The Drama Set

It was already the 15th day. Ting Baozhi couldn't bring herself to stay here any longer. She just wanted to go home. 

Back to the comforts of the palace. Mother didn't come even once to check up on her yet….And no messages from father either. That's strange..

If not for brother Yongzheng, she would have already made an escape. Everyday the same practice of standing on one leg while holding those heavy pots, some days it was to stare unblinkingly at certain points till her eyes were filled with tears and had turned red. 

However, she also felt some clarity with each passing day. Certain moments kept replaying in her head again and again. And she wasn't sure what to make of those memories because it's not like they were lost memories. Just particular childhood memories she hadn't thought about in a while.