Liancheng Yazhi suppressed the strange feeling in his heart. yes, the air is dense and very good.
The air in the imperial capital was bad all year round, and it was rare to encounter such weather.
liancheng yazhi very much hoped that this was a natural reason for the good weather.
But,
He couldn't convince himself of the wisdoms he had seen before.
The thick fog, Tyr, and now the fog had completely disappeared without a trace. All of this made him feel incredulous.
When Rong Yan saw Tyr walking over from the courtyard, she smiled and said, " "Tyr, you're up. Are you hungry? Breakfast is ready, let's go eat."
"Not yet," Tyr shook his head.
