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He Yue listened quietly. From Gu Mingbai's words, she could feel the unforgettable love.

Gu Mingbai continued, "I'm bringing you to see these relics now because, first, you saved me, and second, you're as good as Ayan, and you even look a bit like her. Ayan passed away early, and I wasn't able to protect her well. I hope you can be happy and content."

He Yue knelt slightly and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, is there a portrait of the Queen? Can I see it? I am very curious about how much I look like the Queen. When you see me, it's like you are looking at another person."

Gu Mingbai looked at He Yue and said, "Few people in the palace have seen Ayan. I think it was the Crown Prince and Zhao who told you about it! You do look a lot like Ayan. Come with me over here! Ayan's portrait is over here."

He raised his eyes to look at Gu Mingbai, and saw that there were complex emotions in Gu Mingbai's eyes, including reminiscence, kindness, and a hint of indescribable sadness.

Gu Wenzhi, who followed, was also full of doubts after hearing his father's words.

But he knew that there must be many unknown past events. He stepped forward, took He Yue's hand tightly, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I will go with you."

Gu Mingbai looked at Gu Wenzhi, nodded slightly, then turned and led them into the depths of the secret room.

They came to a remote corner where there was a seemingly ordinary house.

Gu Mingbai pushed open the door, and the room was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood.

There was a portrait of a woman hanging on the wall. The woman in the painting had eyebrows as dark as distant ink, eyes as bright as stars, and a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. Her appearance was surprisingly similar to He Yue's.

"This is Ayan, the prince's biological mother." Gu Mingbai stood in front of the portrait, unable to look away for a long time. "Back then, Ayan was so beautiful. But Zhao always regarded Ayan as a thorn in her side. Ayan was kind by nature and never fought with others, but she still suffered a lot of persecution."

Gu Wenzhi frowned. He didn't expect that his elder brother was not Concubine Xu's son.

He Yue also understood why she was inexplicably involved in the controversy.

"I have always known that you are not A Yan, but every time I see you, I can't help but think of her. I hope you don't blame me." Gu Mingbai turned and looked at He Yue and said.

He Yue nodded slightly, "Your Majesty, you are too kind."

Gu Mingbai then picked up the jade hairpin and handed it to He Yue. "I'll pass this hairpin on to you. It represents a legacy. It's not only Ayan's legacy, but also a blessing for your future lives. I hope you can, like Ayan, protect Wenzhi and this family with love and tenderness."

He Yue took the jade hairpin with both hands. She could feel the lingering warmth on it, the warmth of Gu Mingbai's endless longing for A Yan. "Your Majesty, I will treasure this jade hairpin and will keep your instructions in mind."

Just as Gu Mingbai was about to take He Yue and the others out, He Yue saw a beautiful box on an exquisite table.

The cloth on the box gave He Yue a familiar feeling, and He Yue couldn't help but walk over and take a closer look.

Gu Wenzhi walked up and asked, "Ayue, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Mingbai thought He Yue liked that piece of cloth, so he said, "This is A Yan's favorite cloth. The ones in here are all the small clothes she used to make for Bo'er..."

He Yue suddenly covered her head with her hands, and some images jumped around in her mind.

Gu Wenzhi's eyes were filled with anxiety and worry. He rushed to He Yue's side, stretched out his hand and carefully supported her shaky body. His voice was filled with undisguised anxiety: "Ayue, what's wrong with you? You look as pale as paper. Do you have a headache? You can't force yourself. I'll help you out and find a doctor to take a good look!"

His arms trembled slightly, as if He Yue's discomfort was being transmitted to him.

Gu Mingbai on the side also looked at He Yue with a worried look on his face, his deep eyes filled with concern at this moment.

He frowned and said to Gu Wenzhi without hesitation, "Azhi, hurry up and take Ayue out to find the imperial physician. Ayue has always been fragile, and now she is in such a state, there is no time to delay."

After saying that, he took a small step forward, as if he wanted to help Gu Wenzhi support He Yue, but he felt it was inappropriate, so he stopped again, just staring at He Yue without blinking, his eyes full of anxiety and uneasiness.

He Yue was almost fainting from the waves of pain that surged like tides. Her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, her lips had lost their color, and her body was shaking like a leaf about to fall.

Seeing He Yue in such pain, Gu Wenzhi was extremely anxious. He and Gu Mingbai carefully took her out to find a royal physician.

Not long after, under the careful treatment of the imperial physician, He Yue slowly regained consciousness. Her eyes slowly opened, her gaze still a little confused, like someone who had just seen a glimmer of light after groping in the dark for a long time.

Seeing this, Gu Wenzhi hurriedly and gently helped He Yue sit up. His movements were as gentle as if he was treating a rare treasure.

He looked at He Yue with concern, his eyes full of worry and expectation, and asked softly: "Are you feeling better? I was scared when I saw you in so much pain just now. Does your head still hurt now? If it still hurts, be sure to tell me and we will let the imperial physician take a good look at it."

He Yue smiled and shook her head and said, "I'm fine. I made you worry. I just felt a picture flash through my head, but I couldn't remember it, so I fainted from the pain."

Gu Wenzhi gently stroked He Yue's hair, his eyes full of tenderness, "Don't think about it anymore. If you feel unwell, just have a good rest. Put aside these things that you can't remember for the time being."

He Yue nodded slightly, however, the fleeting scene took root in He Yue's heart like a mysterious mystery.

She knew it was no accident, and it might be inextricably linked to her own life experience or the secrets of the palace.

Finally, the wedding day arrived. The entire palace was decorated with lights and was filled with joy.

Red silk was hung in every corner of the palace, and the joyous atmosphere seemed to dispel all the previous gloom.

He Yue was wearing a gorgeous phoenix crown and bridal robe, looking like a fairy descending to earth.

Holding A Yan's jade hairpin in her hand, she walked towards the hall step by step.

Gu Wenzhi stood in the hall, dressed in festive groom's attire, his eyes full of excitement and happiness.

When He Yue walked to Gu Wenzhi, Gu Mingbai, who was sitting high on the throne, had a calm expression. But suddenly, his body twitched as if hit by an invisible force.

The convulsions were extremely violent. His body twisted uncontrollably, his hands waved wildly in the air, his legs kicked constantly, and he fell straight to the ground from his high seat.