Tang Ying watched with tears streaming down her face. She wanted to hug Tang Fan, who was not even half a man tall, but her hands passed through him.
The picture changes again.
Tang Fan learned quickly, and at just thirteen years old, he stood out among many princes.
It's just because his mother-in-law is just a useless maid in the cold palace, who has relied on Tang Fan to climb all the way to the concubine position over the years.
As this was not enough, his mother-in-law filled his room with all kinds of books, and his skills in riding and archery never failed.
Tang Fan studied in the Shang Shufang with many sons of princes and ministers.
It is normal to be praised by Taifu every day.
People often envy those who are stronger than themselves, especially those whose status is not as noble as their own.
If you are too popular, you will be hated by others.
The prince, who was often scolded by his tutor, became his control group.
That prince was born to the sister of the Minister of Civil Affairs.
The mother-in-law didn't let Tang Fan play with his peers, which led to him being isolated in the study room.
Wherever there are people, there are bound to be cliques.
Although Tang Fan looked glamorous on the outside, he was secretly bullied by the princes and ministers' legitimate sons.
It wasn't until he moved to Chongyang Palace when he was sixteen years old that those people intensified their behavior.
The fifteen-year-old prince, surrounded by his legitimate sons and ministers, blocked Tang Fan in the Chongyang Palace.
"Well, this is not that pan -generation!" The prince laughed. "No matter how hard you work, you are still a hybrid from a palace girl.
Everyone laughed.
This scene made Tang Ying angry. She clenched her fists tightly and wanted to punch them.
Tang Fan had become accustomed to these words over the years, and he was about to bypass them and go to his mother's palace without any expression.
However, one of the youngest legitimate sons stretched out his leg and tripped him to the ground. He was the only son of the Minister of Civil Affairs, who had just passed his ninth birthday.
"Bitch! Your despicable mother-in-law only got you by climbing on the dragon's bed! Bah! How can you compete with my aunt and cousin for favor? The master compares you with your cousin every day, which makes my cousin... Being reprimanded by the master in front of so many people is not as good as you, it would be better if you died!"
The words spoken by the tender childish voice were so vicious that they actually gave people a chill.
The eunuch took Tang Fan to an empty palace where there was no one, and a group of people surrounded Tang Fan, punching and kicking him.
Tang Fan just protected his head and remained silent.
"Cousin, look at him, he's like a dead pig, he's silent." The prince asked the crowd to disperse and kicked the huddled person on the ground.
The legitimate son of the official department suddenly laughed: "Dad said the day before yesterday that dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water. Why don't we see if dead pigs are afraid of boiling water?"
Not long after, a eunuch came over with a basin of freshly boiled water.
It was a hot summer day, and several people were enjoying the shade in the pavilion. Tang Fan was still lying on the ground without moving.
The official official scooped up a ladle of boiling water and walked to Tang Fan, pouring it on the people on the ground. Tang Fan rolled back to avoid the boiling water.
The sound of pouring on the ground was followed by smoke.
Tang Ying couldn't imagine how painful it would have been if Tang Fan hadn't avoided it.
The official official's son looked displeased, but then became a little excited: "He can still hide? It's interesting! Hold him down quickly!"
The two little eunuchs held Tang Fan and pressed his hand into the basin.
The heart-wrenching screams resounded throughout the palace, greatly pleasing the princes and legitimate sons.
The official official admired Tang Fan's ferocious expression due to pain, and carefully observed his red hands in the boiling water.
"Cousin, look at his hands, they look like they are familiar hahaha——"
The official's son seemed to have discovered something new, and then turned his eyes to his face, "Humph, a bitch actually looks so much like the emperor."
Tang Ying watched helplessly as the nine-year-old child, who was only half a person tall, took another spoonful of boiling water and poured it on Tang Fan's face.
"No! Uncle——"
Tang Ying's eyes were scarlet, and she stood in front of Tang Fan to stop him, but the water passed through her body and poured on Tang Fan's face, flowing down her neck and deep into his clothes.
The skin that had been exposed to boiling water quickly turned red and blistered, which was very frightening.
Tang Ying suddenly thought of her days in the County Lord's Mansion.
It turns out that children are often more horrifying than adults.
The evil of adults is complicated and mixed with interests, but the evil of children is so pure.
The picture is distorted.
Tang Fan was kneeling in the palace with bloodstains all over his body. In front of him were his biological mother, Concubine Rou, and Concubine Xian, the sister of the Minister of Civil Affairs. Standing beside him were the prince Tang Yin and his legitimate son Gu Yanqi.
The two of them were even laughing, not feeling at all that they had done anything wrong.
"Concubine Rou, my nephew is ignorant and accidentally spilled hot water on the eldest son of the emperor. I hope Concubine Rou will not blame you." Concubine Xian spoke lazily, not taking it seriously, and her tone was a little proud.
Concubine Rou glanced at the two people standing aside.
Tang Yin was gloating at Tang Fan, who was kneeling on the ground with a numb expression.
Gu Yanqi felt that he had done nothing wrong and looked directly at Concubine Rou without fear.
