Duke Wu An Mansion.
The summer weather had already set in, with the sun glaring down and the heat even seeping into the lush and shady backyard.
For the Xia Family, accustomed to the cold climate of Beizhi, it was even more so. Even with ice buckets to keep cool, they were still sweating profusely.
In Chunhe Garden.
"The capital is really too hot. Back home, we'd still have a few snowfalls in May or June... Hah, the cool breeze is so refreshing."
Chen Yi's uncle, Xia Zhonghe, tugged at his thin silk robe, revealing a sturdy neck, then placed ice directly inside his clothes, not caring if it would wet them.
Mrs. Xia glared at him, "You think this is the warm bed back home? Such manners."
