"Who are you talking about?" Nanyue put down the half-bitten sweet potato and walked to the place where the two cells were connected. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The woman's posture and countenance were enlarged.

The face covered by the white hair lifted slightly. That face is not old, at least wrinkle-free.

Even if he is a little older than Nanyue, he is still far from having a full head of gray hair.

"The man who provided you with food, his name." The face tucked under the white hair is slightly raised, and the face is somewhat similar to the color of the hair due to the lack of light for many years. You can't see if your lips are moving, you can only hear sounds.

It was a very delicate face.

"You haven't answered my question yet." The woman asked again.

"What about you? Xu Shichang - I mean, Chief Jailer, he called you Princess. ”

Nanyue did not answer the woman, but threw out her own question.

"He called it wrong, I wasn't." The woman replied gently.

"......"

"You're Min'er's queen?" The woman interrupted what Nan Yue was about to say. The originally scattered gaze condensed in the deep-set eye sockets and focused on Nanyue. As his eyes lifted, his voice trembled faintly this time.

The face is a little haggard. Thin and almost withered.

Nanyue noticed the woman's hand at this time. The dry flesh is attached to the metacarpal bones, like the skin of a butter umbrella.

"It seems so. Min'er is already married. The person on the other side didn't wait for Nanyue to answer, and had already seen the clue from her hesitant face.

"I'm the Queen, but not what you think. And...... Soon it won't. Nanyue saw that this cellmate would not be fooled, so she simply treated her honestly. You saw it too. A queen who was sent here. Soon it will be nothing. ”

Nanyue said, playing with a straw in her hand boredly.

But the woman answered no more, and turned her face away from the wall. From Nanyue's point of view, the sitting posture has become sideways, and the shadow cast on the wall is thin into a line, and the figure is even thinner.

"I don't know who you are, and I don't know how you know who I am, maybe you're right, I may not have as noble and elegant character and taste as you. But I want to tell you that sweet potatoes are not a lowly food. Those who feed you are fed by sweet potatoes. Some things look low because they're so close to the earth, but you can't say they're cheap just because they're low. ”

Nanyue's hand holding the beam of the cell let go, and she shouted towards the woman's seat.

Nanyue turned her head with a little anger and slight doubt in her eyes. Since she was regarded as a lowly person, she had no need to talk to this high lady any more. In the end, he turned his face sideways and added: "Madam, you are very noble." You may have been born to stand in the heavens, but you can't arbitrarily judge that everything on earth is humble just because you don't know the ground. When you look at the sky from the ground, the things in the sky are just as small. ”

The lines of the woman's back straightened slightly, but she didn't react to Nanyue's words.

Nanyue returned to the straw couch and squatted down. The porridge is still a little hot, and the sweet potatoes are almost completely cold. After thinking about it, he broke the remaining sweet potatoes into small pieces and threw them into the porridge one by one. This may not cool the stomach.

In prison, people's hearts are peaceful, because many miscellaneous thoughts are broken.

Nanyue put aside all the things outside the palace for the time being, and concentrated on tasting this bowl of gruel and sweet potatoes.

What is the life experience, how is Nanfu, and what is Wanyan Min's deep and meticulous thoughts, this is not what Nanyue has to think about at this time. These major events in life are often grand and empty, far less warm than the fireworks in the world. At this time, all the fireworks are contained in this bowl of gruel.

When the bowl was at the bottom, Nanyue set the utensils safely. I took off my shoes and got on the straw couch, picked up the book "Qiankun Tribulation", and after a while, I only had books in my eyes.

I read a thick stack in one breath, and I was affected by the normal sleep pattern, and I was a little unhappy. When I was in a trance, there was a chaotic sound in my ears.

But it was a white cell on the other side of the aisle.

I couldn't hear what was happening, but my sleepiness was mostly gone.

Nanyue looked out. Several guards from the palace escorted Bai Tingying past his cell.

This is...... Released? The white concubine seems to be innocent.

But I was afraid that I would have to be with this warden.

When Bai Tingying left, he didn't look at it as when he came, and went straight away.

Nanyue looked at the bright red back and gradually drifted away, and her heart was slightly melancholy. I didn't want to continue reading, so I threw off my shoes and sat on the straw couch with my knees hugged.

The shadow of the candle flame by the skylight jumped on the wall, and Nanyue looked at the light a little sleepily, and the foreground gradually blurred. The night is as cold as water, and the stone prison is very serious. When people are not energetic, they are most likely to be cold, and thin palace clothes cannot prevent the invasion of cold. Nanyue wrapped her body tightly with the futon that had exposed cotton wool in the corner of the bed, and only then did she feel a little warmer.

"Girl, where did you come from in Kyoto? What position did my father hold? ”

The voice next door came in a trance, interrupting Nanyue's faint sleepiness.

It was the woman who was asking her, and her tone was very mixed. It was as if what she had done to anger Nanyue before hadn't happened. There was no fluctuation in the woman's voice, and there was an ancient flavor to it, as if someone who had not spoken for a long time suddenly spoke.

"How can you tell that I must have come to Kyoto from afar?" As soon as Nanyue said this, she reacted. These words are clearly unintentional but clear, revealing the humility of her identity. The reason why the woman asked this was because she had silently decided in her heart that she was from a small place.

"Oh, I took the liberty again and hurt the little girl's self-esteem." The woman's voice had a casual smile in her voice, "However, look at you, such a quilt can be wrapped around your body without any obstacles, I really can't imagine that your father and brother will be members of the court." ”

"You're wrong. My father was a member of the court, the only one under him. It's just that his daughter is not me. ”

The woman was stunned for a moment when she heard this, but quickly regained her composure. "Heh, let me guess, you're a concubine. But? The other party's chatterbox opened.

Nanyue became more and more curious about her, and always felt that the tone and posture of her speech did not match the white hair, and often in an inadvertent moment, she revealed the coquettishness that only a little daughter would have.

"But you said your father was alone,......" the woman's words turned sharply, and her eyes became sharp, as if those eyes, which had been very delicate, had been asleep and had only suddenly awakened.

"Is your surname Yelu or Nan?"

Nanyue was startled by her swift expression, and said, "Are you familiar with the affairs of the DPRK and China? By the way, you haven't answered my question yet, the jailer calls you a princess? But Wan Yanmin doesn't have a sister or a younger sister, you are the sister of the first emperor, the eldest princess?! ”

Nanyue called out her guess with certainty.

The woman's manners, demeanor, and questioning from the beginning to the present were connected one by one by Nanyue, and this conclusion was almost certain.

"You're smart. No wonder she was able to enter the royal door," the woman's eyebrows swept lightly, and her eyes were completely open. "But I said, I'm not a princess, you can call me Wanyan Yuzhao."

Yuzhao, Yuzhao...... Nanyue began to reminisce. When he was very young, Feng Yanji seemed to have this name in the conversation with Nan Aotian.

Yuzhao, finish Yan Yuzhao! Princess Yuzhao, the sister of the first emperor Wanyan Guchen!

"You ......" Nanyue's eyes widened and she couldn't help but scream. She is obviously the eldest princess, why don't you admit it. No, to be exact, she admits that she is Wanyan Yuzhao, but she doesn't want others to call her a princess.

The other party didn't care about this, and asked loudly: "You, whose daughter are you?" Wan Yan Yuzhao's gaze pierced through the air and distance, as if he was pressing towards Nanyue at hand. (To be continued.) )