Zhu Yuheng's beautiful phoenix eyes shone with unique light.
Lin Qiye smiled lightly, "I can't give you wings. If you can meet a genius called Qin Xingtong in the future, you can have them. Alternatively, it's also possible if you came across the Xia Universe."
"Really? Qin Xingtong, the Xia Universe... But, when will I meet him?"
Lin Qiye shook his head.
"It depends on your luck."
Zhu Yuheng was silent.
"I feel that I might never meet him."
Zhu Yuheng shook her head. "Forget it. Even if I don't have wings, I will still become the Fated Empress."
Zhu Yuheng raised her chin proudly. Her brows were full of heroic spirit, and her phoenix-like eyes shone with confidence and pride.
In the palace, Consort Ning raised her head.
She waved at Lin Qiye, who was on the eaves, and revealed a smile full of motherly love.