After His Majesty was reborn, the poor little girl in his previous life was spoiled to death

Now it is late spring, and the breeze blowing in your face is mixed with a distinct warmth. Even in a bleak and desolate place like Sigu Mountain, lush green is emerging from the cracks in the rocks and the ground.

The two walked straight to a place where the horses could no longer move. Chu Huanfang helped Ning'er get off the horse and patted Wuxiang: "You stay here and don't run around. Do you understand?"

Wuxiang blinked his long eyelashes, turned his big, bright grape-like eyes, and gently pawed the ground with his front hooves, signaling to his owner, "I understand."

Ning Er looked at him curiously and couldn't help asking him, "Does Wu Xiang really understand?"

Chu Huan looked at his beloved horse tenderly: "It's very smart. As the saying goes, horses understand human nature, and this is not just talk. Some veterans' war horses are their closest and most loyal comrades. If their masters are injured, they know how to save them. If their masters unfortunately die, there are even stories of beloved horses weeping and fasting to die for their masters."

"I personally raised Wuxiang when he was born. I'm not bragging, but he is naturally three times smarter than other horses."

Wuxiang seemed to understand that his master was praising him, and he snorted with some pride, which made Ning'er laugh.

Chu Huan stroked its mane and encouraged Ning'er: "It has seen you several times, and it already recognizes you. Why don't you try calling its name?"

Ning'er imitated Chu Huan, gently placed her hand on Wuxiang's shoulder, and whispered, "Wuxiang?"

Wuxiang recognized her voice, turned around and gently rubbed Ning'er's palm. His fur was smoother and shinier than the finest silk, and his strength was very gentle, as if he knew that he must not hurt the delicate girl in front of him.

"It rubbed against me!" Ning'er was immediately flattered and said in surprise, "Really. I still remember that it had a bad temper when it came to Sigu Mountain last time."

Chu Huan smiled with satisfaction. He took out a piece of yellow rock candy from his bag and put it in Ning'er's hand: "Feed it to it, and it will like you."

Ning'er nervously spread out her palms and put the rock sugar in front of Wuxiang's mouth. Sure enough, it shook its head with great joy and licked it carefully with its tongue.

Chu Huan praised, "So good." It was worth the time he spent training Wuxiang beforehand.

After feeding the horse with candy, Ning'er reluctantly separated from the horse and repeatedly asked Chu Huan, "Will it be dangerous if I leave it here alone?"

Ling smiled and said, "Don't worry, if there really is something, it can run faster than the two of us. What's more, at a glance, there are only two of us here. I don't think anything will happen."

Ning'er talked with him while walking towards her mother's tombstone.

Chu Huan seemed to be in a very good mood. He looked at the little girl walking in front of him and asked her calmly, "Who do you think I am?"

Ning'er's back froze. She laughed dryly and changed the subject: "That's nothing. I just never thought you were His Majesty. Besides, I only know a few people. There's no point in guessing."

Chu Huan nodded: "I see." He smiled meaningfully, "I thought you called me Second Brother Chu because you thought I was the second son of some royal family."

Ning Er laughed twice: "How could that be?"

Chu Huan smiled, but teased her deliberately: "For example, the second son of the Rui Palace whom you met at the banquet today is called Chu Yue. By the way, it is said that he has some connection with the Xinyuan Marquis Mansion."

Ning Er turned around and looked at him lightly, puffing her cheeks: "Okay, you're asking even though you already know the answer!"

Chu Huan keenly grasped the key point: "So, Ning'er really mistook me for that kid Chu Yue? No wonder she mentioned that I wanted to discuss marriage, and she was so sure about it. It turns out that she mistook me for Lin Ruozhen's fiancé!"

Ning Er was shocked. How could Ling Wei's mind work so quickly? She quickly denied it, "I never said that."

Ling glanced at her with a smile: "You haven't said it, or haven't thought about it?"

Ning'er was really an honest and obedient child. After hearing Chu Huan say this, she immediately felt a little embarrassed. She almost admitted, "But who made it such a coincidence? Your last name is Chu, his last name is also Chu, you are the second child, and he is also the second child. The first time I met you was at the Flower Festival Banquet, and you said you had an old relationship with the Marquis..."

With so many coincidences, how could she be blamed for making a mistake? Ning Er counted them all and became confident: "Come to think of it, how can you blame me? Who told you not to tell me clearly? I was worried about you for a long time."

Chu Huan listened to her with a smile, nodding his head as he listened, and said in a submissive manner: "Yes, it's all my fault. But why are you worried about me? Is there something wrong with the eldest daughter of the Lin family's marriage?"

Ning Er was surprised and asked, "How did you guess that?" She suddenly realized what was happening and quickly covered her mouth, looking at Chu Huan warily, "Don't try to trick me. This is a private matter for my daughter, I will never tell you."

In a hurry, Ning'er was so focused on talking that she almost forgot to look at her feet. She suddenly stepped on a loose stone, and her balance suddenly became unstable, and she fell forward.

Chu Huan was so frightened by her that he forgot what he was about to say. He rushed over and quickly reached out to grab her: "Be careful!"

He reacted very quickly, but Ning'er, due to inertia, bumped into his chest. She felt a black screen in front of her eyes and cried out in pain: "Ah!"

Chu Huan was still in shock, and quickly steadied himself and supported her, anxiously asking, "What's wrong?"

Ning'er covered her face tightly with her hands, and started crying as she spoke: "It hurts so much..."

This half-coquettish, half-painful tone made Chu Huan's heart soften all of a sudden. He was so confused that he could only ask, "Let go quickly, let me see what's wrong? Is it serious? Is there bleeding?"

Ning'er was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes. She covered her nose with one hand and reached for her handkerchief out of habit with the other hand. She said in a muffled voice, "It just hit my nose. Hurry up! I'm going to have a nosebleed!"

But she forgot that she was wearing men's clothes today, and the place where she usually put her handkerchief was empty.

"What?" Chu Huan was shocked and quickly reached out to hold Ning'er's neck, "Lift your face up first."

After the pain passed, Ning'er slowly put down her hand. Sure enough, the tip of her small nose was hit red, but fortunately no blood was seen immediately.

Chu Huan felt so distressed that he quickly took out a handkerchief from his bosom and gently covered Ning'er's nose, saying to himself, "Does it hurt? It's all my fault."

Ning Er covered her nose and said in a muffled voice, "Of course it's your fault. What did you put on your chest that's so hard? It feels like hitting a wall, it hurts. Can you help me see if your nose is collapsed?"

Chu Huan was both worried and amused. He coaxed her to put her hand down, and after a careful examination, he reluctantly felt relieved: "Fortunately, the bones are not injured, and the bridge of the nose is fine. It's just that the nose was hit, it must be very painful."

He felt very regretful. If he had known this would happen, he should not have said that, causing Ning'er to get hurt.

Ning'er recovered from the pain, but looked at the handkerchief in her hand curiously. She said to Chu Huan in shock, "There is a golden dragon embroidered on this handkerchief. Could it be a dragon handkerchief?"