"I miss you greatly."
The elegant handwriting is filled with tear stains. Those stains have long dried up, narrating endless longing.
And in his mind, a beautiful woman's figure began to emerge.
An Qin. The woman who first had a marriage agreement with him, a woman who appeared icy but was passionate inside.
"Alas."
Lin Yi walked to the side, sighed softly.
Ever since Li Chen disappeared, these women seemed soulless. Lin Yi had to oversee the grand situation of the Starry Universe, unable to show internal pain.
In front of others, she was still the illustrious Yilin Zhisheng. But during these millions of years, who hasn't endured hardships?
Not only her, but the other women as well. Although An Qin hadn't shown much before, as a woman and as Li Chen's woman, Lin Yi naturally sensed An Qin's inner pain.
