After shedding the identity of a Queen, it turns out, she is still a mother...
The moment she stepped out of that room, those chaotic emotions instantly flowed away like water, her back straightened, her eyebrows indifferent and coldly glamorous, every move filled with lofty dignity, beautiful and elegant, impervious to any harm.
"Take good care of him." Leaving a sentence behind, she strode away.
The world returned to a state of silence, the young man lay on the bed, his hands clenched into fists.
The anger in his heart burned like a fierce fire, growing more intense, yet in an instant, it was extinguished by a basin of cold water. Taking a deep breath, he recalled that rainy night many years ago, a despair so gut-wrenching that those who haven't experienced it could never comprehend... The resentment seemed to be etched into his bones, no matter how much time passed, no matter where his soul resided, it continued to tremble incessantly...
