjoying this rare moment of warmth.

The fragrant aroma of tea wafted around the nose, dispelling the chill from the cold outside and immersing everyone in a tranquil and beautiful atmosphere.

Suddenly, a series of urgent creaking sounds came from outside, breaking the silence inside the room.

Immediately afterwards, the monkey king led the entire monkey troop into the camp in a great hurry.

The monkey king looked extremely anxious, its movements were wide and exaggerated, its hands gesturing wildly in the air, and its cries were urgent and frantic, as if it were desperately shouting: "Help! Something terrible has happened!"

An Lan's gaze was instantly drawn to a female monkey in the troop.

The mother monkey was holding a baby monkey tightly in her arms; the baby monkey was in very bad condition.

His whole body was trembling uncontrollably, his hair was soaked with snow water and clung to his body in strands, his eyes were half closed, and he was so weak that he could lose his life at any moment.

The monkey king was so anxious that he kept jumping up and down, pointing his paw at the little monkey again and again, his eyes full of pleading, as if desperately begging: "Please save it! It's dying!"

Upon seeing this, An Lan immediately rushed forward to check on the situation.

She carefully observed the baby monkey's condition, gently touched its cold body, and then immediately determined the situation: "It must be hypothermia."

Upon hearing this, Lu Fan immediately put down the still-steaming teacup in his hand and swiftly took the little monkey.

His movements were gentle and careful, as if afraid of hurting the fragile little life, and then he gently carried it to the fire.

An Lan turned around and quickly walked to the side, quickly took a dry paper towel, and gently wiped the moisture off the little monkey's body bit by bit.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Fan poured a small cup of hot honey water. He squatted down slightly and brought the small cup close to the little monkey's mouth, being extremely careful so as not to burn the little monkey.

The little monkey was initially somewhat resistant, constantly twisting its head from side to side and waving its little paws haphazardly in the air.

But soon, it was attracted by the sweet aroma of the honey water, and slowly opened its little mouth to drink it.

As time passed, the little monkey's body gradually warmed up, and its violent trembling slowly stopped.

It slowly opened its eyes, and the eyes that were originally dull and lifeless regained their luster as it curiously surveyed the unfamiliar yet warm surroundings.

It even stretched out its tiny paws, trembling as it tried to grab Lu Fan's fingers; it looked incredibly cute.

Upon seeing this, the monkey troop cheered with joy.

They squealed with excitement, some jumping and hopping on the ground, others weaving back and forth among the branches, celebrating the little monkey's escape from danger in their own unique ways.

The Monkey King was so excited that he almost blew the roof off as he jumped around.

Looking at the lively scene, An Lan breathed a sigh of relief and a relieved smile appeared on her face. She said to Lu Fan with a smile, "It seems they trust us quite a bit. They came looking for us as soon as something happened!"

Lu Fan smiled, his eyes filled with tenderness and emotion: "They are smarter than I imagined, and they understand trust better."

The Monkey King seemed to understand their teasing, and like a mischievous child, he bowed in a mocking manner, a comical gesture that made Lu Fan and An Lan burst into laughter.

However, jokes aside, Lu Fan and An Lan both knew that in such extremely cold weather, every life faced severe challenges, especially wild animals.

Lu Fan and An Lan sat side by side by the fire, the warm flames licking the dry firewood and crackling.

Watching the lively scene of the monkeys in front of them, they also felt a sense of ease and joy, as if all their fatigue and worries had been dispelled by the enthusiastic atmosphere.

Suddenly, as if struck by an inspiration, Lu Fan's eyes lit up instantly, and he excitedly patted An Lan on the shoulder.

He suggested with a smile, "Hey, how about we go soak in a hot spring? It's freezing cold outside, a hot spring would not only warm us up but also help us relax. How wonderful would that be!"

Upon hearing this, An Lan's eyes lit up immediately, and she nodded in agreement repeatedly: "This idea is absolutely fantastic! Hot springs can not only drive away the chill but also relieve fatigue, which is very beneficial to the body."

However, we must be careful not to soak for too long, otherwise, excessively high body temperature can cause problems.

Lu Fan nodded vigorously, then turned to the Monkey King, waving and enthusiastically greeting him, "Hey, Monkey King, we're going to soak in the hot springs, do you want to join us?"

The Monkey King tilted his head, his face full of confusion, clearly having no concept of the unfamiliar word "hot spring".

But seeing the expectant looks on Lu Fan and An Lan's faces, it felt a surge of excitement welling up inside it.

It immediately jumped up excitedly, squeaking incessantly and waving its arms to call the monkey troop to follow.

In its mind, anything suggested by Lu Fan and An Lan must be right, and it must be a fun and interesting place!

With a smile on his face, Lu Fan gently picked up the bearskin from the side and carefully draped it over An Lan's shoulders.

Because An Lan was petite, the large bearskin wrapped around her body, with the hem even dragging on the ground, looked like a gorgeous robe.

"Here, wrap yourself in this. It's windy and snowy outside, so don't get cold."

Lu Fan said with concern, looking at An Lan's appearance, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Haha, you look like Caesar Beria now."

"Beria? Who is that?" An Lan asked curiously, her big, watery eyes full of doubt.

“You don’t know Beria? He was a great father.” Lu Fan said seriously, but a sly glint flashed in his eyes.

An Lan rolled her eyes at Lu Fan, feigning anger, and said, "I don't believe your nonsense. Hurry up and come in and put this on with me, otherwise how can you withstand this cold wind?"

Lu Fan's eyes lit up, like a child who had received candy. He quickly pulled up the bear skin, crawled inside, and pressed himself tightly against An Lan.

The two men, wrapped in bear skins, stood shoulder to shoulder.

And so, the group (and the monkey) set off in a grand procession.

Lu Fan and An Lan walked at the front of the group, their figures appearing especially warm against the backdrop of the white snow.

The monkey troop followed closely behind like a group of cheerful little followers.

The little monkeys were incredibly excited, hopping and skipping along the way, sometimes running here, sometimes jumping there, and occasionally stopping to curiously examine the snow-covered flowers, plants, and trees along the roadside.

The monkey king, like a dutiful leader, walked proudly in the middle of the troop, occasionally looking back at his "team" to make sure no little monkey had fallen behind.

Its majestic appearance seemed to declare to everyone that it would definitely protect every member.

The roads were extremely difficult to walk on after the snowfall. The snow was thick and soft, and every step felt like stepping into a small pit, making it very difficult to move.

Fortunately, Lu Fan was physically strong, and he held An Lan tightly as they walked steadily forward step by step.

His arm was strong and firm, like a solid mountain, giving An Lan a strong sense of security.