The royal study was much warmer than outside. Silver bamboo charcoal from Langyazhou was being burned in three fire basins. The cleverly designed fire basins didn't have excessive ash, only excessive heat. They enveloped the entire room in a spring warmth that did not align with the weather.
There was only a faint burning smell. The scent was not bad, but Fan Xian's sensitive nose was not used to it. He couldn't but miss the warmth of a white room far away in a different world. He remembered two cheeky lines he once read in his previous life—Chairman Mao had never used a cellphone, and the Emperor had never used an air conditioner.
