Coquettish Si Fu Jin Has the Best Fortune

The heat came very early and hot this year. When the remaining snow remained on the roof of the double-eaves verandah with yellow glazed tiles, people in and outside the Forbidden City wished they could put on their veils. As soon as the end of June passed, the summer heat in the capital gradually became stronger. The bright sun hung in the sky, and only wisps of clouds were seen floating in the sky. There were more lotus flowers in the pond, but they were full of energy. As a ghost, Zhou Yi was also affected by the heat. She was lying on a green and thick camphor tree branch in an unknown mansion with a lazy and boneless expression. The sunlight fell on her face through the gaps in the leaves, like a dream. Sometimes she also doubts whether she is the real Ah Piao. She can withstand the wind and sun, and she has to endure it. She knows the cold and the hot, and is afraid of them. However, she can't bear the ups and downs. Thinking about it, she is still Ah Piao. It is said that she is still an old Ah Piao for more than a thousand years. As for the answer, she was always confused every day, unable to verify it, but she finally remembered her name.