Ling Shang never regarded himself as a prince.

The ancestors of the Ling family were all doctors, and they had a lot of talent for medical poison pharmacology.

Such a family should have nothing to do with the Deep Wall Forbidden Palace.

The young but precocious Ling Shang often saw his mother alone under the red maple tree, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But Ling Shang could feel that his mother was not happy.

The dislike for the so-called father began very early.

He didn't understand, why did that man marry her and imprison her within this high wall when he couldn't give her happiness?

With such a responsibility, he is not even a man, how can he be worthy of the position of the king of a country?

Ling Shang is really precocious, and it is frightening.

He can speak in October, can read 1,000 words at the age of one, and has read through 100 languages at the age of two.

It was almost terrifying to his mother, who did not know the art of palace fighting.

Ling Xiao had only one request for Ling Shang, that is, to hide clumsy and pretend to be a person with no sense of existence without a trace.

In everything, you must be inferior to other princes, and you must not reveal yourself.

Therefore, Ling Shang has never been praised and praised, and he has never been looked down upon by other princes.

Seeing the smug looks of the other princes being complimented and rewarded, Ling Shang would also feel a little lost.

God knows how much he hates himself.

Because of her birth, my mother didn't know how much she was criticized and how many people targeted her.

That gentle woman had a heart that was incredibly tenacious.

No matter what happens, she will not cry, but will calmly analyze the situation and find the most advantageous way.

Later, Ling Xiao's belly gradually bulged, and the attitude of the people in the palace towards their mother and son gradually became respectful.

She told Ling Shang that the child who was about to be born was a lucky star for their mother and son, and would bring them good luck.

Ling Shang often listened to the sound of the naughty child kicking his mother's belly.

Occasionally, I still think about this troublemaker, where is the lucky star, it is clearly her mother's disaster star, which makes her suffer a lot.

After the child is born, he, as an elder brother, will definitely teach him a lesson for his mother.

Ling Xiao smiled softly and said that she would rather this kid be mischievous and stubborn than want him to be dull and too quiet.

Ling Xiao will also pretend to warn seriously, but you must be a kind and generous brother, and you can't bully your younger brother/sister.

Somewhat strangely, Ling Shang seemed to be looking forward to the birth of the child more than his mother.

Probably because the child can make his mother happier than himself.

When he was pregnant with Ling Shang, Ling Xiao was always worried.

Because he was so quiet, he never kicked or made trouble, he was so quiet that he didn't feel like a living thing.

It would be nice if the second child had a more lively personality.

Of course, she wouldn't tell Ling Shang these words.

Her child is so smart and beautiful, her baby is too late.

Whether he is withdrawn or doesn't like to talk, she will do her best to protect him.

Soon after Ye Mushen was born, rumors spread in the palace.

Even at that time, Ling Xiao was not defeated.

Ling Shang could clearly feel that the servants in the Hongxiao Palace were decreasing day by day.

The maple trees in the garden are getting more and more prosperous, and so are the mother's eyes.

But in front of her two children, she always smiled softly from the bottom of her heart.

Until one day, on the way back from the East Palace Academy, Ling Shang saw a familiar palace maid holding an even more familiar swaddling cloth embroidered with flowing clouds and stars on black silk.

She looked flustered and alert, and walked quickly towards Yanhu, but she looked around along the way, as if she was afraid that someone would find her.