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“Prince, hold on.”
Chu Baihan held Yan Lin’s hands tightly in hers.
Feeling the softness at the palms, Yan Lin’s breathing became harsh, his Adam’s apple rolling as a multitude of emotions filled his eyes.
By the time they returned to the Prince Residence, night had already fallen.
Yan Lian dared not come close, so Chu Baihan had to use all her strength to support Yan Lin back to his room.
“I’ve sent Ziyi to look for some cold water.
It might ...
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