Being a General was an exhausting task, and one with a disease slowly killing her is harder. So a day of relaxation couldn’t be helped.

Feixiao laid back inside her love’s home, being a simple home. Despite Feixiao’s status, she never felt embarrassed to be around you. She laid down on a bed, looking at the ceiling, wearing casual clothing. Small talk… small talk…

“Nice weather, right?” Feixiao blurted. Damn it, why am I so terrible at this?