Grandson of Emperor Hongwu: Starting from Saving His Mother

When I opened my eyes, I became Zhu Yuanzhang's eldest grandson, Zhu Xiongying. My grandfather is the Hongwu Emperor, and my father is the Prince Zhu Biao. With my background, I am a sure winner in life. But soon I couldn't laugh anymore - historically, I was going to die this year. Died at the age of eight. After my death, my mother had no one to rely on. Later, when Nanjing was destroyed, she simply disappeared from history without even an ending. Hold. So I want to live. Not only do I have to live by myself, but I also have to live with my mother. But here comes the problem: I am an eight-year-old child, no one listens to my words, and I have to be supported when I walk. How can I fight with those old foxes? It doesn't matter. I have two things - six hundred years of history in my head, and my obsession with my mother in my heart. Grandpa wants to kill Lan Yu? I stopped. Dad is not in good health? I look for medicine. Someone wants to harm me? I let him die first. The eight-year-old grandson of the emperor climbed up step by step in this cannibal palace. Someone asked me: Why are you trying so hard? I said: I hope my mother can live well. But they don't know that I'm planning more than just that…