The Empress, too, needs a man.
Lin Yun here is not bad, a promising prospect.
Moreover, if she were to marry Lin Yun, wouldn't Fang Yu probably approve of her?
Zhao Lingyu had no idea how dangerous her thoughts were as she dressed herself up beautifully before going to meet Lin Yun.
She wore a light blue palace dress, less lively and more dignified than usual. At the Shenxiao Sect, she had shown her playful and cute side, but now she displayed her dignified and noble demeanor.
"Brother Lin, it has been a long time."
Zhao Lingyu's face still had a hint of shyness. Her attire was more dignified, but she still stood very close to Lin Yun, seemingly unable to contain her emotions upon reuniting after such a long separation.
Lin Yun couldn't help but want to laugh. Zhao Lingyu seemed to have gotten too deep into her act, he wondered if she was aware of it.
