The wooden box, which looked like an ordinary clothes box on the outside, was actually a closed wooden cage, like a dog house, a dog house that belonged to her. "≤ Ding" ≤ "≤ Xiao" ≤ said, X.

A child who lives in a closed wooden cage in the dark all year round.

A young girl alive in a wooden cage.

Later, many times, in those long hellish five years, she thought countless times that it was better to cry, really, or to cry, and that it was really more comfortable to die than to live. At that time, why not cry? After that, I really wanted to cry and couldn't cry.

The lowly palace maid called Yi'an kept her in a wooden cage from then on. From falling grass to five years old. Exactly five years!

When she was five years old, she was as young as a three-year-old child, because she bent over her waist and shrunk her legs for a long time, her whole body was deformed, so that after the age of five, Shi Bo desperately let her practice martial arts, and re-stretched her bones with high-intensity martial arts.

…… The wind drifted from which world, with the smell of ashes and night grass, the ash was the smoke of the fire burning in the backyard, the night grass was the spring grass that grew under the house, green, as long as a ribbon, with crystal dewdrops—she had never seen it, and her mother squatted beside the wooden cage and whispered to her, and she listened, imagining in her mind what the grass would look like......

After a tribulation and rebirth, it is still tragic. Suddenly, I found that this body actually had a noble identity aura, and it seemed that the peach blossoms were blooming, but the bad luck continued, and it was weird and weird. I thought that the original owner of this body was a delicate princess, but in fact, she was a strong daughter of the Seven Kingdoms of Chizhou. Why is it so tough? The previous life of this body actually traveled through time. And there are three souls stationed there, three memories! Suffering makes you strong! The glory of the original owner is gone, so where did the powerful original owner go? In this life, how will she continue to write the storm? The peach blossoms are blooming, but they are just waiting for the eternal and immortal lotus in life? Is that him? Or is it him?

…… The wind drifted from some world, carrying the smell of ashes and night grass, the ash was the smoke of the fire in the backyard, and the night grass was the spring grass that grew under the house, green and as long as a ribbon. Falling dewdrops - she hadn't seen it. The mother squatted on the side of the wooden cage and whispered to her, and she listened, imagining in her mind what the grass would look like......

The long darkness, up to five years. In five years. Something that is seen most of the time. Not the light of an oil lamp. It is the light and shadow of a corner of the purple palace lamp in the distance, and many memories are in her long-term loneliness, chewing over and over again. But it was still a blur, and even after thinking about it for a long time, she still didn't remember what grass was. Actually, she should have known, and now she has gradually forgotten and blurred......

Every night, my mother would often lean on the wooden cage and murmur something to her, the current situation of the Seven Kingdoms of Chizhou and Fengye Kingdom, what to say, she seemed to be afraid that her daughter would be miserable and crazy, and tried to find time to communicate with her, she said, just thinking about instilling in her daughter something that belonged to the world outside the wooden cage, but she didn't know, every time she said, her daughter would answer, say sentence by sentence, ask sentence by sentence, answer sentence by sentence, but, there was no sound.

She couldn't speak, she could only use silent words through the wooden cage to say things to her mother that only she knew. There were some very important words, she felt that she had to say them, but every time she just uttered a single syllable, her mother immediately walked away quickly, leaving her mouth open, with a sad face facing the endless darkness and despair.

Once, while her mother was talking, she suddenly sighed softly and said in a low voice, "My child...... You are the princess born with Hanyu...... You should be the most noble princess of the Fengye royal family and even the seven kingdoms of Chizhou...... I don't really know what I mean sometimes...... Why...... Why ......" She got up, and seemed to go to the bed, turned under the mattress, turned something out, and handed it to her through the gap under the wooden cage.

She held it in her hand, a small one, pale jade color, and the shape did look like a lotus flower, but she immediately laughed mockingly in the dark - eighty percent is a stone, right?

Who has ever seen the most noble princess born in Hanyu in the Chizhou Continent, raised in a wooden cage for eternity and unable to see people, and only eats one or two cold steamed buns a day? This hellish lotus is just a cool irony.

She once lost sleep from countless mosquito bites in a summer when she accidentally saw a smaller and almost identical pale pink flesh mole in the shape of a lotus flower on the palm of her right foot through the faint light.

Lotus! Hehe! Lotus!

She shook her hand and threw the lotus flower out, and the mother panicked, and then blamed her for being ignorant, and carefully hid it back, leaning on the wooden cage and saying with a little fascination: "...... Maybe one day, you can prove your identity with this......"

Identity? Identity is the most boring thing in this world, she doesn't need the status of a princess, if she can exchange this lotus flower for freedom, she will immediately kneel down and kowtow to that lotus!

What about freedom? What is darkness? What about hunger? How much is it a painful life that can never be straightened and never touched by the sun? And what she can't say can't be resisted, the most cruel, painful and unbearable torture in the world, but **** must endure silently!

Holy Lotus! Dirty hands!

She hated the hellish auspiciousness in her heart, and she forgot about it from then on.

…… She squatted in the small world with a disgusting and unpleasant smell, playing with the sawdust in her fingers, she picked the sawdust carefully, once accidentally the sound was a little louder, it happened that there was someone in the mother's house, the woman came to see suspiciously, the mother pounced to block the wooden cage, the voice trembled and said that it was a mouse, she saw from the crack at the bottom of the wooden cage, the ground slowly **** a piece, that position, is under the mother's skirt.

Since then, she has even picked out the sawdust very artistically, slowly wetting it with saliva, digging little by little, digging it down and kneading it into a ball, imagining that it is a chicken leg, a chicken leg...... Concubine Su is very harsh on the palace maids, and their food is barely satisfying, and they are often hungry when they make mistakes, so after a long time, she can speculate on Concubine Su's mood today according to the number of steamed buns handed in, two steamed buns: normal. A steamed bun: depressed mood and picky. No steamed buns: furious, the palace maid is punished. When there are no steamed buns, they listen to each other's stomachs through the wooden cage "cooing", the mother sometimes puts her hand in, trying to comfort her, she immediately pushes away, the mother thinks she is angry, sits in front of the wooden cage and waits until the middle of the night, secretly goes to the kitchen bucket to find the steamed bread and relatively complete leftovers, she is more than half, and the mother is a small half. (To be continued.) )