"I want porridge."

Maybe Xu didn't speak, Chang Huan's voice was a little hoarse, and a few simple words seemed to have spent all his strength.

At that time, she was like a child asking for candy from her elders, looking at the two people in front of her with burning eyes.

Aunt Ji was rarely stunned, she and Cuiping glanced at each other for a few moments, and then suddenly smiled, "Look, the old slave has forgotten, the girl must be hungry when she just woke up, and the old slave is happy to be patronizing." ”

"Girl, what do you want besides porridge? You're in good health and need to make up for it. ”

"No need, just a bowl of sugar porridge." Chang Huan shook his head slightly, and looked at Aunt Ji levelly, "This palace only wants to eat this now." ”

"Okay, the old slave will do it immediately."

After that, Aunt Ji was about to brave the wind and snow to rush out.

"Wait, this palace is awake about this, don't tell anyone else."

Chang Huan stopped Aunt Ji with a voice, and after pursing her lips, she didn't explain the reason, but just waved her hand.

Aunt Ji opened her mouth slightly, and finally had to take the order, and after glancing at Chang Huan distressedly, she turned around and ran out in the snow.

Aunt Ji's figure quickly disappeared into the snow, and the snowflakes flying in the wind danced gently and slowly with the shrunken dead leaves, forming a lonely and desolate picture.

"Princess ......"

"Hmm."

Chang Huan responded softly, then covered her chest and stepped out of the threshold, and walked to the corridor in an orderly manner, she slowly closed her eyes and sniffed deeply, the faint fragrance of plum wafted across the tip of her nose, and occasionally snowflakes drifted onto her face, cool and swishing.

She...... Still alive......

Changhuan didn't know whether to be happy or sad, at this moment, she didn't have the joy of the rest of her life, nor did she feel the discomfort of being seriously injured......

"Princess ......"

Cui Ping next to him called again.

"What?"

After a while, Chang Huan opened his eyes, his gaze fell on Seventeen under the plum tree, pursed his lips and said nothing, and after a moment, he calmly withdrew his gaze, quietly waiting for Cui Ping's next words.

"Princess, something happened to Asaka during the half moon you were unconscious."

"Many ministers have jointly played during this time, kneeling down and begging the emperor to take back your right to listen to the government."

They also said...... He also said......"

"It is also said that this palace is a woman's family, and when you are old, you should marry and have children, no matter how big or small things in the court, they are handled by men, even if the sky falls, you don't need to support this palace."

Cui Ping covered her mouth in disbelief, her apricot eyes widened, "Princess, how do you know." ”

"Hongu heard it." Chang Huan's tone was calm, and his face was solemn, "Although this palace has been in a coma, I can hear the voices of the outside world clearly. ”

"Although you didn't tell Aunt Ji very comprehensively, as long as you think about it, you will know a rough idea, after all, these folds have been reviewed by the palace before they were assassinated."

When Chang Huan said this, he was frighteningly calm, and he couldn't find a little temperature between his eyebrows and eyes.

This time she didn't have any special disguise, and Cui Ping could clearly see the slightest bit of coldness and indifference in her eyes.

Cui Ping didn't know why her body suddenly tensed, Chang Huan seemed to notice that something was wrong with her, turned his head to look at her, didn't speak, just silently paid attention to her expression, thinking about something.

Cui Ping didn't dare to look directly, lowered his head suddenly, his lips trembled slightly, he was shocked and frightened, his legs didn't obey the call, he trembled like sifting chaff, his hands didn't know where to put them, he didn't know when to start, and his palms were actually in a cold sweat.