Chapter 90: A World of Ice and Fire_1

At the same time, he commanded: "Come pick up the car in two hours!"

"Yes!" The driver followed the order and made a call for a tow truck.

Lu Ming held Jing Yiren like a child, elegantly walking within the drizzling rain.

The rain was hazy, casting them in a timeless silhouette. It was as if a nostalgic oil painting had sprung to life.

Jing Yiren had drained all her Inner Strength with her dance today. She felt weak, like water; her arms hung bonelessly around Lu Ming's shoulders, gently swaying with his steps.

Her head was buried in the crook of his neck.

The coat over her head carried Lu Ming's distinctive fragrance which wafted into Jing Yiren's nostrils.

She gradually slipped into a dream.

In her dream, she saw herself having a brood of children with her uncle, the Emperor who was driven to his wit's end by the children and decided to resign from being an Emperor. Somehow in the dream, he transformed into a clean-cut gentleman, dressed in a suit and about to head to work.