C156 A Messenger Bird

In the boring afternoon, there were only a few people who came to see the doctor.

Feng Yixu was lying on a rattan chair in the yard with his eyes closed. There was a teapot on his right side, enjoying the cool breeze that was unique to early autumn.

When he came to Shangdu, it was still in the middle of summer. The hot sun always hung on his head proudly. A few months later