C13 Three dynasties back door

The autumn sun felt good, and a chilly wind blew into my sleeves.

The autumn in the south was still longer, and when he thought of the biting cold autumn wind that blew through the Windy Valley, it seemed as if it wanted to cut open the skin and let the cold air seep into his heart.

Three dynasties back to the gate, rare good weather. As he sat on the carriage