She asked this casually.

Nanhuai was slightly stunned.

The empress continued: "I heard that Ah Yun has never taken a concubine...... You should have a good relationship, right? She's a good boy and won't wronged you. In the future, you must live a good life. ”

The young man curled his thin lips slightly coldly, and did not answer, but said lightly: "Xiao Guizhi was also given death by you a few years ago. ”

The empress looked flat: "Do you remember him?" He married into the palace, and also contacted his mother's family and sent out the news privately...... According to the palace rules, it should be put to death. ”

"Really?"

The young man lowered his eyes a little amusedly, "Is it because he violated the palace rules, not because he is useless?" ”

The Empress paused.

"When he could help you, you gave him the greatest grace and disposed of my father at will."

The boy said lightly.

"At that time, Xiao Guishou was also in contact with the outside of the palace, and was bumped into by my father and wanted to kill people, but my father had no choice but to throw something in a panic and hit him."

The Empress looked indifferently at the lake.

"You know everything, but because Xiao Guizhi is useful, my father is useless, so you don't even leave him a corpse."

When the young man mentioned these now, his tone was also light and light, and his voice fell, and the end of the voice was even slightly curious.

"Your Majesty, I have always wanted to ask, did you regret this handling back then?"

A few seconds later.

The woman in the dragon robe said lightly: "Ah Huai, with these words, I should cure your great disrespect." Be cautious about what you say and do in the future. ”

She turned away in a calm tone: "As for regret...... I don't even remember your father's name, so what's there to regret? ”

The young man stood in place with cold eyebrows and eyes, looking at the slender and majestic figure.

After a while, he sighed softly.

…

After returning to the palace.

The empress had a cold temperament, waved her hand and retreated from the surrounding palace attendants, and walked alone to the study to read the recital.

There was no one else in the study.

Silently.

It had been so silent and empty for so many years, and at night, only candles were in the company.

Sometimes after watching the recital, I look up, and in a trance, facing the silence of the room, I will think that she is the only one in the world.

Back then, things were indeed as this kid said.

She knew that Xiao Guishi communicated with the outside of the palace, and she also knew that that person was innocent.

She knew everything, but ordered him to be executed.

Even worried about Xiao Guishi's mood, he used a fire to burn his body.

Be neat and tidy.

The proof of this person's existence in the world seems to have passed without a trace, and has been wiped clean by her.

It's like he never lived in this world, and he never appeared in her life.

…

But memory doesn't lie.

She knew she remembered it vividly.

The first time the two met was by the lake where the willows were yiyi, and the empress who was privately interviewed by Weifu saw a pure white figure under the tree, Zhilan Yushu.

As she approached, the boy turned his head and bent his eyes, his smile full of softness and purity.

She knew very well that he would never come back.

Just like seeing such a similar figure by the lake just now, she was in a trance for a while, and even thought that she was back under the tree that year.

But the people there turned around.

But his eyes are thin and cold.

is no longer the same person as he was back then, smiling gently.

…

No one smiled at her like that anymore.

…

The last thing he said before he died—not finished, but she knew.

That was when the two first made a relationship, he had just learned her identity, but he was not afraid at all, and he was full of satisfaction and pure joy.

She was busy with things at that time, and she didn't have time to give him a wedding, so she only hastily passed through the folk scene.

On the wedding night, the young man in white lowered his eyes and was shy, but said seriously:

"Although I have nothing, no family background, no identity, I like you the most, more than anyone else."

Before he died, he said the same.

Exactly the same sentence, but this time, only the first half of the sentence was spoken.

She still remembered that in the cold palace, before dragging people down, she saw those clear and clear eyes, and only looked at each other for a moment, and then he lowered his head.

Until she was dragged away, she didn't look at her again.

She just frowned.

But now I understand, does that mean that a person's liking is completely gone?

It's like waking up in the middle of the night all these years, lonely and silent, and clearly realizing that the person who likes her the most is gone, lost in this vast world.

Never again.

It was the corpse that she ordered to be burned, and she didn't even leave him a tombstone, so many times later, his heart ached, looking at the empty world, there was no door, and there was no grave.

…

The Empress suddenly coughed, her head ached, and her face became paler.

Regret it?

Repentant. Of course I regret it.

Piercing.

It was she who buried this love with her own hands.

A fire, clean, geese without a trace.

The sky enters the earth and the yellow spring falls, and then it cannot be found.