Zhezhe sat in the carriage back to his home, in a good mood, holding the curtain, and kept looking out, Wang sat beside her, and saw that she was full of interest, so he didn't disturb her.

For more than a month, Zhezhe stayed in the Shizi Mansion with her, couldn't go out of the mansion, and had no other playmates, and he had to accompany Xinxin, so he really didn't have much to think about her.

These days, she is also depressed, from her accident to now, it has been three years, the first two years of farewell to the old and welcome the new, the family is deserted, only the couple sit opposite. It's okay now, although Xin Xin is married and no longer at home, but he still has a good home, and Zhezhe has also improved.

Leaving Zhao Rui and ignoring them, this year is barely a stable New Year.

She has always been in charge of the food and clothing in the uncle's mansion, and she has lived in the prince's mansion for a long time, and she can't rest assured, she just wants to go home and have a look. The New Year is approaching, she was worried that the family would be too busy, but fortunately, Gongbo Shengde sent someone to pick it up, what does it look like to stay at her son-in-law's house for the New Year? Even if you want to accompany Xinxin, you should go after 15.

In Wang's heart, it was also like this, Xin Xin asked her to accompany Zhezhe, more worried about Zhezhe's safety, the first two encounters were too unreassuring, the Shizi's Mansion was heavily guarded, and if he stayed there, Zhezhe's safety would be settled.

It's just that this New Year's festival should go back to your own house.

When the New Year is over, the family should buy things for the holidays, food and clothing, all of which are involved. Wang thought in his heart, he wanted to take a good look when he went back, there was still something missing in the house.

Zhezhe sat in the sedan chair, looking at the lively scene of people coming and going outside, and his heart was also happy.

She finally came out of the Shizi Mansion, and when she came out, Xin Xin pulled him again, and she didn't want to go.

The Shizifu was so boring that she didn't know what to do to pass the time when she lived there. She was not interested in the topics of the women's houses that Xin Xin talked about with the Wang family, and Xiao Zhezhe didn't know what she was busy with, saying that she was coming back to visit her, but she didn't come back again.

Zhezhe was in Nafu, either writing, looking at flowers, painting, or playing the piano, and the original relieved emotion, because of this loneliness that no one cared about, seemed to be depressed again.

Luckily, she's out and ready to go home!

Tomorrow, she must go to the refuge temple, go back to see the master, and maybe she can meet the senior brother.

She and her senior brother haven't seen each other for almost a month, and every day, when she has nothing to do, she keeps writing to him, hoping that he can return to her.

Although, not every time he will reply, not every time he returns, there will be a lot of things to tell him.

She was very happy to receive his reply!

Tomorrow, she will go to see him, and when she gets home later, she will write a letter to tell the master that she will return to the Taoist temple tomorrow, and ask him to tell the senior brother, so that she will not go tomorrow and see no one.

Thinking of this, Zhezhe blossomed into a happy self-care.

The carriage was on the road, tapping and tapping, walking all the way, and the pedestrians on the road were all smiling, and acquaintances couldn't help but say congratulations when they met.

When he arrived at the gate of the uncle's mansion, several aunts were waiting at the door, and Zhezhe got out of the car, went to visit his father, and then went back to his residence.

In this yard, the plum blossoms have finished blooming, and Zhezhe has been under the tree for a while, because there are too many things that have happened, and he has missed the time to enjoy the plum blossoms.

This plum tree, the maids say, has been withered for two years. Now, it is a rare thing to bloom again, and at that time, she also said, please ask Xiao Zhezhe to come and see her!

I don't know if I'm still here at this time next year, and if I can still be this identity.

Zhezhe suppressed the cranky thoughts in his heart, went to the house, asked Ah Wan to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, wrote a letter, and asked them to find a little girl and send it to the refuge temple.

When she had done this, she sent the maids down and walked around the house by herself.

There is nothing peculiar about this house, it is exactly the same as before, but it is strange that I have not come back to live for many days.

In winter, even if there is a charcoal fire burning in the house, these furniture are also cold, Zhezhe looks here and there, and suddenly comes to interest.

I don't know, Gongbo Zhezhe has some secrets hidden in this room so that no one can find out. I'm afraid no one will remember her leaving!

Anyway, there's nothing going on today, so it's better to look around.

Zhezhe first went to the bed where he slept, and there was nothing peculiar about the Nanmu bed, with a gauze tent on it. Although there are reliefs carved around the bed, those reliefs are just some flowers and plants, insects, birds and beasts, and there is nothing special about them.

I touched all sides of the bed, but I didn't find it, and there was nothing unusual about coming to this bed.

Zhezhe gave up on the bed and went to the dresser to rummage through it, but found nothing.

I searched and searched, and finally found the study.

This room with tables, chairs, and books is full of things, neatly arranged, and cleaned. In the past, Zhezhe didn't know how to read, and he hadn't read the books here, as well as the words written by Gongbo Zhezhe.

Thinking about it, if she really wanted to leave something behind, it would have to be in the study.

Zhezhe rolled up her sleeves and looked through the bookshelf, all of them were notes on poetry collections, music scores, picture scrolls, and chess games.

I saw these books from the left side of the bookshelf to the right side, and from the right back to the left, only to see Zhezhe yawn.

It seems that she really can't read this book, and she doesn't have the talent to understand it, and she is so sleepy that she wants to sleep when she touches it.

Fortunately, when the time for lunch came, she stretched her waist, Zhezhe went to eat, she hadn't seen her for many days, and her uncle Shengde was very concerned about her, and after eating, she asked for a while before letting her go back.

