"Uncle Yu?"
Little Ling 'er looked at the man's handsome face and smiled brightly, " "You're back?"
Yu Ling's hands were holding little Ling 'er's body. His black robe fluttered slightly, and his body was strong. His facial features were clearly carved, but there was a faint light in his black eyes.
"Your Highness, how are you?"
"I'm so tired."
Little Ling 'er's eyes gently closed.
She had lost a lot of blood in order to save Huang Xiaoying, but when she saw those people trying to hurt Ji qingge, her body suddenly burst with a power that she didn't understand. After the power dissipated, she felt exhausted.
Yu Ling, you take care of the princess and the prince. I'm going to help the Vermillion Bird and the others. Also, help me take care of Huang Xiaoying.
Xiao Mi saw Yu Ling's appearance and heaved a sigh of relief.
