The sun was blazing, and even the summer breeze carried a stifling heat.

Zhaotian Garden.

Big White was lying under the plum tree, with a large copper basin in front of it, just big enough to cover its tiger face, and was munching on the spicy dried fish made by Fu Liu.

"grumble."

The sudden bird call made Da Bai abruptly raise its tiger head, watching as the roc descended from the sky and pounced straight towards it.

The giant white tiger grabbed the copper basin with its front paws, shifted its position, and raised its tiger rear end to face the roc.

I'd rather have my feathers pecked than have my dried fish stolen.

Looking at the affairs of the city, Mo Yunzhao felt somewhat irritable due to the sweltering weather.

Upon hearing Dapeng's voice, Mo Yunzhao's heart stirred slightly. Ling Jingyu was back?

She got up and walked towards the door, her steps quick without her even realizing it, and the troubled look on her face disappeared.

She stood at the doorway and saw Dapeng descend from the sky. Its sharp claws patted Dabai's tiger rump before it landed on Dabai's back.

Big White: "..."

Mo Yunzhao looked towards the entrance of the courtyard, then at Dapeng, which had a bag hanging around its neck.

She stepped forward. "For me?"

Yes, according to the schedule, he should have just arrived at Medicine God Valley, so why is he back at this time?

The roc chirped and bent its neck.

Mo Yunzhao picked up the bag and sat down at the stone table.

The roc chirped, pecked off a large, beautiful white feather, and flew to the stone table.

There was a teacup on the table, and it pecked at the lid with its beak.

Mo Yunzhao looked at it, then lifted the tea lid, saying, "Thank you for your hard work."

The roc put down the long feathers it had pecked, lowered its head to drink its tea, and let out a cheerful chirp, as if praising the good tea.

Mo Yunzhao chuckled, "Fu Liu, Da Peng is here, prepare some dried fish."

Big White raised its tiger head unhappily, its whiskers still covered in fish scraps.

It opened its blood-red maw, about to roar fiercely, but as soon as Mo Yunzhao looked over, it immediately lowered its head and meowed.

Fu Liu brought out a bag of dried fish and saw Mo Yunzhao open a purse with a slight smile on his lips.

Mo Yunzhao took out a jade bowl filled with grapes from his purse. The grapes were slightly covered with white frost, and the thickness was just right, like chilled grapes.

“They’re still peeled.” Fu Liu handed the dried fish to Da Peng. “Your Highness is so thoughtful to send grapes from so far away.”

Dapeng pecked out the fish's eye and placed it on the table.

Mo Yunzhao looked at the grape flesh covered with white frost and lowered his eyes in thought.

The roc moves fast, but it will eventually melt along the way.

So, he deliberately touched it lightly with his hand, as if it had been chilled?

Mo Yunzhao lowered her eyes, and with her delicate white fingertips, picked up a grape and ate it.

It's crunchy and sweet and sour, making it a perfect summer treat.

When Mo Yunlan returned, she saw her eating grapes and asked with curiosity, "Grapes can be eaten chilled?"

She reached out to take one, but Fu Liu reminded her from the side, "These are chilled grapes that His Highness sent from afar, and they're already peeled."

Her delicate white fingertips were about to touch the grapes when she heard this, and Mo Yunlan withdrew her hand. "Ah Zhao's."

"Sister, you're too kind." Mo Yunzhao picked up a chilled grape and handed it to Mo Yunlan.

"No, I don't want to." Mo Yunlan tilted her head and saw a bunch of fish eyes on the table. She twitched the corner of her mouth.

"Is Nie You out of his mind? His Highness sent grapes all the way to A Zhao, and he... gave me fish eyes?"

She felt her large cleaver begin to tremble uncontrollably again.

Seeing that Dapeng was about to peck out the fish's eye again, Fu Liu pressed down on the bird's head to stop it from moving. "Yes, Nie You is sick."