On board the ship.
Since the hull was still being repaired and the ship was stationary in the river, it did not cause Leng Yu Yan the discomfort of sailing. Having slept sweetly all night, she woke up in a good mood and went to the dining hall for breakfast alone.
After breakfast, she noticed that there wasn't much Laba Porridge left. Thinking that someone might not get any by the time they came to eat, she packed a portion for him.
When she returned to her room, Ye Yiheng was just getting out of bed and dressing.
"Today is the eighth day of December. It's time for Laba Porridge." Leng Yu Yan placed the porridge on the table, "I packed it for you. It's still warm, eat it quickly."
Ye Yiheng looked at her in surprise and sat down at the table, "You aren't feeling unwell?"
Leng Yu Yan hummed lightly, "I slept well yesterday, so I woke up feeling not so bad."
Ye Yiheng pressed his temples; he had not slept well.
