C1147 First Generation 4

Ji Rao leaned on the bed. He was wearing thick clothes. In the absence of several charcoal pots in the room, he was actually wearing more clothes than the people from the palace outside.

He was covered by a blanket from his waist down. In his hand was a warm stove and his hair hung loose like a sea of ink. The upper half of his face was pale and only a wooden hairpin was used to loosen it