"Lu Dan is late, please forgive me, Lord Ming."
The beaded curtain swayed slightly, and Aiden Feng heard a familiar gentle laugh. He looked up and saw Lu Dan standing in front of him in high spirits. She was wearing a sky-blue robe with a circle of pure white fur on the seam inside. She looked calm and at ease, and was much better than when he saw her this morning.
Aiden Feng stood up, looked him up and down, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Strangely enough, he and Lu Dan were more enemies than friends, but for some reason, ever since he knew that Lu Dan might die, he was always worried about him.
"Is the Imperial Master feeling better? That's great."
Lu Dan laughed, looked at Aiden Feng and said, "Prince Ming came here just for this matter?"
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