In the bed?

Mo Yuxin hesitated. She glanced at Su Yubing, whose eyes were half-closed, her breathing shallow. The journey down the mountain, coupled with the earlier altercation, had clearly taken a toll.

"Very well," Mo Yuxin conceded, her voice resigned. "We'll take it."

She couldn't leave Su Yubing like this. The woman needed rest, and the nearest town was still a considerable distance away. Even if Mo Yuxin could carry her, the rough terrain would only exacerbate her injuries.

As they ascended the creaking stairs, Mo Yuxin's mind raced. Sharing a room with Su Yubing was... unexpected. They were companions, yes, but their relationship was still strained, marked by the lingering shadow of Mo Yuxin's amnesia.

The room, when they entered, was small but cozy. A single bed dominated the space, its thick quilts promising warmth against the night's chill. A small fireplace stood in one corner, its embers glowing softly.