The days of Ye Ting passed much faster than expected, and in a blink of an eye, Wan'er was already five years old, and when the Zheng family was busy sprinkling and sweeping chores, she lay on the desk, her big eyes flashed, and she shook her head and read: "Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate." The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining. The cold comes and the summer comes, and the autumn harvest is hidden in the winter...... The clouds cause rain, and the dew turns into frost......" The childish and gentle voice echoed in the alleyway for a long time, and sometimes the palace people stopped and listened carefully, and at the end they would praise it: This little girl is really aura.

However, Zheng is not proud of this, and in her opinion, even the most ordinary children outside will recite the "Thousand Character Text" when Fameng enters school. Wan'er is the bloodline of the Shangguan family, how can she be reduced to a vulgar maid who only knows the shortcomings of the family and has no education? Zheng has always had a kind of high insistence, she didn't think that Wan'er belonged to the court, but she didn't think that they would leave here one day, this contradiction could not be reconciled, and she often distressed. In the past few years, she has worked hard to make Wan'er believe that this is their home, and that home is such a dark and narrow place, washing her face with cold well water and wearing the coarsest cloth clothes are all innate fate.

Perhaps it was because most of the people in the court had a miserable experience, and similar pain and circumstances made Wan'er completely unaware of what a father was and what was a background, so Zheng easily and skillfully let Wan'er grow up happily without worry.

It's just that the reality is still cruel, in a place like Yeting, where people often die violently, everyone's most concerned issue is just to live, so living has become the original wish of Zheng's mother and daughter, and no one has understood being in this sinister palace at that time, and living is also the ultimate expectation.

"A-Niang, what are you thinking?" Wan'er stared at Zheng, her eyes were exceptionally clear, and her mother was undoubtedly the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.

Zheng looked at Wan'er's bright little face and smiled gently: "Wan'er, my mother is thinking that children in the world love caramel the most, but why doesn't my Wan'er like sweetness?" ”

Wan'er pursed her lips, put her hands on her cheeks, and made a helpless appearance: "Wan'er is not unloved, the caramel is sweet and greasy, only eat it once, it will be unforgettable, but the caramel is a rare thing, except for the routine rewards in those big palaces, Wan'er can eat very few opportunities, since you can't think about it, why bother thinking about it?" It's still sour and astringent, and it's the taste that Wan'er is used to. ”

Zheng didn't expect Wan'er to answer like this, but he felt uncomfortable for a while, but there was no expression on his face: "Silly boy, there are still a lot of doorways, and it seems that our family is going to have a 'female master'!" ”

Wan'er snorted, as if this praise was not very useful: "Wan'er read some "Ancient Sages Collection" a few days ago, what is 'female master', those characters are really admirable." ”

"So A-Niang wants to ask, who does Wan'er admire the most?" Zheng was a little surprised, and asked with a teasing meaning.

Wan'er replied without thinking: "No matter how powerful those people are, they are just words in a book, you can't see them, you can't touch them." What I admire the most is the queen mother in Hanyuan Palace. ”

This answer made Zheng stunned for a moment, she felt extremely panicked, that woman had infiltrated their lives without even noticing, and even occupied a place in Wan'er's young heart, isn't this a ghostly existence? When you think about it, it's really chilling.

Wan'er didn't notice her mother's suddenly pale face, she was immersed in a kind of thought, naïve but crazy: "She is obviously a woman like her mother and Wan'er, but she doesn't have to wash and clean, sew and mend, but hold the royal pen in her hand and make up her word, she is so proud, so many things that men can't do, but she is at ease." ”

Where did you hear that? Wan'er! Obviously, this is not a child's logic and rhetoric. Zheng felt himself almost collapse, and his voice became trembling.

"They all say that, very quietly, thinking I don't understand, and occasionally they speak very loudly." Wan'er didn't think this was a dangerous signal, the palace maids talked about a lot of things in private every day, and this was their only pastime.

"How many times has my mother told you not to touch those long-tongued women outside, how can you eavesdrop on them?" Zheng was very angry, she raised her palm, but hesitated, not knowing who to teach.

"A-Niang, there is no need to eavesdrop on these words, Wan'er sometimes doesn't want to hear them, but they will still get into Wan'er's ears, just like the wind, Wan'er has nowhere to hide." The tactful children's voice has the meaning of confession, simple and sincere, and there is no doubt about it.

Zheng slowly lowered her palm, and suddenly sat down on the ground, frustration wrapped her tightly, her chest seemed to be pressed by a 10,000-pound boulder, and all the silent protests turned into ridiculous self-deception.