In the blink of an eye, the young boy came to a bustling market, but limped to a corner, and only poked out half of his head to see.

Dong Mingya looked over, only to see that the street was full of people, crowded with people, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside, but from the cheers that came from time to time, it could be guessed that it should be a showman.

Looking at the little boy again, looking timidly, his eyes were full of longing, Dong Mingya thought that he wanted to go up and join in the fun, and wanted to take him to see it, but she couldn't touch the things here.

I don't know how long I watched it, until the sun went down and the crowd gradually dispersed, he turned around and quietly left, still holding the food he had just arrived.

Only then did Dong Mingya see that she was indeed performing arts, but she was just a thin woman, her clothes were in tatters, and she could barely cover her shame, but she really couldn't keep out the cold.

But she danced on a rope half a meter above the ground, and she danced on it, drawing applause from the crowd, but for a pitiful amount of money.

Seeing that there was no one left, she slowly jumped down from the rope, carefully picked up the copper plates on the ground, and muttered: "You can buy Xuan'er an extra steamed bun with bean paste filling tonight." ”

Dongmingya: "......"

It dawned on her.

It turned out that the toddler just now was Tiangong Xuan.

It turned out that he was peeking there not because he was eager to watch the performance, but worried.

The mother and son are secretly hiding from each other, one will find a farther place to perform, for fear that the son will be sad when he sees it, and the other will secretly follow after the mother leaves, begging for food one by one, only eating a small point for themselves, and leaving most of the rest to the mother.

As soon as the picture turned, Dong Mingya saw Tiangong Xuan's mother dancing on the string. Her face is like a spring breeze, her waist is like the wind, even if she is wearing rags, she still can't resist her beauty.

The surroundings were full of people, but everyone's enthusiasm was not so high, maybe a performance was novel and interesting, and after watching it for a long time, it would be tired.

She jumped on it for a long time, but she didn't get half a copper plate, so she couldn't help but feel a little lost.

At this moment, a loud sound suddenly exploded in the crowd.

"It's really boring, if you have the ability, you can jump barefoot on the ground."

By jumping on the ground, he means jumping on the gravel underneath the rope.

Each piece of gravel is so sharp that if you step on it barefoot, you can imagine what the result will be.

This is, and the others around him echoed it.

"yes, it's the most fun to jump underneath!"

"If you have the ability, come down and jump."

"If you jump barefoot underneath, the lord will reward you with a piece of gold."

I don't know who said this, and it was particularly clear in the noisy human voices.

The woman, who was still hesitant, pursed her purses, her eyebrows frowned slightly, she didn't know what she was thinking, and finally raised her dry little face, and finally compromised: "Okay." ”

Under the gaze of everyone, she slowly walked down the thin rope and stood on the ground that was not satisfied with the sharp gravel, the sharp gravel instantly pierced the skin on the soles of her feet, and the blood gushed out, blooming dazzling red blood flowers. The woman stepped on the blood flower and danced, although the movements were slow and sluggish, but she could still get a glimpse of her former beauty.

After the dance, the woman left the gravel floor almost uncontrollably, and collapsed in the corner, her face pale because of the pain, and fine sweat oozing from her forehead.

There were people in the crowd laughing, some people showing disdainful and playful glances, and occasionally throwing pity at her, silently shaking their heads and sighing, all of which she didn't care.

All she cared about was the ingot of gold that a man in the crowd had promised her.

Her gaze wandered to the man, and she reached out to him and whispered, "My gold? ”

Because she was not sure, there were some imperceptible doubts in her tone, and it was this trace of doubt that made the man catch it, he immediately frowned, and said disdainfully: "Master, I am not satisfied with your performance just now, three copper plates, no more." ”

As he spoke, he took out three copper plates from the purse on his waist, turned them upside down, and threw them in front of her.

The promised ingot of gold turned into three copper plates, and she naturally didn't want to, struggling to get up and pull the man's sleeve, and there was atmosphere and injustice in her tone, but more pleading.

"Don't go, you just said that as long as you jump, you will give a gold ingot?"

Being questioned like this, the man couldn't hold back his face, pulled out his sleeves suddenly, and said, "Damn, Lao Tzu clearly said that as long as you dance well, I will give you a gold ingot, but see for yourself how well you dance?" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the woman, and the next second, his eyes lit up, and a very obscene smile appeared on his face, hooking the woman's chin, and sneering: "But you don't dance well, you look good, otherwise you go back with the master and serve me well, don't say a piece of gold, you can do whatever you want." ”

The woman's head tilted, slipped from his hand, closed her eyes weakly, and then silently turned away.

However, he was caught by the other party unexpectedly, and then he was taken into an arms with a force, emitting a foul smell.

She couldn't stand it anymore and struggled desperately, screaming.

"What are you doing, let go of me, let go of my ......"

But she has been running around for a long time, often hungry and full, and with an injury to her foot, resisting looks similar to tickling, but gives people a feeling of wanting to be caught and indulged.

This undoubtedly aroused the man's bestiality, and he pulled the woman harder, and soon pulled out far away, and seeing that she could not resist, she tried to ask the person next to her for help.

"Please, save me, save me......"

But it was all in vain, and she looked desperately at this group of indifferent people, and two bean-sized tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, a small figure suddenly rushed out of the crowd, like the wind, and blew to her side at once.

