The midday breeze was warm, but after it swept over Celestial Bright Peak, it turned into a stream of cool air, circling the house before returning to the sky.
The room was inlaid with Fire Stones everywhere, warm and cozy.
Miss Yun lay limply on the bed, as if deflated, the sunlight making her feel listless, lacking any energy... but soon, she became slightly interested, propping herself up to look at the novel in her hands.
Reading carefully, she delved into the somewhat tumultuous love story within the book.
The way she read was quite interesting: when she encountered incomprehensible passages, she would substitute her name and Xu Chang'an's for the protagonists', and then she could understand about two or three-tenths of the meaning.
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At this moment, Yun Qian's face was adorned with a light layer of makeup, her lips tinted with rouge.
Early in the morning, with Xu Chang'an working on Muyu Peak, she had leisure time to herself, so she tried her hand at makeup.
