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

Lecturer Cui took a deep breath and couldn't help wondering if he was seeing things:

Are you kidding me?

Prince!

And he is a prince who is only thirteen years old!

Even though he had some self-control, he couldn't help but stand up and glance down the stairs...

He had been a lecturer in the official school for a long time and had seen countless noble sons and daughters, but no matter how noble they were, they were only relying on the protection of their fathers and grandfathers, just like the princes, nephews and grandsons of the empress dowager.

Even though there are many royal relatives and nobles in the capital, the real princes can be counted one by one!

Where did this thirteen-year-old "Prince of Linqing" suddenly appear from?

You know, the current emperor has no heir, let alone blood brothers!

Lecturer Cui's heart was pounding, his mind was in a mess, and his eyes were just darting around the beautiful scenery in the room. Before he realized that this was inappropriate, he had bumped into a completely unfamiliar face.

A snow-white, delicate face like that of a girl.

But for some reason he didn't dare to take a closer look.

Noticing his somewhat abrupt gaze, a kind of benevolent curiosity and innocence appeared on her face, and a pair of clear and innocent eyes looked back at her...

Lecturer Cui shuddered subconsciously and withdrew his gaze somewhat embarrassedly.

Although he didn't see the young man's features clearly, his keen sense as a Beijing official for a long time made him inexplicably realize something.

Lecturer Cui straightened his clothes and walked out from behind the ebony desk. He walked down the stairs under the confused gazes of the attendants, bowed slightly to the left, and said, "I was ignorant and didn't know that the Prince of Linqing was coming. I am sorry for not welcoming you. I hope that Prince Ning will forgive me."

What prince?

Lou Xiao looked up in confusion. He was just thinking about how to perform for his brother Ning so that he could leave a good impression in front of his master. Then he saw that the always solemn lecturer Cui suddenly put down his lecture table and inexplicably talked about something like "Prince"...

and many more!

what?

Prince?

Prince Ning? ?

Prince Ning???

There was a loud bang in Lou Xiao's head, and a bolt of lightning hit him head-on in the clear sky, shocking him so much that he was stunned.

He turned his head away stiffly, his movements slow, like a crudely carved puppet...

He looked at the delicate and handsome figure beside him in disbelief, his eyes dull, and belatedly uttered three words: "Prince Ning!"

No, he must have heard it wrong...that's why he thought that Brother Ning was the Prince of Linqing mentioned by Lecturer Cui.

But a suspicious blush appeared behind Brother Ning's ears, revealing a slightly embarrassed smile. He even stammered as he explained, "I, I didn't mean to hide this from Brother Lou..."

This time, Lou Xiao was completely petrified.

Ning'er is overwhelmed.

She had never expected that Ling Wei would choose such a time, in front of so many noble sons, and without any warning, give him the title of "Prince of Linqing" that he had always dreamed of.

She screamed silently in her heart, but she had to pretend to be calm and composed on the surface. She bowed respectfully to her master and said, "Ning Chao dare not disturb Master Cui. I hope you will not blame me."

Lecturer Cui quickly turned aside and only half-received her greeting. Just as he was about to reply, a loud shout suddenly rang in his ears: "What?"

It actually scared him!

Then there was another deafening sound:

"You are the prince?!"

Lou Xiao wanted to cover his cousin's mouth with his hands. He tugged at Wen Renxi's arm and shouted in a low voice: "My God, please be quiet!"

Wenren Xi swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth, his face flushed red.

Ning Er could only smile bitterly and wave his hands: "My son has no virtue, and I am in such a high position. I just rely on the saint's mercy."

As soon as the words were spoken, people all around gasped in surprise.

Everyone just came to their senses at this point, and had difficulty digesting this absurd and distorted news:

The young man in front of me, with a figure as slender as a willow and a face as pretty as a girl, is actually a precious prince!

He looks like he is only twelve or thirteen years old!

These pampered young men, who usually prided themselves on their status and looked down on others, could not help but look at Ning'er's face.

Shock, curiosity, confusion, temptation, awe...either hidden or visible, either bold or evasive, for a moment, all eyes were focused on the "Prince of Linqing" who suddenly appeared.

It was Chu Zong who reacted first. He was the grandson of Prince Rong and was of a higher generation than the other sons.

He glanced at Lou Xiao and asked with a smile, "Brother Xiao, Prince Ning has come from afar, and we are ignorant of him. Since you are accompanying him, why didn't you introduce him to us earlier?"

Lou Xiao finally came to his senses. When asked this question, he cupped his hands awkwardly and said vaguely, "It's indeed Lou Xiao's fault."

He subconsciously glanced at Ning Chao's expression, but saw Young Master Ning smiling at him in a soothing manner, and said in a clear voice: "It's not too late to meet now."

As he spoke, he took a step forward, raised his hand and smiled at Chu Zong: "My name is Ning Chao. I was favored by the emperor and summoned back to the capital. I haven't been able to visit you brothers for a while, please forgive me."

There is something indescribably elegant and noble in his behavior.

Chu Zong was startled, and suddenly he remembered a secret that had been circulating in the capital a few days ago:

It was said that His Majesty had brought back a mysterious young man from outside the capital. It was said that the young man was very young, but very noble, and was extremely favored by His Majesty, almost to the point of having whatever he wanted...

Originally, he scoffed at the rumor, thinking it was exaggerated and alarmist by some busybodies.

but……

Looking at the "Prince of Linqing" who seemed like a fairy boy from heaven, Chu Zong sighed in his heart that the rumors were probably groundless.

The young men from several families who were usually on good terms exchanged glances quickly, smiled knowingly, and took two steps forward unnoticed.

Facing the eager eyes around him, Lou Xiao suddenly became alert and realized what kind of responsibility he was carrying.

He hurriedly stepped back half a step, protecting Ning'er behind him, and whispered, "My Lord, don't be embarrassed. If there is anyone you don't like, just tell me."

There was a lot more respect and reserve in the conversation.

Ning Er looked at him in surprise and said, "Brother Lou, you and I are brothers, why do you have to do this?"

She smiled and patted Lou Xiao's arm: "How old am I? How can I be worthy of your title of prince? If Brother Lou still regards me as a friend, please treat me as you did before."

Lou Xiao looked slightly embarrassed and said shyly: "In that case, I am really offended."

"Cousin, the young prince has spoken, why are you so confused?"

Wen Renxi lowered his shoulders, half of his body resting on Lou Xiao's back, and said with a smile: "Don't forget that we are in the hall. If you continue to talk about seniority and intimacy, the master will not agree."

After saying this, he pursed his lips and motioned for everyone to look up the stairs.