At the same time, Su Luo in King Huan Residence suddenly opened her eyes.
She heard the rapid clopping of horse hooves on Long Street.
Soon, a black-clad guard rushed into the courtyard and handed her another letter from Shen Cong, bearing the same message.
After reading every word twice, tears suddenly started falling.
She tightly clutched the thin piece of paper, as if pouring all her strength into it.
Lei Yun and Qing Yi stepped forward, both startled by her appearance.
They glanced at the crumpled letter and their expressions drastically changed.
Lei Yun steadied the faltering Su Luo: "My lady, do not worry too much, it's just a collapse of a section, perhaps His Highness has already been rescued."
"You must hold on, for the sake of the child in your belly, you must hold on!"
Su Luo tightly grasped the hands of Lei Yun and Qing Yi, and screamed in agony: "His Highness..."
