"Brother Emperor," she raised her little face and smiled at the boy.
"Shh, remember not to call me that." The boy turned his head and covered her mouth with his hand, not daring to look into her eyes and trying to hide the blush on his face.
"But my mother said that you will be the emperor from now on." The little girl still spoke freely and pulled down the hand covering her mouth. The boy looked at the childishness in the little girl's eyes and shook his head slightly.
"I will definitely marry you in the future and promise you a lifetime." The boy looked at the clouds in the sky.
"Brother Emperor, ha." She was lying on the cave, looking at the closed door. She knew that there were white clouds outside, just like the day he promised her, but she couldn't see it anymore, maybe for ten months, maybe for a lifetime. She could no longer see the white clouds.
In the 21st year of Zhaoyun, Queen Chengde passed away.