July in the height of summer, the sky was a clear blue, with a sun hanging like a fireball, and the clouds seemed to have been melted away by the sun, vanishing without a trace.
Xiang Wei had gone early to Yueyao's room to hide from the heat, as many ice blocks were kept there, making it very cool.
In past years, Xiang Wei would have eaten iced watermelon and iced sour plum soup, but unfortunately, there was none this year. Because Doctor Zhang said Xiang Wei's body couldn't handle very cold things, Yueyao forbade her, so she simply didn't buy any.
Xiang Wei reached out for the pale yellow satin fan cover embroidered with gold and silver miscellaneous treasures and fruit patterns on the table, but Yueyao quickly took it away: "Xi Yu, get a fan for Xiang Wei to use."
