The window was slightly open, a wind blew in, the layers of palace veil filtered out the wind layer by layer, and in the end, only a faint breeze remained, curling up the fragrance of medicine in the room.

Wide couch, a white robe of Pei Yuanjun, casually sitting, robe wide scattered down, no belt, not to mention hanging half a point of cumbersome ornaments, ebony hair is just a band of the same color bundled, the whole person looked crooked leaning, through a few points of lethargy, ...