Nianzu brought Jian Guozhi to his chamber. "Have water." He forwarded the silver glass to Jian Guozhi, who refused. He brought his hands up, joined them, and rested his forehead on them.
Nianzu placed the glass on the table there and pulled out a chair for him. Taking his seat, Nianzu waited for Jian Guozhi to turn stable. Hours passed, but Jian Guozhi did not speak a single word.
The evening had fallen, and the two stayed like that. Finally, the First Prince lifted his head and leaned back on his chair. His eyes were focused on a wooden tiger that was placed on the shelf. He recalled the day when he told his mother about his wish of having a toy tiger. "She found the best craftsman to carve that wooden tiger. I was so happy when she fulfilled my wish."
