But since he was made a prince and stayed alone in the East Palace Xichu Palace, he couldn't be by her side every day, and gradually, even his daily greetings may not be able to see her, and later, she simply let herself not have to come to ask for peace again......

This is true for sons, and even more so for daughters.

Even if she lives in Qifeng Palace, Xue Ling can't see her mother a few times a year, when she was young, she often hugged herself and cried, asking if her mother didn't love her.

He asked himself this question more than once, but he could only answer her: Of course not, the queen mother loves you the most, but the queen mother is the mother of a country, and there are many things to be busy with, so I can't see you often.

This lame reason, even he didn't believe it, because although his mother was the mother of a country and the master of the harem, she never cared about anything, which was something that almost the entire people of Xuexi Country knew.

Gradually, Xue Ling will no longer ask this kind of question, instead of her rebellion and willfulness, the queen mother doesn't care about her, her father depends on her for everything, and herself, for this poor sister, in addition to spoiling, what else can she do?

This time Xue Ling disappeared, he finally saw her, but there was still a faint expression on that beautiful face, without the slightest worry and concern.

For the first time, he asked her loudly, asking if they were her children or not, and why they could be so calm and unwavering when life and death were at stake?

She was silent for a long time, and only said seven words, and it was because of those seven words that his heart was completely cooled.

So now, he was hesitating whether to go in or not, anyway, she didn't care about Ling'er, how could she care if she came back safely?

The hands hanging by his side slowly tightened, and Xue Yi looked at the temple door in the distance for a long time, then suddenly gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

Looking at his back as he walked farther and farther away, the two guards at the door looked at each other for a moment, and then shook their heads in unison and sighed.

It's not the first time they've seen such a scene, the prince often stands here for a while, and then leaves silently.

Although they didn't dare to criticize it openly, they all knew in their hearts how cold this queen was, for a pair of children, and for the emperor.

They have been here for five or six years, and in these five or six years, the emperor has never come once, and the queen has not come out once.

This Fengqi Palace has actually become a cold palace.

And at this time, in the Smoke Cloud Palace.

Between the white smoke, the room is filled with a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and a layer of white yarn is shrouded outside the huge bed, and a slender figure looms through the swaying veil. She lay on her side, holding her head with one hand, not knowing whether she was asleep or awake.

With a light footstep, a palace maid approached the bed and said softly, "Niangniang, Your Highness is gone." ”

After a long time, a voice came from inside: "Spirit girl...... How's it going? ”

The voice was soft, but with a hint of jerky dryness, as if it hadn't spoken for a long time, but it was still flat.

"Hui Niangniang, the third princess has come back safely, she just went to see the emperor, but she was injured on her face, and she was still ......"

The palace maid paused, and the people inside immediately received: "What's wrong?" ”

This voice has obviously increased a little, and it is difficult to hide the worry.

The palace maid replied truthfully: "I also brought a child back, a little boy about five years old." The child's name is the third princess. ”