Then you can see this strange sight in the palace: the tenth prince carrying a small baby girl running ahead, with a group of palace maids chasing after him.

It's both hilarious and absurd to watch.

When the Tenth Prince finally left the palace, he saw the familiar carriage, sat down, and was already covered in sweat.

A few palace maids, panting, followed behind. Seeing them, the Tenth Prince didn't stop them from getting on the carriage, since he didn't really want someone to look after the baby.

Having a few helpers is not bad.

The Tenth Prince found it all quite amusing to look at Wu Yanmeng, who was peering out the car window with wide eyes.

"Little Fatty Yan, how about your tenth brother takes you out of the palace? You must be so bored staying in the palace for so long! Come on, your tenth brother is coming to visit you today. When you go back, you have to put in a good word for me!"

Wu Yanmeng curiously looked around the streets of the capital, not forgetting to give her tenth brother a disdainful look. Ha, her tenth brother is indeed a little fool, sneaking her out of the palace. Even if she had tried to persuade him, her father would probably have given him a good spanking!

Hehe, anyway, Father Emperor won't beat Tenth Brother to death, so she'll give him one last piece of her favorite pastry. Well, half a piece, I guess.

The little girl, despite her delicate features, was quite cunning and lively, which amused the Tenth Prince.

He couldn't help but look forward to meeting his friend Ma Chang later. Those friends who usually boast about how cute and well-behaved their sisters are, oh, their little sister, their own sister, is much prettier than their sisters!

The confident Tenth Prince thought to himself, and then glanced at the little girl on the window who looked so charming even with the palace maid putting shoes on her. He became even more confident.

The carriage, with its simple exterior and luxurious interior, headed towards the horse farm on the outskirts of Beijing.

Jian'an Horse Ranch.

A group of well-fed, plump horses were gathered in standard cubicles. A thin but reasonably good-looking boy, who appeared to be about seven years old, was being scolded by an older, thin man with a somewhat mean-looking face.

“You little brat! The master said he'd give you food, not that you can slack off! These horses need to be cleaned and fed grass every day. Didn't I tell you? You have to cut the green, newly sprouted grass to feed these horses every day. Look at the grass you cut! It's all yellowish-green, so old! How can the horses handle it? If you make the master's horses sick, let's see how you, this little bastard, this piece of trash, stay here…”

The man became more and more agitated and sarcastic as he spoke. Even from a distance, some people could clearly see the man's ugly face and the little boy's pitiful appearance.

This incident caused the young noblemen who had come to the horse farm to choose a good horse to frown, and the owner who was leading these noblemen wanted to kill the man.

Who is this guy? How dare he cause such a commotion at the horse farm? Could this man be a spy sent by a rival to ruin their business?

The man who raised the horses was just someone recommended by the manager of his horse farm. He didn't pay much attention to him and let him take charge of feeding the horses. He never expected that this man would be so wicked! Bullying a poor kid he had taken in.

The owner's face turned red with anger, but he still had to explain to these rare distinguished guests, "Gentlemen, that man is the one who feeds our horses. He was recommended by someone and hasn't been working there for long. I never expected him to have this kind of personality, bullying my poor child on the road. I... I will fire him immediately!"

The owner breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the young masters' brows had relaxed a little because of his words. Fortunately, he had managed to appease these noble young men; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to do business with these upper-class people.

"This child is fortunate to have the boss's help; the boss is very kind."

One of the most handsome and composed-looking young men spoke up.

His words naturally attracted the attention of the other three boys who were following him.

One of the most lively and handsome young men stepped forward and said, "Alright, alright, let's choose a good horse first, and then wait for the Tenth Prince to arrive to see what surprise he has prepared for us!"

"Okay, okay!"

...

The atmosphere remained unchanged until the man who was bullying the child was discovered.

The man, whose face had turned from pale to red after being scolded by his employer, was kicked out like a rat in a ditch.

The child who had just been bullied lowered his head, his eyes filled with a ferocity beyond his years, staring at the retreating figure of the man who was fleeing in a disheveled state, his gaze filled with a venomous malice.

He hasn't been pointed at and cursed in a long time! Ha, he'll make that man wish he were dead.

On the other side, in the Tenth Prince's carriage, for the sake of the little princess, the carriage was still slowly driving towards the horse farm.

As the car approached a corner on the side of the road, the wheels seemed to hit something, making a "bang" sound.

Inside the carriage, the Tenth Prince was still guessing what he had bumped into.

The next second, the guard in charge of driving the horses cried out in panic, "Your Highness, the carriage has hit and killed someone!"

Before the Tenth Prince could react to what the guard said, he had already instinctively rolled over quickly.

Sure enough, a dirty little child was lying next to the carriage wheel. He looked even smaller than Qingyan, so the guards didn't notice him because of his height until the wheel hit him.

At that moment, the Tenth Prince felt as if the sky had fallen.

He was already going to be punished for sneaking his little sister out today, but on top of that, he had run over and killed a child. The boy immediately imagined his father's majestic and furious face, the kind that would personally beat him to death!

Tenth Prince: !!! I'm doomed!

It was Wu Yanmeng, still inside the carriage, who pulled aside the trembling maid and slipped out.

Looking at the child lying on the ground whose face was not clearly visible, Wu Yanmeng subconsciously felt a sense of relief.

He quickly ran to the child's side, his short, stubby fingers touching the child's nose to check for breath: "Tenth Brother! He's still breathing! Quick, save him!"

The child's innocent voice woke the Tenth Prince from his nightmare. He touched the child's nose with suspicion and found that the child was still breathing. "Quick, find a doctor by the roadside!"

The guard who had just exclaimed in surprise reacted quickly and ran towards the nearby clinic.

A moment later, an old man, supported by a guard and carrying a medical kit, came running over, panting.

Seeing the child lying on the ground, looking like a beggar with internal injuries and too afraid to move, the doctor roughly understood the situation. Without taking a break, he raised his hand to feel the child's pulse.

Upon touching the child, the old man hesitated, examined the child's body again, and looked around at the several people around him who were clearly master and servant, their eyes filled with confusion.

"Young master, didn't you say this child was knocked unconscious?"