"Lin Hao, you..."
Tang Min pressed a delicate hand against her chest, gazing dazedly at Lin Hao, who stood before her looking like a god descended to the mortal realm. Her face was a mix of grief and joy.
Lin Hao glanced indifferently at Consort Yu, who was standing frozen in the room like a wooden chicken, and couldn't help smiling. "Even she followed you here?"
Chapter 234