"Please have Empress Dowager deliver this to him," Qi Lin handed the handkerchief to someone beside her while facing the Phoenix Pond and gazing at its surface.,This question she kept pondering over. Sometimes, she felt as if she had died and returned to where she was before death. But everything she experienced now felt so real, even the sensation of blood flowing from her fingertips was incredibly vivid.,When waiting at the traffic light, Qi Lin opened the window; the rain had eased significantly. The damp air permeated her nostrils. She sniffed the air, wondering if Bai Qianye was doing well and whether that last voice was his.。