Song Mi stands outside the shadow of candle light, his face is bright and dark with some mystery.

"In fact, you didn't do anything wrong. You just fell in love with someone who will never like you and lost everything for him."

The queen bowed down on the futon and wept bitterly.

"So I'll give you back the red lotus." Song Mi said softly, "because you and I are the same person."

After that, song Mi turns around and wants to leave. Honglian wants to follow him, but he says, "Honglian, you stay. She is your mother."

"I don't know her." The voice of red lotus is like the buzzing of mosquitoes.

"You left her when you were little. Naturally, you didn't know her, but you gradually became familiar with her. Remember what I taught you."

Honglian nodded and watched his back disappear before turning around and watching the queen cry without saying a word.

"Empress, please don't be sad." The old mother who served here also urged with tears.

The Queen's shoulders twitched slightly, then slowly raised her head and looked at Honglian's face.

God, is such a face a punishment for her?

Red lotus also silently looked at her, hesitated for a moment, cautiously shouted: "mother."

The empress is slightly Zheng, suddenly can't accept ground don't open a face, pretend not to hear.

No, it's not like that, her cherry night, her daughter is cherry night!

When I was a child, I was very happy. It was cherry night.

Looking at this, the old mother couldn't help but feel sad. However, no one can copy the mark of the crescent hairpin, and no one can erase the evidence of this detachment.

When the princess was scalded, only wenpo and Prince zhanye knew it. Now wenpo is dead. Prince zhanye was too young to be urgent. Now only Yueya hairpin is the only evidence.

"Queen..."

"Go and ask the prince to come down!"

The old mother knew that the queen had an idea, so she quickly got up and went out.

The queen sat up slowly, dried the tears on her face, adjusted her sad mood, and looked at Honglian: "your name is Honglian?"

Red lotus slowly shook her head and said, "red lotus, just a title."

"What's your name, then?"

Honglian shakes her head. She doesn't remember her name.

"Forget it. Call it Honglian." The Queen's attitude was a little cold. When she named Sakura night, she thought about it for several nights in a row. She was very excited, but now she can't bring up any spirit.

Is she old or

Red lotus nodded bleakly, "the dead Cao Ying night is Cao yunxiong's younger sister in Huaibei and Cao Wan's daughter."

Cao wan ...

The Empress vaguely remembers such a person. That year, it was Sakura night and a hundred days palace. Cao yunxiong happened to be in the capital city, so she took Cao wan to the palace. She was a bright eyed, elegant and dignified woman. She was a little sick and not very well.

However, Cao Wan liked cherry night very much. He kept holding her and would not let go. He also wept silently.

"look at me, today is the wedding day of your royal highness. How am I crying?" Vaguely remember when Sakura night was carried away by Niang ru|, Cao Wan wiped tears from the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief and whispered.

Because of the presence of Huaibei, no one said much. It was a windy night, and Cao Wan was not in good health, so he was sent back early. He has never seen him since.

Two years later, I heard that the Houfu of Huaibei was responsible for the funeral.