ten years.
It took me ten years to forget someone.
I don't know how many decades a person has in their lifetime.
But I feel like these ten years have been my whole life.
...
"Sister, what do you think of the clothes I sewed? They'll definitely suit you perfectly..."
A girl dressed in emerald green, with an elegant demeanor, stepped forward carrying a garment she had sewn herself, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Strictly speaking, I am not her blood-related sister.
Since returning to my birth country and becoming Empress, everyone has treated me with utmost respect, and there seems to be a layer of fog between me and others.
Beyond the fog lies the carefree and unrestrained youth of those days, a time that can never be relived.
On the other side, only a lonely empress remained, forever with a cold face, separated from everyone else.
This girl, clearly the daughter of a traitor, should be sentenced to death.
But she was the only one who wasn't afraid of me and was willing to be close to me.
I kept her here. They said she was a sleeping viper, and who knows when she would wake up and bite me.
But I'm not afraid.
I just don't want to be alone day after day, I don't want to stare blankly at the sky and think about the person who can never come back.
"Qinghe, these things can be done by palace maids. You don't need to do them yourself." I sighed, not even glancing at the clothes in Qinghe's hands.
As expected, a layer of mist appeared in Qinghe's eyes.
She subconsciously bent her fingers, which were covered in needle marks.
She's clearly a pampered young lady who's never suffered like this before, but now she's always agonizing over these time-consuming and laborious tasks, and she always brings them to me with expectant eyes.
That's just childish.
Maybe I was childish once, but now I've almost forgotten about it.
Nature is utterly indifferent.
"But...but sister took me in and spared my life. I want to repay sister..." Qinghe never wanted to call me "Your Majesty" like those people. It was as if calling me sister would make our relationship much closer.
However, I don't mind this title.
“But I also killed your entire family.” I laid bare the bloody truth before Qinghe.
Her father was a traitor.
After I ascend the throne, the traitors will not be spared.
She was an accident.
Sure enough, Qinghe trembled upon hearing my words.
She is very thin.
At this moment, it's like... an abandoned cat?
I don't feel sorry for her; everyone has their own suffering to endure.
No one is an exception.
Qinghe raised her eyes, which were full of tears: "They chose the wrong path, and this is the punishment they deserve."
This little girl, she's quite open-minded.
Perhaps, as they say, she is just a sleeping viper, yet to awaken.
I wonder what she will be like when she wakes up?
I don't know what motivated me to keep her by my side.
Perhaps I no longer care much about life and death.
Damn it.
I thought of him again.
It took me ten years.
I'm sure I can forget this person.
Thinking of this, I turned my head and picked up the small embroidered item by Qinghe for the first time.
I have to say, it looks pretty good, better than I expected.
"Not bad," I nodded.
Unexpectedly, the little girl's expression, which was about to cry, instantly turned to joy.
"I'm glad you like it, sister." I could hear the sincerity in Qinghe's voice: "I'll do anything as long as you like it, sister."
...
I realized that Qinghe's feelings for me were not right on Mid-Autumn Festival night.
I'm drunk.
I just want to be alone.
He shook off the palace maids and went for a walk by the lotus pond.
"Sister, be careful!" A concerned voice rang out, followed by a small hand grabbing my sleeve.
I turned my head and met Qinghe's anxious eyes.
"Sister, the banks of the lotus pond are slippery. You probably can't swim, right?"
Will it?
It seems so.
But that was many years ago.
It's like someone else's memory from a distant past.
However, I didn't refute it; I didn't want to talk.
I let Qinghe lead me to the side.
"Sister, you don't know, this is actually the best place to see the lotus pond. I've always wanted to take you there, but... but..."
Qinghe finally mustered up her courage and said, "But my sister is too busy and doesn't really pay attention to me."
I will keep Qinghe by my side.
It's because when I think of that person, I need someone to talk to and distract me.
But now I think about that person very, very rarely.
I didn't say anything, I just quietly looked at the lotus pond.
"Sister, you're so beautiful." Qinghe stared at me blankly: "A kind of holy beauty."
Because I was drunk, my hair was down and I didn't tie it up.
A faint starlight shone on the earth at night.
It was clearly a tranquil and beautiful scene.
But I know my expression must have been very cold.
If there is no warmth in your heart, there will be no warm expression on your face. The saying "appearance reflects the heart" is perfectly embodied in me.
But Qinghe thought I was drunk.
She quietly moved a little closer, letting my head rest on her shoulder.
I was too lazy to move, so I just let her be.
She told me some stories about herself.
It's boring, but not noisy.
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