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

When this matter was mentioned, Ning'er's attention was diverted from Luo Peng's previous words. She was stunned for a while and shook her head: "I don't know."

She unconsciously played with the jade pendant around her waist, and suddenly said, "No matter how I think about it, this matter is really... even stranger than what is sung in the opera."

"You know, Sister Lin has been thinking about that man for many years. For him, she even disobeyed her parents' orders... But she happened to meet him today at the wedding reception! Before she could be happy for long, she found out that the man was actually the eldest brother of her fiancé!"

Ning Er sighed, "Tell me, is it true that there is no such coincidence in the world?"

Seeing her describing it vividly, Chu Huan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Yes, it's really a rare thing."

Following her movements, his eyes moved to the Begonia jade pendant tied around Ning'er's waist: "Huh? I didn't expect you to wear this today."

Chu Huan smiled: "This is really a coincidence."

Ning'er looked down and then remembered what happened before. She asked hurriedly, "What's so strange about this jade pendant? Princess Rui also stared at it and asked a question before."

Chu Huan smiled and said, "No wonder she was staring at me. This thing was originally a birthday gift from the Rui Palace to congratulate the emperor on my twenty-year-old coming of age."

Ning Er was surprised and said, "Ah, how did it get to me? No one told me. I came here in a hurry this morning and just took it out of the jade box and put it on."

She was about to pick it in a hurry, but Chu Huan held her hand and said with a smile: "What's the big deal? I just sent someone to give it to you because it looks good."

He recalled: "This jade pendant originally belonged to my royal grandmother, and was later given to the old Princess Rui, who then passed it on to her son, and it eventually returned to the palace."

Ning'er saw that his tone was light, but there was something indescribably thrilling in those few words.

She vaguely understood something, but was mostly confused. She said to Chu Huan, "Since it has such a history, wouldn't it be a waste for me to tie it up carelessly? It would be better for Your Majesty to take it back."

Chu Huan said gently, "What nonsense are you talking about? Since it was given to you, it is naturally yours. No matter where it came from, can you not wear it?"

Ning'er was a little surprised: "Your Majesty is a man, but the shape of this jade pendant is clearly that of a girl. Why would the Rui Palace present it to you as a birthday gift?"

Chu Huan heard this and looked at her with relief: "If it weren't for the birthday gift, this thing would not have been delivered to me. By then, I had been in power for several years, and I had sorted out all the affairs of the court and the country. There was only one thing I didn't do."

Ning Er asked hurriedly: "What?"

Chu Huan's expression was a little subtle: "Of course it's about the wedding."

"Even men from ordinary families, when they are 20 years old, should marry and start a family. What about the emperor? I have not married yet, and those who criticize me see it, how can I not be anxious?"

Ning Er seemed to understand: "Could it be that Princess Rui sent this jade pendant to urge you to establish a queen?"

Chu Huan straightened his posture slightly, a trace of smile poured out of his eyes: "Of course not. She is surrendering."

Surrender? Ning'er looked puzzled.

Chu Huan nodded: "Prince Rui's Mansion is telling me that they have admitted defeat."

Seeing this, Wu Shilu quickly and obediently pulled Luo Peng along and retreated quietly.

Luo Peng was pulled out by him, confused, and couldn't help but ask, "Manager Wu, what's going on? Are you going to let His Majesty and Ning'er stay in there?"

Wu Shilu cried out, "My Lord Luo, Your Majesty dares to say those words, but I dare not listen to them. Listen to my advice, we are not Master Ning, so it is better to avoid him at this time."

It has to be said that there is a reason why Eunuch Wu is able to surpass his peers and sit firmly in the position of the first steward of Qianming Palace.

Chu Huan looked at Ning'er with a smile and said more bluntly: "My father and the old Prince Rui are brothers, close relatives from the same mother. At that time, my father suddenly became seriously ill, and the court was in turmoil due to internal and external troubles. I was still young, and it was uncertain whether I could grow up, let alone take responsibility for the country. Some people in the court thought that we should choose another virtuous royal family to inherit the ancestral temple, and the most popular one was the lineage of Prince Rui."

"Although the old Prince Rui was only three years younger than my father, he was strong and healthy, and his eldest son was already eighteen years old. No matter how you look at it, he was much more reliable than an ignorant child."

Ning'er had heard Lin Ruozhan talk about this past event before, but she was a subject, so she was naturally cautious in her words when mentioning such royal secrets.

But Chu Huan's words were much colder and crueler: "At that time, one faction in the court believed that the crown prince should be adopted from a royal family member, while another faction proposed to follow the example of the previous dynasty and let the younger brother inherit the throne after the elder brother. The funny thing is that the two factions attacked each other and quarreled endlessly, but no matter which faction, they all valued the lineage of King Rui, the only difference was whether to establish the father or the son."

Shocked, Ning Er blurted out: "How could this be?"

Chu Huan smiled and said, "Why not? Who among the civil and military officials in the court is a fool? Seeing that the emperor is seriously ill and dying, they naturally have to plan for their own wealth and future. Moreover, with the reputation of righteousness, who dares to risk the world's disapproval and entrust the country to a five-year-old child?"

Ning'er couldn't help but feel anxious: "What should I do?"

Chu Huan looked at her worried expression, gently touched her head, and said with emotion: "It's all thanks to my father..."

His tone was filled with heavy memories: "That night, my father vomited blood several times, and everyone thought he would not survive. The maid who served me cried and sent me to my father's bedroom. The implication was that I should see him one last time."

"When my father saw me, he had just woken up from several comas and could hardly speak a word. He could only open his eyes with difficulty and looked at me with tears in his eyes. He held my hand tightly all night and never let go. He only said one sentence to me..."

"My son, you shall be the Son of Heaven!"

In one word, all the ministers' hopes for Emperor Tianqing to pass on the throne before his death were extinguished, as well as the Rui Wang Mansion's ambition to replace its elder brother with its younger brother.

Later, it was he who miraculously stayed on the sickbed for three years until he finally sent Chu Huan to the throne.

He sighed, "Everyone says that the late emperor was blessed with great fortune, which allowed him to live three more years. But no one knows how much suffering and pain my father endured during those three years... Many times I thought that maybe leaving early would be a relief for my father. But my father never had the slightest thought of retreating or slacking off, and he held on until I was eight years old."

Ning Er was speechless after hearing this, and could only say: "The late emperor, you really loved your son deeply..."

"Love for his son is deep, yes," Chu Huan sighed, "Father must insist on letting me succeed to the throne, not for the sake of the ancestral temple and the country, but to save my life!"

Ning Er was horrified, and felt her hands and feet go cold: "Could it be that King Rui had once..."

A hint of coldness emerged in Chu Huan's eyes, but in an instant, it was replaced by tenderness as he looked at Ning'er.

He whispered, "Ning'er, you have to remember that a man is innocent unless he possesses a treasure. If my father really abdicates the throne to King Rui, how can I, as the orphan of the previous emperor, live in peace?"

"So, what we are fighting for is not just the throne, but our lives and property."

The same thing happened in Xinyuan Marquis Mansion.