Scorching Heat

Xie Ning gently pulled on the set of clothes hanging on the rack. The collar was embroidered with blossoming flowers, and the stamens were made of tiny pearls.

It must be said that Princess Mingshou's birthday was really unfortunate, falling on the first day of the month, which is said to make one's life difficult. If she had been born earlier, she would have been born in July, which would have been even worse.

On the day of Princess Mingshou's birthday, the weather was exceptionally hot. There was no breeze early in the morning, and it was fine before the sun came out. But once the sun rose, the heat was overwhelming, making sweat and oil compete to pour out of one's skin.

Xie Ning looked at the purple dress and frowned.

She hadn't eaten any hot food in the morning, but she still felt sweaty and uncomfortable.

"Just wear it like this," Xie Ning sighed.