"Beat him to death! Beat him to death … "On a deserted street, a group of gorgeously dressed children were beating and kicking a thin and weak child in embroidered clothes. These children were the most cruel. They didn't understand the calculations and disputes of adults, but they used their own methods to directly and violently solve the problem.
The child being beaten was also dressed in embroidered clothes, but his entire body was thin and weak, like a lonely puppy. His small face was already faintly discernible of his future handsome and extraordinary appearance. Perhaps it was this appearance that caused him to be hated and bullied by children of the same age.
"As expected of the son of a vixen, born with such a disgusting appearance!" An eleven or twelve year old youth in embroidered clothes stood to the side, proudly scolding. The boy fiercely opened his eyes, fiercely glaring at the elder brother who was standing to the side and ordering people to beat him. Startled by his ferocious gaze, the youth unconsciously took a step back. When he finally reacted, he flew into a rage out of humiliation. "Teach him a good lesson for this young master!"
"Someone's coming!" It was unknown who shouted, but the children who were still beating and kicking immediately scattered like birds and beasts. The youth in embroidered clothes unwillingly glanced at the child on the ground, then followed after them.
The street suddenly quieted down, and the beaten child curled himself into a small ball, tightly hugging his knees and softly sobbing.
"Don't cry, they're gone." A soft and gentle voice filled with kindness sounded, and the boy couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He raised his head and saw an extremely beautiful young girl in embroidered clothes standing in front of him at some unknown time.
The young girl was only twelve or thirteen years old, and even though he had seen many beautiful girls, the boy still felt that the elder sister in front of him was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She wore a light yellow robe with cloud patterns, and the sleeves and hem of her robe were embroidered with rose red phoenix tail lace, and she also wore a light red phoenix tail embroidered scarf. A green gem hung by her slender neck, and her hair was casually tied up in a simple bun with a hibiscus hairpin, and there was also an unshaken hairpin. When she lowered her head to look at him, the light golden jade hanging from the buyao swayed gently, and the little child couldn't help but be stunned.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt? "Seeing that he didn't speak, the young girl squatted down worriedly.
"No …" The boy shook his head and whispered. Although those people beat him, they didn't really dare to beat him to death, so he didn't get hurt, but it was very painful. Otherwise, he would have been beaten to death over the years.
"It's good that you're not injured. I'll get someone to send you back. Who are those people? Why did they hit you? " The girl looked at the boy's dusty face and took out a handkerchief to carefully wipe him clean. Only then did she realize that the boy was actually very good-looking.
"It's none of your business!" The boy was stunned. He raised his hand and slapped the girl's hand away. Seeing the girl's startled expression, the boy bit his lips in annoyance. However, he stubbornly refused to speak and turned his head away.
The girl was also a descendant of a prestigious family. Although she was young, she had seen many things. Looking at the child's appearance, he could roughly guess what was going on. This child was unwilling to go home. He was afraid that she had been wronged at home. Those people just now … could be this child's family.
"Alright, let's not go home yet. What's your name? "The girl pulled the boy up and asked with a smile.
"Feng … Feng Zhiyao. You … "The boy hesitated, but in the end, he didn't ask. The girl's name couldn't be casually asked. Although Feng Zhiyao was a concubine's son, he had learned everything he needed to learn.
"Feng Zhiyao? You're a child of the capital's Feng family? You can just call me Big Sister Hua. "The girl smiled. The noble ladies in the capital all had their own circles. When a large group of girls gathered together, they naturally couldn't help but gossip. The Feng family was considered a famous family in the capital. The girl naturally heard of the Feng family's affairs.
"You … You won't look down on me?" Feng Zhiyao stared at the girl in front of him and asked in confusion.
The girl smiled sweetly and said in confusion: "Look down on you? Why? You're so young, only seven or eight years old. Why would I look down on you? "
"I'm a concubine's son!" Feng Zhiyao clenched his teeth. After hesitating, he fiercely added, "I'm not young. I'm already nine years old!"
"Nine years old? You don't look like it. " The girl said, "Whether you're a concubine's son or not isn't something you can choose. In the future, if you work hard, others won't look down on you. However, if you grow up and learn from those hedonistic sons of rich parents, I will naturally look down on you. "
"I'll be nine years old soon." Feng Zhiyao said. "Don't tell me I don't want to learn well? It was clearly auntie who said a concubine's son didn't need to learn so much … "The girl smiled as she looked at the indignant child in front of her. Suddenly, she pursed her lips and smiled:" If you really want to improve yourself, I'll take you to a good place to play. "
Feng Zhiyao looked suspiciously at the girl in front of him. The girl comforted him by patting his head and smiling: "Don't be afraid. Big sister isn't a bad person." When the soft jade hand touched his dusty head, Feng Zhiyao felt in his heart that even if this sister was a bad person, he was willing to go with her. It was better than going home to face his auntie and two older brothers.
"Aiya! Miss, you're … "Holding Feng Zhiyao's hand, they walked to the intersection. There was a carriage parked at the intersection. In front of the carriage stood several bodyguard-like men, a middle-aged woman, and several servant girls. Seeing the two of them, the middle-aged woman hurriedly greeted them with a frown and a hint of anger. She had just seen a group of children ganging up on a child. Originally, they had planned to scare them away. Who would have thought that the miss would insist on taking a look at the boy and even bring him back. Looking at the dirty boy in front of her, the middle-aged woman's brows immediately furrowed.
"Wet nurse." The girl called out in a low voice. Patting Feng Zhiyao's hand comfortingly, she smiled at the wet nurse and said: "This child is very obedient. Take him to be a companion for Ah Yao."
"Aiya, my miss." The wet nurse immediately cried out, "Miss, we don't even know where this boy came from. How can he be a companion for that young master? If something happens … "Their Hua Family was considered to be of noble status in the capital, but compared to the Prince Ding Mansion, it was nothing. Not just anyone had the qualifications to be a playmate for the young master of the Prince Ding Mansion.
"It's fine. Zhiyao is a good child." The girl smiled and said, "Get in the carriage."
"This … has the same name as the second young master?" The wet nurse was stunned and carefully sized up Feng Zhiyao. Only then did she realize that this child was very good-looking. It was just that he was a bit thin. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't lose to the second young master of the Prince Ding Mansion.
"Fine, but this child has to be obedient. Don't anger the nobles and implicate our miss. "The wet nurse nodded and instructed. She wasn't a cold-hearted person. This child was so young and was being ganged up on by a group of children. It was quite pitiful. However, as the eldest miss's wet nurse, she naturally had to pay attention to everything.
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