"Whether it was accidental or intentional, the noble concubine knows it well." Concubine Rou's eyes were deep, "Fan'er is the emperor's eldest son after all, and now he is covered in blood. If the emperor pursues it, I'm afraid..."
"Will uncle pursue me as a child? I have just celebrated my ninth birthday, and I am the legitimate son of the Minister of Civil Affairs. What can he do to me even if he pursues me? You are just a foxy kid who climbed onto the dragon's bed by some unknown means. How can uncle? You will blame me for the bastard born to a fox." Gu Yanqi sneered.
Concubine Xian and Tang Yin smiled at each other and cast admiring glances at him.
After the three people left.
Concubine Rou slapped Tang Fan on the face, which was already blistered by the hot water. Almost the skin and flesh were stuck to her hands and almost torn off.
Tang Fan felt burning pain all over his body, and the burning pain made his consciousness a little blurry.
Roufei hit him crazily, her whole body was hysterical.
"Why why?! I have already told you not to mess with them, why did you do this to yourself?! How can you get the emperor's attention like this! I have raised you for sixteen years, is this how you repay me?! "
Tang Fan thought for a moment that it would be nice to be beaten to death like this, it would be better than being a walking zombie and trying to survive carefully.
Tang Ying was so angry that she cried and cursed.
"Uncle Li Gui, get up! Fight back! Trample them all under your feet and take revenge. I'm so angry! What kind of mother is this? He's not a human thing. You're still beating him after he's done this! God, you said you'd kill him What kind of ascension cultivator, you should kill these people!"
It's a pity that no matter how much she curses, no one can hear her voice.
The screen passes quickly.
Gauze wrapped Tang Fan's entire head until only his eyes were exposed. He stood on the edge of the largest lake in the palace, looking at the other side in trance.
After an unknown amount of time, he walked slowly toward the center of the lake until the water submerged above his head and his whole body sank.
Tang Ying saw those exposed eyes, showing no desire to survive.
Just when Tang Fan choked on his saliva, his lungs began to fill with water, and the water in his throat, esophagus, and nose made him choke and hurt.
He seemed to see Gu Yanqi pouring boiling water on him, Tang Yin was laughing beside him, and Concubine Xian didn't take his life seriously at all.
In the end, only the words Gu Yanqi said echoed in his ears.
"Will uncle hold me accountable as a child?"
"...I am the legitimate son of the Minister of Civil Affairs. What can be done to me even if I am pursued?"
"...How could my uncle blame me for the bastard born to a foxy child?"
Suddenly, an urgent cry for help, containing a huge desire to survive, brought him back to his unconsciousness.
He opened his eyes and saw a figure, and that person seemed to have seen him.
"Help...Help! Help...I'm Gululu..."
He watched helplessly as the figure struggled violently to reach the shore, then gradually lost strength and sank.
He was even thinking that it would be nice to have someone to keep him company on the road to hell.
When he was about to close his eyes and wait for the lake water to completely fill his lungs and wait for death, the figure swam towards him from far to near, dragging him upwards desperately.
Only then did he realize that the figure was just a little girl less than seven years old.
It was hard for her to drag someone as big as him.
It seemed that he was infected by her huge desire to survive, and he seemed not to want her to put in so much effort.
Perhaps it was his hatred for Gu Yanqi and others that inspired his desire to survive.
One big and one small collapsed on the shore of the lake, looking at the rising sun, which was a little dazzling.
"Where are you? Why did you fall into the lake? Why have I become so small?!" The little girl looked like she had seen a ghost.
Tang Fan stared at the dazzling sun for a moment and said, "Imperial Palace, seeking death."
"This is the palace? How is it possible?!" The little girl's eyes widened instantly, "No, how desperate are you to commit suicide by throwing yourself into the lake??"
"Who are you?"
"I'm Yan Zhu, who are you?"
"Tang Fan."
Yan Zhu had a horrified look on his face. He put on a very ugly smile and said tentatively: "Tang... Fan? Tang Fan whose mother is Concubine Rou? Tang Yuan's first son? I will write him to death if his face is disfigured." Tang Fan?!"
Tang Fan stared at her coldly and said nothing.
Ever since Yan Zhu fished Tang Fan out of the lake, she had been chasing after him all day long.
She also inexplicably kept mumbling about compensating him, saying that she could cure the burns on his body and ensure that no scars would be left.
He even helped him teach Tang Yin and Gu Yanqi a lesson. Those two people actually suffered the loss of being mute at the hands of a seven-year-old girl.
His burns were really cured within half a year.
She was even favored by the emperor, and her mother-in-law also rose to prominence. In one year, the emperor was able to let Song Youtang take the position of queen despite the objections of the ministers.
Tang Fan also had a good relationship with Yan Zhu, and no one in the palace dared to bully him anymore.
Concubine Rou repeatedly asked Tang Fan to ask the emperor to make him the prince through Yan Zhu, but to no avail, she simply personally guided Yan Zhu to propose Tang Fan as the prince in front of the emperor.
Tang Fan hated Concubine Rou, hated everyone in the palace, and even more hated the overwhelming imperial power.
If the only hope holding him alive might be Yan Zhu.
Suddenly one day, Yan Zhu asked him.
"Do you want to be a prince? Or would being a prince make you happier?"
