Chapter 251: Celebration (4)

Lin Yuan stepped around the star-iron table. He did not ask her to wheel herself. He reached down, his warm hands grasping the handles of her wheelchair, and expertly guided her out of the grand hall, leaving Lord Zhao and a still-daydreaming Bai Chen behind.

They traversed the quiet, dimly lit corridors of the eastern royal pavilion until they reached the expansive, open-air balcony of their master suite.

The high-altitude winds of the metropolis were crisp and chilling, but the moment they stepped outside, Lin Yuan unconsciously expanded a barrier of his Qi, enveloping them both in a cocoon of perfect, comforting warmth.