Zhezhe was a little ignorant by his question, she didn't know what he wanted to know, and she hadn't heard of any of the characters and place names mentioned.

Shouldn't you find out that you're not a princess?

Last time in Shizifu, as soon as her brain twitched, she talked nonsense with the Wang family, and her philosophical heart was hanged, but fortunately, no one tied her up again.

Come to think of it, just think it's nonsense!

This is the New Year, and I haven't done anything wrong, and it's not appropriate to lock it up again.

On the way back, Zhezhe took a walk around the garden, digested his food, and watched the people busy preparing for the new year.

After basking in the sun in the yard for a while, sleepiness hit, and she went back to her room to rest.

In this room, Gongbo Shengde held everyone back, leaving only the Wang family, and the two of them were speechless.

"Madam, what do you think of this?" Gongbo Shengde sighed, unable to come up with an idea.

"No matter who the soul in this body is, she is my daughter," Wang's answer was firm.

In the Shizi Mansion, Zhezhe's words woke her up.

Two years ago, Zhezhe chose to hang herself, and when they rescued her, she was no longer breathing.

Originally, she should have let her go with peace of mind and go quietly, but she couldn't do it, and she didn't want her daughter to die so fragrant at a young age.

It was not her daughter's fault that she was abducted and insulted, she couldn't speak of her suffering, she couldn't show her pain, it was because they were too weak to protect her.

The white-haired person sends the black-haired person, and let a mother watch her child die, she can't do it.

People are what she insists on saving, and this medicine is also fed to her desperately.

It is she who is reckless, and she is the one who does not listen to dissuasion, no matter what the result is, she doesn't want to deceive herself anymore, and she doesn't want to torture her for half a point.

"Our philosophers, after all, are gone," this result, both of them knew it, since two years ago, this daughter who called herself Su Xiaoxiao woke up.

The first words she said, every word she told, had nothing to do with them, nothing to do with the world. It's just that they don't believe it.

Life and death Gu can be resurrected from the dead, but this death is a sin, this resurrection has a price, and the person who wakes up is not the original person? Then it is unknown.

It is reasonable for philosophy to be like this.

The two of them were originally planning to do so, but if this Gu subdued, if they didn't come back to life, then it would be fine! If she comes back to life, she is still Zhezhe, and they will definitely comfort her, comfort her, and ensure that she has a good life.

If this case comes back to life and it is someone else who comes back to life, then they can only let her come back as she wants.

The plan is like this, but when the person who came back was really not Gongbo Zhezhe, and when they needed to execute her, neither of them moved.

Standing in front of them was a person with the appearance of their daughter, with the voice of their daughter, except for the character, except for the memory.

She stood there, breathing, pulse, a living person, not a cold corpse.

Even if it was a corpse, they were unwilling to strangle her again.

Flesh and blood relatives, how can they be willing to do it? Even if their hearts are like knives, even if they can't recover, they still can't do it.

Reluctant to let her die, is there a way to let her come back, in the face of this strange soul, the husband and wife, stubbornly unwilling to accept it, and stubbornly unwilling to believe, their daughter will never come back.

In those two years, they went crazy, looking for a way to save them everywhere, and those goddesses and Taoist priests, they also went to their homes to invite. No matter what, as long as they can get their daughter back, it's fine.

In those days, it was said that they were sick and rushed to the doctor, but it was better to say that they were looking for other reasons to cover up their inner fears, to let themselves not face this established fact.

The people are gone, their daughters, are gone.

This fact, they are unwilling to accept and cannot accept.

With unrealistic expectations, as well as fear and disgust for this stranger, they went to see her every day, expecting and disappointed.

Until the Kurong Daoist appeared with his explanation, his game, they believed it, and believed it thoroughly, and this little girl also put away her original appearance.

She began to learn, began to disguise.

Kurong Dao is long, his identity is not simple, Gongbo Shengde guessed it, but seeing that Zhezhe is becoming more and more like before day by day, he forced himself to believe it.

Believe in this bureau, believe in his daughter, it is indeed back.

However, this lie was still shattered.

The so-called I don't remember it because they are not the same person and do not have the same experience!

During this period, she got better, and the bloody storm around her began to stir.

Originally, it shouldn't have been like this!

He worked so hard and persisted, but he didn't want his children to continue the fate of the Gongbo family, who knows, but he pushed them into a darker abyss.

What about Ye Qiongwen, they don't know whether Xin Xin's baby can be born safely, and he is not low in his heart.

The prince's mansion came to invite the Wang family and Zhezhe to pass away the prince's mansion, and Gongbo Shengde was both worried and relieved.

What worries me is the comfort of my two daughters, and I am relieved that I am still the comfort of my two daughters.

There was a commotion in the Shizifu before, and he read the letter written by Wang, and just now he tried again, this Zhezhe is indeed not his daughter, Gongbo Zhezhe.

All these things he told her were the things she used to love to mention to him, but she didn't react at all.

How can this be?

The deception that he had been deceiving himself was suddenly torn apart by his own hands, Gongbo Shengde looked at Gongbo Zhezhe, who had been a lot quieter now, and couldn't say it anymore, if he caught her again and locked her up, he couldn't make the decision to kill her.

"Yes, whatever, it's still our daughter," the flesh in the heart, the blood in the bones, all we can do is pain.

No matter who she is, as long as she is still in this body, she is still their daughter, and no matter what people outside say, they should protect her for the rest of her life.