Chen Youcong came to the sand table with the statue of the Virgin. Zhang Weizhao also returned to the opposite side and sat down. Neither of them spoke anymore.

Chen Youcong gathered the sand in the center of the sand table to build a round platform, and placed the statue of the Virgin Mary in the center of the round platform, facing himself.

Then, with the round platform as the core, a curve extending outward is drawn around it. These curves resemble both radiating rays and winding roads.

He moves slowly, with every movement solemn.

After finishing the painting, Chen Youcong sat quietly and looked at the statue of the Virgin Mary in the middle of the sand table, silent. After a while, he picked up the statue again, dug a hole in the sand, put the image in it, and then took up the sand and carefully covered it, layer upon layer.

Zhang Weizhao watched Chen Youcong's movements silently on the other side. Chen Youcong may not have realized it, but what he did was to remember, pay tribute and bury his mother.

No, in fact, it is not entirely accurate to say that the burial is not entirely accurate, when burying the puppet symbolizing the eternal mother with sand, Chen Youcong's cautious posture is very much like careful protection. He wanted to hide his mother so that she would not be harmed.

At the same time, he also has a lot of pent-up anger in his heart. Because the first thing that caught his attention was the dragon. The dragon represents anger and aggression. But he let go of the dragon and didn't take it to the sandbox, he didn't want others to notice his anger.

Zhang Weizhao remembered that before she entered the palace, her master told her that the prince's biological mother died suddenly when he was six years old, and a month before his death, he had just been named a concubine.

Zhang Weizhao intuitively felt that Concubine Shu's death was not simple. And this is likely to be an important reason for the prince's current emotional problems. The reason why Zhang Weizhao has such a judgment is that of course he was influenced by the palace fighting drama in the Chinese-speaking circle in his previous life, and the plots of establishing heirs, seizing heirs, and conspiracy and framing abounded, and she couldn't help but think of it here. But more of a basis is the information emanating from the sandbox.

From beginning to end, Chen Youcong had only one sand tool on his sand table, and this only sand tool was buried in the sand by him, and now the sand table was bare, with nothing but a slight undulation.

The prince is overwhelmed by despair and pain, and his emotions are very depressed.

Chen Youcong did all this, sat back in the soft chair, and looked at the plate of sand motionlessly.

Zhang Weizhao also accompanied him in silence. She didn't intend to analyze the meaning of the sand table with him, in fact, in the sand table room of her previous life, she rarely analyzed the symbolic meaning of the sand table with visitors. She believes that all meaning will take its own in the end. All people need is time and quality companionship.

The echo of bells and drums could be heard in the distance. It was the bell and drum tower in the east of the Forbidden City chiming the time.

Half an hour passed, and the prince stood up.

Zhang Weizhao also stood up and said, "Please pay attention to Your Highness, the next time will be at the same hour after three days." ”

"I'm tired." Chen Youcong nodded. Turn around and walk out. Zhang Weizhao followed behind to see him off. Suddenly, Chen Youcong seemed to remember something, stood by the door, took out a gold leaf from the purse hanging from his waist, and handed it to Zhang Weizhao.

"This is your reward for the day."

Zhang Weizhao smiled, and Shi Li took it and said, "Thank you, Your Highness." ”

This gold leaf is very delicately made, it is really made into the shape of a leaf, the leaf is as thin as a cicada's wings, and the leaf veins are countable, Zhang Weizhao put it in front of his eyes, and looked through the leaves to see the sunlight obliquely shining through the window lattice.

"It's beautiful!" She sighed heartily.

In fact, the gold leaf used for savings in this era was not in the shape of a leaf, but was made into a rectangle the size of a child's palm, and it was thinly sandwiched in a book or clothes for easy carrying.

This beautiful golden leaf was specially ordered by Chen Youcong to find it. For some reason, he felt that it was too cheesy to send gold and silver casually, and wanted to find something new to pay Zhang Weizhao.

Hearing Zhang Weizhao's heartfelt admiration, Chen Youcong felt a little embarrassed inexplicably, he coughed lightly, and said:

"Lest you chase me again for payment."

Saying that, he went out of the house.

Zhang Weizhao pursed his lips and smiled in the back, saying in his heart that this child is actually quite funny.

Now this manifestation of depression should be a stress response after trauma. The background color of Chen Youcong's life should be relatively warm. Zhang Weizhao thought in his heart while entering the house to pack up the sand tools and set up the tables and chairs.

The room opposite the sand room was arranged by Zhang Weizhao to look like a studio. After cleaning up the sand room and closing the door, Zhang Weizhao came to the studio to write an interview record. For the sake of confidentiality, the interview transcript is written in English. In this way, even if someone turns it out, they can't understand it, and they won't use the secrets in the interview records to do things that hurt the prince.

When Zhang Weizhao finished his work and went back to the ear room where she lived, the pothos had already brought the food and waited for her to eat together. The two girls chatted while eating.

"How old are you in the palace?" Zhang Weizhao asked the pothos.

"When you're five years old." Pothos replied.

