As a prince, there are too many involuntary bodies from the moment he was born. Cong Miao also liked to laugh like ordinary children, but when he saw that because he was in trouble, it was the people around him who served him, he was puzzled. Cong Miao wanted to find his mother to ask why it was not himself who was punished, but the person who served him, but was half-coaxed and half-tricked by his mother to "drive out". Compared with Cong Yu, the imperial brother, Cong Miao is neither old nor intelligent, so his mother feels that Cong Yu has more advantages than Cong Miao in the matter of fighting for the throne.

"Although the king's childhood is not as fulfilling as that of the royal brother, there is no shortage of food and clothing. The expression on Cong Miao's face was like a pool of stagnant water, although this was the first time he mentioned his childhood to a stranger, but he didn't want to let the sadness buried in his heart pass on to Wang Yunning, such a painful and dark feeling, he felt it alone.

"However, you lack the care of your mother, right?" Wang Yunning couldn't help but think of when she was a child. Dad is the only one in the family who does some small business, but he has to support both the old and the young. Most of the family eats cornmeal nests, and occasionally she can eat a meal of white flour dumplings, which has made her very happy. As for dumplings with meat, they can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year.

But even so, every time Daddy goes out, he either brings her a noodle or a velvet flower, and there are always many small surprises. And the mother is at home, washing the half-old clothes cleanly, and a small flower will be embroidered on the broken place. When wearing such clothes to go out to play with friends, Wang Yuning is always the most eye-catching one.

Compared with Cong Miao, his daily food and clothing consumption is only more than the silver money used by Wang Yunning's family for a month or even a year, but she can see that Cong Miao is not happy.

"Heh, I didn't expect that it was you who said this. Cong Miao felt a little surprised, because from childhood to adulthood, everyone around him who served him would praise his mother for how good he was, and even his father felt that his mother was a very competent mother, but only Cong Miao understood the taste, but no one could say it.

"As soon as I entered the palace gate, it was as deep as the sea, and everyone said that the palace was good, and the best things in the world were sent to the palace. But I think the palace is not as good as my family!" Wang Yunning and Cong Miao talked a lot, and they also felt that he was not so afraid of people.

"Your home, what is your home like?" Cong Miao suddenly became interested in Wang Yunning's home. Wang Yunning said, "In addition to my parents, I also have a grandmother at home. It's just that last winter, my grandmother and her old man also passed away. Dad was old and didn't go far away, so he used the savings he had saved over the years to set up a shop on the street and start a small business. During the day, my mother and I do some embroidery work at home to pass the time. In the evening, when the sky in the west was dyed red by the sunset, my father dragged a long shadow behind him and walked back unhurriedly. He pushed open the door and could smell the food. My mother always praised my father's good nose and made something delicious, and I smelled it as soon as I smelled it!"

Wang Yunning said slowly, like a stream of Juanjuan, flowing into Cong Miao's heart. He imagined a man walking home with his hands behind his back, towards the blood-red remnant sun. Pushing open the door, it was the fireworks in the courtyard and the wife and daughter waiting for his return, maybe that would be the only way to live.

"My mother, she, she's busy. Cong Miao said a little distractedly, "Settle the province in the morning and dusk, teach the imperial brother, fight with the concubines in the palace, and please the emperor." Maybe in her life, I don't exist at all. ”

Wang Yunning couldn't imagine how Cong Miao, who was alone, spent those days waiting for his mother in the deep palace walls. Cong Miao continued, "Later, one day, a pair of masters and apprentices came to the palace. Master was invited to the palace by my mother, and the little girl was her apprentice. ”

The little girl Cong Miao mentioned was Mi Zhou, and the witch could still walk in the palace normally at that time. Cong Miao's mother and Mi Zhou's master were talking about very important things, so the two children were supported.

For the prosperous scene in the palace, Mi Zhou is very curious. And Cong Miao, as the master, naturally took Mi Zhou to all the places he thought were fun. Mi Zhou also did not hesitate to show Cong Miao a few tricks he had just learned, and their friendship was planted at that time, "Although Mi Zhou is a few years older than me, he is more naughty and simple. Witches have a very fatal weakness, which is that every three years, they die!"

"Ahh Cong Miao said, "Every time she is near, she is in great pain, and I have seen it with my own eyes. I couldn't breathe a sigh of relief until she stopped breathing. Maybe you don't believe it, but I secretly swore to marry her!"

Over the years, Cong Miao's feelings for Mi Zhou have been deliberately suppressed by him and never shown. When Wang Yunning heard him say this, he couldn't help but start imagining what kind of person this girl named Mi Zhou was and what she looked like.

When this thought came to mind, a woman's smiling face immediately appeared in front of Wang Yunning's eyes, she suddenly stood up, walked to the desk, picked up a pen and put a few strokes on the paper, and drew a slightly simple woman's face.

Wang Yunning likes to paint since she was a child, and her family has also saved money, and she has invited a gentleman to teach her some painting skills, so although this painting is hasty, it has charm.

"Lord Wang, look!" Wang Yunning took the painting in his hand and unfolded it for Cong Miao to see. When Cong Miao saw it, he was immediately shocked, "How could you?" Miss Wang, you've seen Mi Zhou, right?"

"It turned out to be really her!" Wang Yunning couldn't help but gasp, "Lord Wang, this girl has been appearing in my mind since I was asleep, she seemed to be about to say something to me, but I couldn't hear or understand." Lord Wang, are you sure that she is the girl from Mizhou?"

Cong Miao trembled and took the painting in Wang Yunning's hand, and after looking at it for a long time, he nodded and said, "That's right, it's her." Wang Yunning boldly guessed, "The prince will keep me in the mansion at all costs, also because of the Mizhou girl, right?"

It's always easier to talk to smart people. Cong Miao understood that Wang Yunning had already guessed eight or nine times out of ten, and the remaining two or three didn't have to be hidden anymore, "The little grass you saw in the garden today that emits red light is Mi Zhou." ”

"Miss Mizhou, Xiaocao?" Wang Yunning couldn't connect the two together, so he could only listen to Cong Miao's eloquent words.