บท 107: Jingtang's Letter

Zing-zing!

On a hot summer day, the chirping of cicadas echoed in the garden of the Prince Of Jing Estate.

In the study at the top of Jasper Pavilion, there was a white screen placed by the window to block the sunlight. Dongfang Liren was wearing a thin dress with a black blindfold covering her eyes, holding a three-foot-long saber in her hand motionlessly.

Behind the desk, the petite and exquisite empress dowager lay in a large chair with her legs propped on the armrests, her full and plump buttocks outlined under her dress. She was holding a small furball in her hand and gently throwing it up and catching it. She said in a lazy voice, "Jiang Province is still the best. Winter is warm, summer is cool, and the four seasons are like spring. Speaking of which, I haven't gone back to visit my family for a few years."

"It's too hot in summer. The journey of thousands of miles will be too tiring. Empress dowager, you won't be able to take it…"