It was late night in the tenth year of Jingwen's reign.

There was a heavy rain, which made the ground crackle, which was scary.

The queen shouted for a day and a night and finally surrendered the eighth prince.

The eldest prince has been weak and sick since he was young. If the eighth prince is in good health, the position of prince will most likely fall to him. No matter who becomes the prince, the queen's mission has been completed.

"Congratulations, your Majesty, you are a prince!"

A nanny came forward with a crying baby in her arms. The baby clenched his fists and moved wildly, suddenly pushing away the swaddling clothes on his body, revealing the round scarlet birthmark on his heart.

"Ah! The prince actually has a birthmark on his heart. He will definitely be extraordinary in the future."

Grandma quickly placed the baby next to the queen's bed.

The queen was already exhausted, but she still put her head close to the baby's arms.

He collapsed and said: "...I've saved it. The position of prince belongs to my son after all!"

Emperor Jingwen personally named his second son Ling, with the courtesy name Ziqing.

After the queen learned about it, she hugged the young Ling every day and shouted: "Ling'er, your father named you Ling because he wanted you to be above the throne. Don't let your mother down."

Everyone in Dacheng knew that the eldest prince was not in good health. The eldest prince was now fifteen years old, but the emperor had not established a heir apparent.

Now that the eighth prince is healthy and legitimate, everyone is convinced that the position of crown prince belongs to the eighth prince.

But just as everyone was waiting for the edict to establish the crown prince, the eighth prince disappeared.

The Holy Emperor was furious, and the queen fell seriously ill. After that, many people in the palace died, including all the maids and chamberlains who were related to the eighth prince.

All I know is that the Eighth Prince was taken away by the nanny who took care of her.

The nanny was hunted by the whole country for three days and finally showed up in a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city.

At this moment, she was wearing tattered clothes and holding a sleeping baby in her arms. She raised her head and looked at what was going on outside. Soon, she heard the sound of a carriage rolling on the road.

The nanny immediately ran out with a smile on her face.

The carriage came out of the night. The people in the carriage did not get off. They just opened a corner of the door curtain and looked at the wet nurse from the corner. Their voice was soft and soft: "Is this the Eighth Prince?"

"Of course!" He said and pulled the baby's clothes open, revealing the birthmark on his heart.

"Concubine Yuan, look, this is not the eighth prince."

Concubine Yuan looked happy, smiled sinisterly, and murmured to herself: "I was lucky enough to give birth to her due to my negligence, but how can I make everything go as I wish?"

A weak eldest prince is not something to be afraid of, but she must not leave this child behind to hinder her future as a prince.

So he threw out a bag of gold and said: "I don't like the roots to be cut off, so it's best to cut them off and get rid of them completely."

The nanny's eyes widened when she saw the money, she hugged the money bag tightly and nodded as if she was pounding garlic. Then she stepped aside and watched Concubine Yuan's carriage leave.

She turned around and entered the temple with the child in her arms. She placed the sleeping child on the dirty floor and wanted to kill him, but a thunder flashed, the baby's cry pierced the tranquility, and the lightning destroyed the temple.

The half-faced Buddha statue was illuminated, and the nurse was so frightened that she quickly bowed down.

"I can't do it!" The wet nurse stood up in fear and said tremblingly: "You can just fend for yourself here. Even if you die, you won't be punished. If you don't die, you will not survive."

It’s a must.”

She gritted her teeth and ran away with her money bag.

The child cried for a long time, until his throat gradually became hoarse and his voice weakened, and a pair of dirty and tender little hands hugged the baby.

"Why were you left here? Are you an orphan too? If you have me in the future, you will no longer be an orphan."

The little beggar hugged him tightly and thought for a while: "My name is Xiao Qian. It was given by the person who sold me. You must have a name too... My surname is Xiao, and my name is Xiao Bao!"

The baby seemed to like him very much and stopped crying when he held him.

Then people would always see a seven or eight-year-old child begging on the street, holding a baby in his arms. Because the child looked pitiful, they could always get food.

This also made other beggars dissatisfied. One time, they lost the straw mat they slept on and beat Xiao Qian. Taking advantage of Xiao Qian's injury, he even tried to steal the treasure and sell it.

But Xiaoqian didn't know where he got the strength to break away from them, snatched Xiaobao back, and shouted: "Don't touch him! He is my brother, you can't sell him!"

There was an older beggar who was funny: "Where did you, a beggar, get a younger brother? Besides, if you sell your brother, you can have enough to eat, and your brother might even live a wealthy life."

"No! Then he will be an orphan, but he is not an orphan!"

After saying that, he grabbed a handful of dust and threw it in their faces, turned around and ran away with Xiaobao in his arms.

Xiao Qian knew that he could not stay in Kyoto City and those beggars would not leave him, so he took Xiao Bao to a nearby town.

He actually raised Xiaobao by begging for a living.

Xiaobao is very good-looking, but Xiaoqian is afraid that he will be caught and sold, so he often covers his face with black mud. Xiaobao is also very obedient.

Because as long as you listen to your brother, you will have enough to eat. Whatever your brother does is for his own good.

Until one year when Xiaobao was begging, he was targeted by a group of bullies. Because Xiaobao forgot to wipe his face that day, they smashed Xiaoqian's broken bowl and tried to take Xiaobao away. Xiaoqian kowtowed to them and dragged them away.

The feet are not allowed to move.

In the end, Xiaobao survived, but Xiaoqian kept vomiting blood after being severely beaten.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaobao held his face and was so scared that he wanted to catch all the blood he vomited out.

Xiaoqian said while feeling pain: "Brother...it's okay, Xiaobao won't cry."

But Xiaobao couldn't hold back his tears: "Brother, I'm so scared, please don't hurt, okay?"

Xiao Qian's whole body was almost wet with sweat, but he took out a flattened white steamed bun from his arms. He stuffed it into Xiao Bao's mobile phone and forced himself to smile: "Hurry up, Xiao Bao, today... today is yours."

Birthday, this is clean."

"No, brother, eat it!"

In the end, Xiao Qian couldn't resist him, so he broke off a little and stuffed it into his mouth, and gave the rest to Xiao Bao: "Brother is not hungry, he is full, give it to Xiao Bao."

Later, Xiaoqian kept vomiting blood and became very sick. She could no longer beg on the street.

Xiaobao made himself dirty every day and went to the streets to beg for food, but he was so young that he was robbed every time, and the food he occasionally hid was not enough for him and his brother.

It is said that after the new emperor ascended the throne, free steamed buns were available in Kyoto City, so Xiaobao wanted to take his brother to Kyoto City to eat white steamed buns.

The two walked for a long time, and Xiaoqian fainted once on the way. Xiaobao stayed by his side and cried for two days. He asked for help from everyone he passed, kowtowed to them and said nice words, and imitated the words his brother used to ask him for steamed buns.

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But he didn't get anything, and those people even thought that his touch and approach were very unlucky.

Seven-year-old Shi Ling knew at that time that no one in the world would help him except himself, and he could only believe in himself.


Chapter completed!