"Lan Fengxiao, the Princess Consort has come to take you home. Hurry up and let's go!" Wang Min had thought that since Lan Qinghuan held Prince Xu's Hongyao Stone, he could simply use his spiritual pressure to clear a path. Yet the military camp, previously manned at every corner, was now so deserted that he couldn't find a single person to ask for directions. Fortunately, his memory was good, and he had managed to bring them to the right place.
Sorrow knows no greater depth than a dead heart. Amidst a large group of brightly dressed, seductive-looking women, Lan Fengxiao sat with hollow eyes like a lifeless puppet, allowing Wang Min to drag her before Lan Qinghuan and force her to her knees.
"The Princess Consort?" As for going home, Lan Fengxiao felt a mixture of yearning and dread, yet she desperately longed to leave this place.
Chapter 203