Le Yu's bedroom wasn't bad. It was a little old, but after a simple cleaning, it was fairly tidy. The biggest problem was that there was no air conditioning—though nowhere had any—so Le Yu had even considered lying outside in the pavilion to bask in the moonlight.
If he were still Jing Zhengwei, there would probably have been several large blocks of stored ice in the bedroom to cool it down. By the time the ice melted, dawn would have arrived. Heat was the best alarm clock. Qing Lan had often maliciously instructed the servants not to add more ice back then, and Le Yu usually had to obediently crawl out of bed before noon.
Qin Leyin naturally had the qualifications to enjoy such luxurious treatment too, but the Qin family was unfamiliar with the area and didn't even know where to buy ice.
The Jing family dug their own ice out of the underground storage rooms. After all, ice was inconvenient to transport, while making and storing it themselves was simple. As a result, there was no market for it—the poor couldn't afford it, and the rich had no need to buy it.
Although Le Yu, who possessed the Ice-Blood Physique, wasn't afraid of heat at all and didn't mind being exposed to the sun, he still found it very uncomfortable to wake up drenched in sweat and sticky all over, as though the air itself had defiled him.
Still, Le Yu didn't completely hate falling asleep covered in sweat. After all, back when he had been with Qing Lan, there had been at least twenty-six days a month when he couldn't have fallen asleep without working up a sweat. He had long since gotten used to it. Sleeping together while slippery with sweat was actually quite comfortable...
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