The door was tightly shut, and no one dared to go in and disturb Zhao Moyan. No one knew what was happening to him inside. The entire East Palace was eerily quiet. Everyone was worried but could only stand outside and wait. A day and a night had passed when Li Xingyun asked Li Yong to bring Tangyuan. After understanding the reason, Tangyuan stood in front of the door and cried, "Father! I don't have a mother anymore, I can't lose my father too! Father, come out! Father!"

Tangyuan was speechless. He was heartbroken at the loss of his mother, but now that his father was leaving too, his young heart couldn't accept it. He stood in front of the palace gate and burst into tears, releasing all the pent-up grievances of the past three years. The palace servants standing around couldn't help but shed tears as well. Prince Wu picked up the little girl and stood beside Tangyuan, saying, "Zhao Moyan, this is your daughter. If you leave, I won't care about you anymore!"

"Brother, don't cry! Brother, don't cry!" The little girl saw Tangyuan crying and started crying loudly along with him.

Two children embraced and wept bitterly in front of the palace gates, and the surrounding palace servants wiped away their tears as well. Finally, after a long while, the palace gates opened a crack, and a foot slowly peeked out. Everyone stared wide-eyed, and then they were all stunned. The few strands of silver hair that had once been there were now completely white. The haggard appearance was heartbreaking, and everyone couldn't help but feel sad. What kind of pain could make a person's hair turn completely white overnight, and give them a sense of vicissitude that was inconsistent with their age?

Tangyuan cried and hugged Zhao Moyan, saying, "Daddy! Daddy!"

No one knew how he had spent that day and night inside, but the way he emerged was too much for anyone to bear looking at. Li Yong, in particular, wept uncontrollably, completely losing his soldierly dignity. He had watched Zhao Moyan grow old, his hair turning white with worry, little by little, as love wounded him. He now didn't know if meeting Tian Yu was the right or wrong decision. Looking at Zhao Moyan now, he truly wished they had never met; perhaps then both of them would be alright. To prevent Tangyuan from seeing what was happening in the room, Zhao Moyan closed the door and had the palace servants lock the gates. Tangyuan, seeing Zhao Moyan like this, no longer cared about looking inside. She rushed forward, hugged him, and cried, "Father, what's wrong? Don't you want Tangyuan and my sister anymore? Mother is gone, Father, you can't leave us again!"

The blinding sunlight made Zhao Moyan feel like everything was a dream. Now the dream was over, and Tian Yu was gone. He reached out to touch Tangyuan beside him, then his body slumped and he collapsed.

Prince Wu temporarily took over the government, and the Li family and Wu Yaohui were imprisoned. All related personnel were also arrested. Zhao Moyan escaped death and was officially enfeoffed as the Prince of Zhenbei. The injustice suffered by the Zhao family back then could finally be retried.

Two days later in the capital's dungeon, Wu Yaohui, his hands and feet chained, saw Zhao Moyan with white hair appear in the cell. He laughed and said, "Do you like it? I specially kept it for you. I thought you couldn't see it, but you really didn't disappoint me. Are you heartbroken? How does it feel to be heartbroken? You don't need to answer. I can tell from your expression that you must be in a lot of pain!"

"You know I'm not dead?" Zhao Moyan said in a deep voice.

"I just felt you shouldn't have just disappeared like that, but I never expected it was them who did it," Wu Yaohui said angrily.

Is it worth it just for a single sentence?

"Was it worth it? How do you know it wasn't? I forgot to tell you that later I locked her in a dark room, and she couldn't keep herself conscious. Guess what she came up with next?"

Zhao Moyan looked at him without speaking. Wu Yaohui smiled and said, "Since she secretly tattooed your name all over her body, for a long time I thought she had really lost her memory. I didn't expect her to use this method to remember you and remember who she is."

Zhao Moyan reached out and grabbed his neck, pinning him against the wall. Wu Yaohui's face flushed red as he said, "Kill me! Kill me and you can avenge her!"

Zhao Moyan really wanted to kill him, but she still let go of Wu Yaohui and said, "Why did you do this to her!?"

"She knows too much, understands too much. If she had just honestly told me how to make explosives, I would have treated her well. But she just wouldn't. Don't forget, she's my empress! Yet she's always had you in her heart! She deserves to die! And you deserve to die too!"

Wu Yaohui, rubbing his neck, continued angrily, "I've been enduring it all. Even though she's pregnant with your child, I haven't hurt her in the slightest. I've always hoped she would see me and understand how good I am to her. But what has she done? She won't even help me with this small request! Shouldn't she be punished?!"

"You don't deserve it! I won't kill you. This is your final resting place! Oh, and I forgot to tell you, you didn't do any of this. You were just being used." Zhao Moyan finished speaking and left angrily, not wanting to hear any more of his nonsense. He really couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't actually kill him the next second!

Wu Yaohui shouted from behind, "You're talking nonsense! If you're so capable, kill me! What kind of capability is it to keep me locked up!"

Everyone knows he's a germaphobe, yet they lock him up in this dark, sunless dungeon. Why not just kill him? This caused him great pain as he shouted, "She's dead! Knowing she couldn't escape me, she blew herself up! Shattered to pieces! Flesh and blood flying everywhere! It's a pity you didn't see the scene—it was like fireworks! Zhao Moyan! You two can never be together in this life, ha! ha! ha! She didn't even know you were alive until she died!"

The little girl remained with Prince Wu for the time being, as she seemed to have grown accustomed to Wu Yaotian's care. She would cry and fuss whenever she was away. Wu Yaotian, though reluctant, said he was already exhausted, but secretly pleased because he realized he had developed feelings for the little girl; he missed her terribly if he didn't see her for a day. Having dealt with the Zhao family's affairs, Zhao Moyan had only one request: to posthumously confer upon Tian Yu the title of Princess Consort of Zhenbei. Although some objected, and ministers objected—after all, Tian Yu had once been Empress, and this was truly absurd—faced with the nonchalant attitude of Prince Wu and Zhao Moyan, all laws were disregarded. Thus, the Wu Kingdom no longer had an Empress Tian, ​​only Princess Consort Tian Yu of Zhenbei. Looking at the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall, Zhao Moyan reached out and touched it, placing Tian Yu's tablet carefully. He then placed an empty tablet beside it; this was for himself, a tablet he had prepared for her, a tablet he would use to stay by her side from now on, never to leave again.

Although Tangyuan hasn't fully recovered from the grief of losing her mother, she's much better now, thanks to Xiaoqi and Maorong's companionship. After all, she now has a younger sister to take care of. Zhao Moyan has been very busy since his return. Overturning the Zhao family's case requires evidence, but Consort Li is feigning madness and refusing to cooperate. Wu Yaohui denies everything, and the only person in the know, Tian Yu, is gone. The matter seems to be over, but there's no real resolution. With Li Weiwei's help and the evidence Zhao Moyan obtained from Mengguo, they can only prove the Zhao family's innocence. After the matter is resolved, Li Weiwei takes her daughter and leaves the capital to return to her hometown. The Li family father and son are also released, but they are only allowed to stay in the Li residence in the capital and cannot leave without permission.