C58 One Internal and One External
In the morning, the sun was gradually scorching, but the atmosphere of the Bamboo Garden was even more scorching than the summer sun.
The servants in the room were all sweating profusely, as if they were standing at the mouth of a volcano. No one dared to move for fear of alerting Su Zijin, who was eating breakfast.
Su Zijin had been like this since nightfall, her entire body filled with anger