Tears flowed like a river breaking its banks, pouring down in torrents.
Is this a dream? This must be a dream!
Bai Xiao shook her head gently and stepped back, unable to believe the reality.
"Wife, don't cry..." Ye Huang placed a hand on her shoulder.
Bai Xiao said, "I'm not crying."
But her face was covered in water, and tears kept rolling down.
Ye Huang held her in his arms but didn't know what to say to comfort her.
Just a few minutes ago, they had met and reconnected; a few minutes later, they were separated by life and death. These days, in order to resist Princess Lucy's threats, Bai Xiao acted nonchalant every day, but in reality, she had never given up on Qiao Ming in her heart.
At this moment, besides offering her a warm and strong embrace, Ye Huang had no other solution.
Not long after, Xu Jing returned: "Young Master Ye, the person has fled. There must have been an ambush set up in advance."