"When you were five years old? Why did you enter the palace at such a young age? Zhang Weizhao's chopsticks holding Bazhen Tofu stopped in mid-air. Five years old is still the age when someone needs to take care of you, how can you enter the palace at such a young age?

"yes. It was Aunt Begonia from the same township who brought me in. I'm not the youngest. Lu Luo said and looked out of the door, then lowered her voice and whispered to Zhang Weizhao: "I heard that when the noble concubine Niangniang entered the palace to serve the Empress Dowager, she was only four years old. ”

Zhang Weizhao was even more surprised, and also lowered his voice: "What can you do when you enter the palace at the age of four or five?" ”

"It's about starting with the simplest tasks, like wiping down the table and sweeping the floor. When I was a little older, I started to learn needlework. ”

Such an old child must have suffered a lot when he left home and came to a place with strict rules. How did she survive the pain of being away from her parents? But Zhang Weizhao didn't want to touch the sore spot of the pothos, so he only said: "I think you've put a lot of effort into it, right?" All kinds of work are done so well. ”

The green pothos smiled shyly: "My sister has won the prize." It's all Aunt Begonia who teaches her well. ”

Zhang Weizhao asked: "Where is this Aunt Begonia working now?" I don't think I've ever seen her. She saw that the queen mother was mainly surrounded by peony, peony, fragrant jade, and narcissus, and the big palace maids were serving, among which the peony was the leader. I haven't heard the name begonia.

Luluo lowered her head and said gloomily: "Aunt Begonia, she is no longer alive." It was last year. ”

"I'm really sorry......" Zhang Weizhao didn't expect such an answer. Many of her thinking habits are still stuck in the 21st century, looking at the pothos tube begonia called aunt, I want to come to Begonia at most in her thirties, just in the prime of life, if not in the Queen Mother's Palace, eighty percent will go to other places to serve. Unexpectedly, he passed away. It was the fifteenth century, and the average life expectancy of a person was just over thirty years. The infant mortality rate is high, and many people die young.

"Look at what my sister said, there's nothing to be sorry for. Usually I want to talk to people about Aunt Begonia, but no one wants to listen to me. At the beginning of last year, Aunt Haitang first contracted a cold and did not get well after taking two pairs of medicines, so she moved to Anle Hall to recuperate for fear of passing on her illness to her master. Who knew that after I went, the fever always did not go away, and the cough became worse and worse, and I couldn't stop it, and it didn't go in March. ”

Speaking of this, the pothos couldn't help wiping away her tears, "Ah, look at my ......, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I don't want to cry, but I can't control my eyes." Pothos was very sorry for her tears and tried to hold back her tears, but the tears still fell down.

Zhang Weizhao now knows that it is taboo to cry for no reason in the palace. She stood up and closed the door, lit the candle, and took a handkerchief to wipe the pothos' face.

"Thank you, sister, thank you!" Pothos choked up and said, "Sometimes I always think that if only my sister had been here last year." Maybe my aunt's illness will be cured sooner. "Luluo has special respect and belief in Zhang Weizhao's medical skills.

Zhang Weizhao sighed.

This era is an era when you have a severe cold and you can kill if you don't pay attention to it.

Anle Hall is not a good place to go. There are so many people in the palace, and the masters of a slightly lower grade may not be able to enjoy good medical services, where can the sick palace maids and eunuchs have clever doctors and high-quality medicinal materials available? If you raise it well, it depends on your fate if you don't raise it well.

In order not to let the pothos be too immersed in sadness, Zhang Weizhao changed the topic: "I used to think that the people recruited in the palace were people who could work at a certain age. How did you get brought into the palace at such a young age? ”

"Most of the palace maids enter the palace after the age of ten. But there are also some palace masters who like to choose some little girls to come in. First, the palace maid who has been trained since childhood understands the rules better and is more intimate with the master. Second, the little palace maids selected are all good in the eight-character life, and they can prosper the master. Pothos explained.

"I see. Then you must be a blessed person. Zhang Weizhao said with a smile.

"It's because of my good life that I can meet good people like Aunt Begonia and my sister." Pothos wiped away her tears and smiled.

The two chatted and finished eating. The pothos put the dishes and chopsticks into the food box and took them out to be sent away. Before going out, he hesitated a little, and gently wiped his cheeks and eyes with a handkerchief, for fear of revealing traces of crying.

Although the pothos is still a little palace maid and will not go in and out in front of the queen mother, she will still be severely reprimanded if she is seen by the big palace maids crying and wiping her tears for no reason.

Zhang Weizhao took the pothos to the bottom of the candlestick to look at her eyes, her eyelids were pink and fluffy, and she looked like she had cried. He simply said to her:

"You just wash your face, and I'll paint you a light makeup."

"Sister, do you still wear makeup?" The pothos raised her eyes and looked at Zhang Weizhao in surprise. She saw that Zhang Weizhao was wearing a Taoist robe all day long, with a simple bun on his head, his face was very plain, and there was no decoration, and she thought that she would not adjust the fat and powder at all.

"Of course." Zhang Weizhao winked at the pothos, which means that you look good.