Chapitre 1192: Beast gold charcoal (1)

Beijing.

It had snowed heavily last night. When they got up this morning, the courtyard was covered in silver and white. A thin layer of snow covered the flower beds and the ground paved with green stone slabs.

Her aunt was awoken by a burst of bell-like laughter in the morning.

She subconsciously pushed her husband beside her and found that he had already woken up and was on duty.

Yingying furrowed her delicate brows and sat up in her warm bed, stretching her waist. The charcoal fire was burning fiercely in the room, and the servant maids sleeping in the bedroom would add some beast gold charcoal every two hours.

This kind of charcoal did not have the smell of smoke when it was burned. Instead, it had the fresh air of pine branches.