That morning it suddenly began to rain in a hazy drizzle, and the sky was filled with thick cumulus clouds, which looked like black clouds were overpowering the city. The hot and irritable air permeated the dampness, and it was as moldy as the furniture in the house, and the more stuffy and irritable it became. Naturally, such a climate affects people's minds and bodies.

Su Jingmo also felt that this kind of weather really made people not stand or sit, sitting on the circle chair in Nie Xiaoman's study, with a book on his lap that he had opened a little but couldn't see the clouds, and wanted to use this to eliminate his boredom caused by the climate, but he couldn't.

Nie Xiaoman was wearing a loose large-sleeved robe, fat silk pants of Shandong poplin, and his feet were ......

Chapter 539 of "The Imperial History and the Cat Metropolitan Inspectorate" is not a silk and a fog is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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