Nangong Yao was lost in his memories.
That year, the old King suspected that he was not his child and imprisoned him.
He had become a good-for-nothing who could even step on a servant.
That day, it was snowing heavily. He was cold and hungry. He leaned against the high wall and weakly asked for help.
But no one paid him any attention.
Just when he thought he would starve to death, a small white hand reached out from a fist-sized hole.
That small hand was obviously a girl's hand.
She was as slender and delicate as jade.
He took the chocolate and asked her what her name was, but she did not tell him.
From then on, she would bring him food almost every day.
Later, he gave her a jade pendant that he always carried with him to thank her.
He promised that he would never forget her saving grace in this lifetime. If he could survive and regain power in the future, he would definitely repay her well.
