The night she died, she locked my birth door with her own hands while carrying his flesh and blood.
I was deposed as the crown prince and imprisoned in the cold palace for three years, and was abandoned by everyone.
Only the silly palace maid named Liuli risked her life to deliver half a steamed bun every day.
On the night of the palace coup, she climbed over the high wall covered in blood and put the military talisman into my hand: "Your Highness, leave quickly."
I held her cold hand, but she shook her head with a smile, turned around and locked the door.
The rebels' arrows pinned her to the door.
Five years later, I returned through mountains of corpses and seas of blood and ascended the throne as emperor.
From the dry well in the cold palace, I found her huddled skeleton and an old clothes stained with blood.
The imperial doctor tremblingly presented the old pulse record: "When the empress died, she was two months pregnant."
I crushed the jade pendant in my hand and it was dripping with blood.
It turns out that what she locked up was the life path of the three of us, in exchange for my life of thousands of miles.
I became the craziest emperor in history. I left my post vacant and killed all my enemies.
It wasn't until the tenth year that the secret guard brought the last letter she had written in advance:
"Xiao Jue, the peach blossoms are blooming, it's time for me to go home."
I rushed to the ruins of Leng Palace like crazy.
I saw a child with exactly the same features as me standing under the peach blossom tree.
He raised his head and asked me: "Are you my father? My mother said your name is Xiao Jue."
——It took me ten years to bury the dream of you. But you spent your whole life giving me a reunion that I didn't dare to wake up from.
