My real name is Ao Ying, and I am the eldest prince of the Wu clan. Later, they gave me another name - traitor.
The reason is that I brought a disaster of genocide to the Wu clan.
But after all, I don’t know where I went wrong. Is it the witch clan’s millennium wish to live in a corner of the Liuli Mountains full of miasma?
Why let those low-level and greedy ordinary people take charge of the world?
While the lives of the people are in ruins, those lowly people are still enjoying fine wine and delicious food in the splendid palaces. Are they worthy of dominating this world?
Since I don't deserve it, what's wrong with me trying to replace it?
But they all said I was wrong.
Even my sister, who I have always regarded as my treasure, chose to side with them at this time.
The feeling of being betrayed and criticized by others is not pleasant, and the life after rebirth is even more uncomfortable.
Perhaps it was fate that led me to inhabit the body of a prince with a humble status, which was simply incomparable to my status in the Wu clan. Before recovering his memory, the prince named Yan Xiaoqing lived in fear and helplessness all day long.
Look, this is the price of being humble. With no power, no strength, and no background, even slaves dare to bully him.
But I feel that my arrival is lucky for him. At least from now on, he will no longer have to grovel and live in the cold palace until his death.
Afraid of being found, I used my own abilities to seal my memory, which would also erase everything from the past.
That time that didn't belong to me was really hard.
Everyone in the palace calls me an orphan.
As the name suggests, orphans are undesirable offspring.
Whenever it is quiet at night, I will carefully observe my hand. It is a sharp claw like a beast. If you want to hunt for food, you must not only rely on strength, but also a ruthless heart.
I am not as lucky as Yan Xitong. I have been cared for by my father since I was born. He has what others have, and he will have what others don’t have. As for me, from the beginning to now, everything I hold in my hands has been.
It was earned through hard work and hard work.
But I'm not jealous of Yan Xitong at all.
Like me, he is a lonely person. Although he has everything, except for his father and mother, few people are sincere to him.
I have nothing, but I am happy and carefree, and I am not afraid of losing.
This also develops a strong heart that will never be hurt.
I can't remember how many times I was sent out.
In order to gain people's trust, my father gave me as collateral to this person and to that person.
My first adoptive father was a prince from a certain country. Because I was young, I don’t remember much about him.
The second adoptive father was a general with a heavy army.
He was the old General Sha Yuewen who was ranked second among the Five Tigers at that time. When my father sent me there, Sha Yuewen was already over sixty years old, and his family had a son named Shakshe.
The love and care I had never received from my father since I was a child was all realized in Sha Yuewen. Sha Yuewen treated me extremely well, even better than his son.
Because of this, Sha Yuewen was willing to hand over his military power and retire to his hometown. However, we all underestimated the viciousness of our father. That night, my father ordered people to arrest Sha Yuewen and cut his body into pieces. I risked my life to kill Shaq.
Only by saving Sha's family can the hidden danger be avoided.
From then on, Shakshe became my confidant and obeyed all my orders.
I don’t remember the following adoptive fathers clearly. Some of them treated me as an ancestor, while others ignored me.
