Mrs. Qiao shook her head and opened her eyes, her eyes were empty.
"Your Highness came that day because you wanted to see the Second Young Master Helian and Zhengze."
Yuan Zhao stood behind her and said "hmm" softly, knowing that Qiao already knew everything.
"At that time, I thought it might just be a coincidence..."
Mrs. Qiao still maintained her upright kneeling posture and gave a wry smile, "When I first saw the Second Young Master Helian, I also thought it was a coincidence."
"But how can there be so many coincidences in the world?" She sighed deeply.
Yuan Zhao closed his eyes.
Now, the worst has happened.
"Your Highness," she said slowly, "To be honest, I've lived in the Huo Mansion as an old widow for so many years, and I don't feel like I'm having a bad time."
"Although my marriage to Pingchang was arranged by our parents, he treated me very well after we got married..."
The candlelight above the ancestral hall was reflected in her eyes, revealing a hint of nostalgia.
"He told me about his ideals and ambitions, and we envisioned the future together..." Her tone remained calm. "I once thought it would be wonderful to be together until old age."
"Back then, my eldest brother and he..." She paused, staring at the tablet of Huo Yan's father, then lowered her eyes and continued, "Back then, my eldest brother died in battle, and I was still pregnant with Zhengze. Everyone said that the Huo family had fallen into decline since then... My family members advised me to go back, or remarry..."
"I don't want to. I want to stay here."
"This Huo Mansion is a grave to others. To me, it holds all my memories of Pingchang."
"It is these memories that have kept me alive until now."
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