It's Tiangong Xuan.

At this time, he was like a ruthless little beast, rushed up and began to bite at the man, biting and not letting go.

Pained wails resounded through the long streets.

"Ah——!!h

The man let go of his hand in severe pain, was furious, looked down at the little thing on his leg, and was even more angry, kicking the person away, but even a piece of meat on his leg was torn off.

This kick used all his strength, holding the little guy's chest, kicking the person directly five meters away, hitting the wall, and falling to the ground violently. He curled up on the ground, his face was painful, his mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to scream, but there was not a single sound in his throat because of the severe pain.

"Xuan'er, my Xuan'er, what's wrong with you, wake up, don't scare your mother......"

The woman hugged his small body and cried heartbreakingly.

There were more and more onlookers around, with different looks.

And the man just now wanted to go up and kick a few more feet, but seeing that the other party was not moving, he was afraid that it would end badly if he would get killed, so he spat out, covered his injured leg and limped away.

Occasionally, someone felt a little guilty, took out a copper plate and solemnly put it in the woman's hand, and deliberately raised his voice and said: "Take it, bury the child well, this is what you deserve." ”

The flow of people was bustling, they were like two fallen leaves, floating in a no-man's corner.

Dong Mingya watched quietly, but finally couldn't bear to look at it anymore and closed his eyes.

When I opened it again, the picture in front of me changed again.

Seeing the Gaoqiang attic, pavilions and water pavilions, Dong Mingya guessed that their mother and son should have been taken back to the Futu Palace.

At this time, Tiangong Xuan was sitting on the corridor, sometimes folding his fingers, sometimes looking at the sky blankly.

He grew up a little, and although his clothes were not so torn and his face was not so dirty, he didn't look like a prince at all.

Maybe some of them are malnourished, and they still look skinny.

It's quiet.

Dong Mingya suddenly felt that something was wrong.

What about her mother?

Could it be......

Suddenly, several little boys appeared in the picture, much older than Tiangong Xuan, gorgeously dressed, walking up to him, with their hands on their waists, forming a circle.

Tiangong Xuan looked at them expressionlessly, without a trace of fear in his eyes.

Several children let out a smug smile, and in the next second, one of the boys stretched out his hand and pushed the person violently, Tiangong Xuan was caught off guard, leaned back from the corridor, and fell straight to the ground.

He snorted, got up with his hands, and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the other party.

"Don't run, we haven't had enough yet!"

"That's it, you are a wild breed and deserve to be called a brother and sister to us, I really don't know what my father thinks."

A group of people were chattering, you said a word to me, pushing and shoving him while talking, Tiangong Xuan was unconsciously forced into a corner. He remembered that his mother had said that he could not use his hands to beat people, so he had to curl up in a corner and wrap his hands around him.

Since he was taken back to the palace by his father, he was forced to live separately from his mother, and the Futu King allowed their mother and son to see each other once a month, for which he looked forward to it every day, counting the days before the meeting was left.

He didn't know why he was separated from his mother, just like he didn't know why everyone was bullying him.

Obviously he did nothing wrong, obviously they were brothers.

The insults in my ears gradually became noisy, and my body was also wet with an unknown liquid, which was very bad and uncomfortable. His mother only changed his clothes two days ago, and if they got dirty, they probably had to be poked and pinched by her again.

Tiangong Xuan frowned, endured, he has always been very tolerant, no matter how he is bullied, he can do it without saying a word, which is why everyone likes to bully him. But he didn't dare to resist, he was afraid that if he resisted, his father would feel that he was disobedient, and he would not even have the opportunity to meet his mother once a month.

In the end, they bully enough and feel bored, like leaving, but every time they leave, they always release some cruel words.

"I heard that your mother used to be a prostitute, then you are the son of a prostitute, then you tell me, your mother was not beautiful before, how did she become a prostitute? In which brothel? ”

"Oh, and also, you know, the reason why my father locked your mother in the cold palace is because of this, I am worried that her identity will save the royal face."

"If you please me now, your mother will die in the future, and I may give you a mouthful of food."

……

Tiangong Xuan listened to these words, like a lightning strike, trembling all over, raised his head, and stared at the man's neck, his eyes were extremely terrifying, like a hungry beast staring at its prey.

He was clearly dressed in the purest appearance, but the words he said were extremely rotten and emitted a foul smell.

The person who spoke was completely unaware of the danger, and was still chattering, and the next second, he was thrown to the ground by the little beast that pounced on him, and tore at his neck.

The screams were heard endlessly, resounding through the palace.

Blood was splashed everywhere, these little princes stayed in the palace every day, where had they seen such a bloody scene, they were instantly frightened and frozen, almost using their hands and feet together, and scattered very clumsily.

And the boy who was knocked down by Tiangong Xuan was not so lucky, he kept resisting at first, and later, he just didn't move.

It wasn't until someone came to pull Tiangong Xuan apart and called the imperial doctor in time that he barely saved his life, but his vocal cords were damaged, and he couldn't open his mouth in the future.

His mother concubine was a high-powered Zhang Guifei, so she naturally refused to let go of Tiangong Xuan easily, and dragged people to the emperor after beating them half to death.