The child hid behind the pillar, the shadow of the pillar could not hide a pair of sparkling eyes, his pupils were not dark, the color was beautiful, containing crystal droplets, staring at them quietly.

"Don't come here," he said in a slightly trembling voice, but his tone was indifferent, and he stepped back a little, refusing them to reach out and touch him, and whispered, "I'll go out by myself." ”

He pursed his pale lips, and his little white hand loosened the pillar.

The palace attendants were stunned.

This young child, but his temperament is a little surprising. The scene in the hall just now, ordinary children are afraid that they would have cried out in fright.

The little prince was silent.

He grabbed his sleeves and walked out, his delicate but pale little face made the palace attendants who saw it bow their heads and sigh in their hearts.

You're still so young......

In the hall, the empress calmly turned her head and watched the child come over.

The other party raised his little head, his clear eyes, and stared at her.

and looked down at the blood on the ground.

The empress looked at him for a while, then turned her head sideways and said lightly to the palace attendant: "Keep him." This look should be useful in the future. ”

The palace attendant said in a low voice, "Yes." ”

The Empress did not look at him again, lifted the corner of her skirt, turned and walked out of the hall indifferently.

Little Nanhuai stood in place and heard her cold voice coming: "As for the one who offended Xiao Er, give him a cup of poisoned wine and set it on fire." ”

The palace attendant was slightly stunned: "Set it on fire?" ”

Generally, the palace rules set out that people who are executed will be thrown into mass graves after they are killed, and the corpses will not be burned with fire.

Arson is a very serious matter, and if the corpse is not left, it will be destroyed, and it will really never exist in this world again.

The empress only hummed, "Xiao Er was wronged this time, and you also know his temperament...... If you don't be ruthless, he won't be angry. Let's do it, and when you're done, send someone to tell Xiao Er. ”

"Yes."

The conversation and the footsteps faded away.

Here, the two palace attendants were a little sympathetic, sighed and glanced at the little prince in the cold palace, raised their hands to close the door gently, and followed the empress away.

The light in the hall dimmed.

The little child sat alone in the main hall, with no expression on his white and tender cheeks, and his eyes were quietly hooked with his white soft fingers, and the pupils of his eyes were barren.

After a while, he got up and ran to the door, his little hand gently pulling the door open.

There is no one guarding the cold palace.

The Empress did not leave anyone behind.

She said that she was leaving him, but she did not send anyone to take care of him, obviously leaving the child to fend for himself.

In the child's light-colored and beautiful eyes, a slight dazedness flashed, bit his lip, and slowly walked forward.

There was a voice in the side hall, and the child walked quietly along the voice.

He stood far behind the palace gate.

The palace people came out with a large bag and discussed in a low voice for several minutes, and one of them brought a torch and lit a fire.

The child looked at it from afar, was stunned at first, and then realized something, his little face turned pale, and he looked at the palace attendants in the distance in a daze.

The red tongue of fire touched the big bag and slowly burned, and everyone around it was silent.

Slowly burned to ashes.

The smell of choking smoke and fire filled the air, and scattered dust kicked up.

Blinded.

The little child looked up at the sky, his pale eyes reflecting the blue sky and the scattered dust floating in the air.

The little hand gently grasped the sleeve of the shirt.

This handful of ashes was taught to him by his father.

The last word.