He is mad about his body pillow

Han Xin finally stopped after walking for what felt like an eternity and asked himself what he was doing. He had rarely lost control of his emotions, and this time he wasn't even provoked. He realized how foolish he was acting.

Turning to head in the direction of the lecture hall for their first class, he caught sight of the store on campus. He recalled Xiang Yu's hangover and decided to buy him something for it. Since he had asked to be Xiang Yu's attendant again, he had to at least do the job properly or pretend too.

He walked into the store and looked for the section with nutrient supplements. While he was searching for the ones perfect for hangovers, a figure suddenly stood beside him. Han Xin could recognize that perfume anywhere. It used to irritate him in his past life, and it still does now.

"You are here too, Your Highness," Han Xin said, his voice flat.