Since being taken back to the princess's mansion, she has been locked in her room since the cold day, and even Cui'er is not allowed to say a word to Conghan.

She sat in her room all day long, not sad or happy, not angry or hateful, but responded to the abbot to get her name - Sanskrit.

The sound of chains sounded scattered on the ground, and soon Cui'er walked in with food, and Cui'er hung her head and didn't look at Cong Han much. He just put the food on the table, then took the plate and turned around and left.

After Cui'er left, Conghan's mother, the eldest princess Ji Jin, walked in slowly.

has a face similar to Conghan, but there is more arrogance, and there is a little more anger accumulated over the years between his eyebrows.

"Come down, and Mother will have a meal with you today." Ji Jin raised her eyebrows and looked at Conghan, and then sat down at the dinner table.

Conghan pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, got out of bed and sat opposite Ji Jin.

"Eat." Ji Jin picked up the chopsticks and ate them, and Cong Han also ate them after Ji Jin took a bite. It's just a table of dishes, and you can't eat more than three bites of each one. After eating half a minute, he put down the dishes and chopsticks from the cold.

Ji Jin also put down the dishes and chopsticks, looking at Cong Han's eyes very satisfied. Ji Jin stretched out her hand and picked up Cong Han's chin, and then laughed: "You, but your mother is the best finished product." ”

From the cold lowered his eyes and did not reply a word.

"Born with a phoenix? When the national teacher was on the verge of death, he actually said that the daughter of the phoenix life is you, ha, it's okay, otherwise ......" Ji Jin's eyes deepened, and then let go of Cong Han's chin.

stood up, looked down at Cong Han and said lightly: "The day after tomorrow, Your Majesty's family banquet, you go with me." But remember what I told you. ”

"Yes, Mother." Answer from the cold and low.

Then, Ji Jin turned around and went out the door. This time, the door of Conghan's room was finally no longer locked.

Cong Han stretched out his hand, curled up his sleeves and looked at his hand. There were red nail marks on the palms of his hands, and the skin was almost broken. The dampness in the palms of the hands is about what is left after the sweat has moistened.

ripped the corners of her mouth and evoked a wry smile: she, as always, was as frightened as ever in the face of this mother.

Shaking his head, he stood up and walked out of the room. Cui'er went in to clean up the dishes and chopsticks after taking a step out of the room before Cong Han.

Conghan walked towards the backyard alone, saying that it was not a person. The princess's mansion was full of secret guards, but they didn't pay attention to her at this time. Because they know that she can't do without.

The backyard is extremely barren, and only one peach blossom tree stands out from the crowd, which is particularly eye-catching.

Cong Han approached the peach blossom tree and stretched out his hand to caress the peach blossom tree. Has the tree not had water for a few days, or has it not been dewormed?

The peach blossoms on the mountain were in full bloom, and the tree withered like this. Shaking his head, Conghan walked into an abandoned house, took out a bucket from it, and then went to a small deserted well to pick up a bucket of water.

Take half a gourd, scoop up the water, water, scoop and water, repeat.

But the heart is faintly satisfied.

Cui'er appeared at some point, looked at Conghan's movements and said lightly: "Master, don't pour it, it's dying." ”

Cong Han was stunned, then raised his head to look at Cui'er and smiled: "You forgave me?" ”

Cui'er pursed her lips and didn't speak, walked over and squatted down and hugged Conghan's arm: "The slave doesn't dare to blame the master." ”