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

In Emperor Zhao Yuan's silence, cold sweat flowed down Chu Zheng's brow, winding into his eyes little by little, bringing a slight stinging pain.

But he didn't dare to move or blink.

Finally, he heard His Majesty's voice again: "So, you don't like Lin's daughter?"

Chu Zheng bowed his head and said, "Reporting to Your Majesty. A woman's reputation is so precious that I dare not slander her lightly. Miss Lin and I met once in the past, but we have not seen each other for many years. It was a coincidence that we met today. Chu Zheng already has a wife, and Miss Lin has something to do with my second brother. Whether she is happy or not is out of the question."

Emperor Zhaoyuan chuckled and said, "It's hard to say whether I like it or not. Lin, what do you think?"

Ning'er was startled and turned her head to look, only to find that Lin Ruozhan had opened his eyes and woke up at some point.

She leaned over and asked with concern: "Sister Lin, how do you feel?"

Lin Ruozhan slowly shook her head and uttered a few words: "I'm fine." Her face was pale, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at Chu Zheng steadily.

It was not until she heard the emperor's question that she seemed to have just woken up from a dream. She struggled to get up and saluted to Emperor Zhao Yuan with difficulty: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty live long."

Ning'er saw that she could not even stand steadily and reached out her hand to help her, but Lin Ruozhan gently stopped her and insisted on completing the ceremony.

Her gaze swept across Ning'er, Zen Master Fajing and others, and finally stopped on the corner of His Majesty's robe.

She didn't understand why His Majesty suddenly came to Chengguo Temple? Not too early or too late, but here. But she couldn't remember what happened when she was unconscious just now, and she had no idea how much His Majesty knew.

Having alarmed the Emperor and lost his composure in front of Chu Zheng, Lin Ruozhan experienced great joy and sorrow. Only at this moment did he realize the shame and remorse.

She heard His Majesty ask her, "Lin, what do you think?"

But as soon as I opened my mouth, before I could say anything, tears started flowing uncontrollably.

Ever since that first glimpse of him on the lake that year ago, her heart had been completely devoted to him. For five years, more than 1,800 days and nights, she thought about him all the time, longed for him, and waited for him.

God knows how happy she was when they met in the temple. She thought he was her fiancé, that they were destined to be together, a romantic legend that could not be written in a storybook.

But who could have known that in the blink of an eye, her beautiful dream would be shattered and fate played such a cruel joke on her!

She was thrown from the clouds into the abyss of despair without any preparation or warning.

He could be anyone, but why is he Chu Zheng?

He is the prince of Prince Rui’s Mansion, Chu Yue’s elder brother… He is the person closest to her, yet the most unlikely person!

Lin Ruozhen gritted his teeth and used all his strength to hold back his tears, "Reply to your Majesty."

"Everything is just as the prince said..." She answered in a hoarse voice, "I didn't have time to thank you for saving my life in the past. I met you today because I want to thank you, the prince."

She turned towards Chu Zheng and bowed tremblingly: "Thank you, Prince... Ruozhen, I will never forget you."

Her voice contained great pain and struggle, and even Chu Zheng could not help being moved.

Ning'er turned her head away reluctantly. Lin Ruozhan's infatuation with that man was as passionate as it was before, but it was so sad now.

She walked slowly to her side and whispered, "Sister Lin, I'll go back with you."

Lin Ruozhen glanced at Ning'er, pulled the corners of his lips, and revealed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Go back, where to go?"

Ning'er took her hand and said, "It's not too late now. Madam Lin is waiting for us."

She glanced at Chu Huan, mouthed to him: "Wait for me", and then half-supported and half-helped Lin Ruozhan away.

It was not until Ning'er's figure completely disappeared in the alley that Chu Huan withdrew his gaze, smiled and shook his head, and asked Fa Jing beside him: "Master, what do you think of her?"

Fa Jing chanted the Buddha's name and said with a smile, "I guess this is the little donor that your majesty has in mind."

Chu Huan nodded and responded gently: "Yes, it's Ning'er."

Fa Jing put his palms together in front of his chest and said: "As bright as the moon in the clouds, as white as the snow on the mountain. If such a true and pure person were not there for Your Majesty, I am afraid that his life span would not exceed fifteen years. But if Your Majesty always takes care of him, he can live a hundred years in peace and enjoy the bliss of heaven and earth."

Hearing such harsh words again, Chu Huan's heart was no longer as uneasy and anxious as before, but was filled with violence.

He looked at Fa Jing calmly and said confidently: "Master, just wait and see. As long as I am here, she will live a long life and be envied by everyone in the world."

Fa Jing smiled and said, "It is a blessing for the people of the world that I can make Your Majesty do this."

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Looking at the distraught young lady, Guiyun and Songluo almost cried: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

But Lin Ruozhen ignored him and just stared blankly at the bronze mirror. Ning'er finally spoke up and ordered, "Go get some water and help your sister clean her face and put on makeup again. Do it the same way as before and be quick."

Songluo held back her tears as she opened the dressing drawer and took out a comb. Fortunately, the girl's dress was not stained and did not need to be changed.

Lin Ruozhan sat there motionless, not saying a word, allowing the maids to manipulate her like a porcelain doll.

Guiyun and Songluo were very nimble and were almost done. Ning'er sighed as she watched. She held a small mirror in front of Lin Ruozhen and said softly, "Sister Lin, look at this. How can you go in front of the ladies like this?"

Lin Ruozhen's eyes moved straightly, and after looking at the person in the glasses, who looked like a withered tree and had a dead heart, he finally moved his lips: "Ke Ning'er, I, I can't laugh."

Ning'er knelt down, half-held her hand, and said earnestly: "Sister, I know you feel bad. But this is Chengguo Temple. In addition to the old lady of the Lin family, there are also Princess Rui and Madam Zhou. If they find out something wrong, won't there be endless troubles?"

She stared into Lin Ruozhen's eyes: "Sister, no matter how upset you feel, you have to hold on to the end of this scene, and then talk about it. Don't tell me," she held her hand tightly, "are you willing to lose face in front of the princess?"

These words finally encouraged Lin Ruozhan. She swallowed deeply several times and tried to force back the tears in her eyes.

She raised her head and said in a crying voice: "Ning'er, you are right. I have lost all my face in front of the prince. I can't, I can't be looked down upon by the princess again."

Ning Er pulled her up and hugged her gently: "Yes, Sister Lin, you still have a tough battle to fight. You have to cheer up."

As their bodies intertwined, she leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Don't forget, there's also the matter of Second Young Master Chu."

Lin Ruozhen's whole body trembled slightly, and Ning'er's words exploded in her mind like thunder: "Sister Lin, you have to think carefully about what to do about the marriage in the Rui Palace?"