Prince Yan stared at her for a long while.
Suddenly, a faint, indifferent smile touched his lips.
"Yueshu, it doesn't matter anymore!"
"All those things from the past, they don't matter anymore!"
"Since you've come, it shows you had the decency to, and I have no intention of dwelling on it any longer!"
"From now on, we will be separated by life and death, owing each other nothing!"
"In the next life... let's just be strangers!"
In Prince Yan's eyes, there was neither regret nor hatred, only an indifference as cold as icy water.
Shih Yueshu was the Empress Dowager's maiden name.
Decades had passed.
Hearing someone call her maiden name again after all this time, the Empress Dowager still wept uncontrollably.
"No!"
"I don't agree!"
"If destiny has failed us in this life, it's my fault; I don't blame you. But if there's a next life..."
Prince Yan interrupted her with a smile.
"There is no next life!"
