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It has been a long time since Yunna stopped asking about the whereabouts of the third prince. \%>_<%_net_original_create%>_<%\

Gradually, everyone seems to have forgotten this person.

Time is the most powerful weapon, no matter how enthusiastically you have been looking forward to, silently waiting, scorching search... But, you can't match time.

Time will dilute everything. [

Shui Lian didn't ask any more questions, as if she had forgotten about this person—where did he go?Does he exist?How long has he been dead?Where did he die?

All of these have become a mystery that can never be solved.

Shui Lian's life is very good, she has a son, a prince, and Ailian, Yunna, Cheng Huan, she is stronger than ever before, richer than ever before - the richness of the soul, the security of the status - in this world , There is no other woman like her.

Even His Majesty, she was almost the only one left in his harem.

The real special room special pet.

In the world, which woman does not envy and hate her?

However, in my heart, there is always a corner - such a regrettable corner, waiting empty.

Just like those anxious years, her and his life in exile.

Perhaps His Majesty knew all this, she thought.

But she didn't want to ask, and she couldn't—

The first time Shui Lian found out that His Majesty was suspicious of the Third Prince was in the imperial study.At that time, His Majesty was still on the front line of the imperial conquest.

One time, she went to the imperial study to look for the latest battle report, and suddenly saw a secret letter.Looks like it's been there for a while.Such an urgent encrypted file was obviously sent before the emperor set off on the expedition. Why didn't he open it then?

Did you forget?Didn't notice?Obviously not, because placement is so critical.

Driven by strong curiosity, she couldn't hold back and took apart the wax.

finished reading.

Her cold sweat turned into hot sweat, and her body trembled intermittently. She suddenly felt dizzy, and her mind was as messy as a bottle of paste.

As soon as she let go, the envelope fell to the ground, lightly, and hit her instep—such a letter, but only felt heavy—painful, as if a huge stone had hit her instep—and actually knocked out her muscles and bones flesh--

As soon as her body went limp, she slumped on the ground.

The study room is covered with marble. Although the carpet has been replaced, a chill still permeates the body and mind, and it is bitingly cold. [