"What... did you say?"
Ziyue stared blankly at the other person, she had doubts long ago; she was the direct descendent of the previous Empress, different from those long-sealed members of the Imperial Clan. But as far back as she could remember, there seemed to be very little information about the previous Queen, and she recalled asking about it, but it seemed like those around her always evaded the question.
At the time, she also felt that something must have happened, and that the original owner of these memories should remember what occurred, but chose to selectively forget. After merging with the memories, there were many she couldn't quite recall, and even her body would instinctively avoid some memories.
Regarding her mother... perhaps it was also among those memories she avoided.
Just at the thought, a chill inexplicably ran down Ziyue's heart.
