I was not reborn to be a substitute

In the 22nd year of the Qianli calendar, in the palace——

A hand like an onion tube pushed aside the heavy curtains outside the bed, and the young man in only a thin undershirt got up and sat on the bed made of ancient sandalwood, and tugged twice on the black hair hanging behind his slender waist. After discovering that the long hair really existed, a pair of small hands beat hard on Jingui's head again.

Shuang'er, who was waiting beside him, was timid. Seeing Lu Chenan's actions, he was so frightened that he lost his soul. He hurriedly knelt down in front of him and asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

"You are the only blood of the royal family, don't be too hard on yourself."

The black-haired and black-eyed boy looked down at the girl kneeling in front of him, his pupils suddenly constricted, he bit his lower lip suddenly, and hugged his children tightly in a gaffe.

Shuang'er has been serving Lu Chenan since he was a child, and regards this poor little prince as his own younger brother. Although he deeply felt that the behavior of the two of them was overreaching, he still stretched out his hand and patted Lu Chenan's back lightly. The girl's voice was as soft as The breeze blows into Lu Chen'an's heart: "Your Majesty has dreamed about something bad, it's okay, it's okay."

Lu Chen'an nodded vigorously in Shuang'er's arms, he died again just now, but death is never the end, he was reborn again, or in a real sense.

Not only was he reborn, he also had all his memories restored.The memories of the two lives are entangled, whether it is the cold-hearted Fu Huai in the previous life, or the selfish and violent him in the present life.

The harm done to Lu Chen'an is unforgettable, just like the brand on his body, which will never be forgotten.

If he had wishful thinking towards Fu Huai before and allowed him to trample on him, it would not be the case now.Even if he, Lu Chenan, died, he would never give his sincerity to this kind of person again, never again.

Lu Chenan was thinking in his heart when a young eunuch knelt respectfully not far from him with a shrill voice and said, "Your Majesty, the prime minister begs to see you."

"...Let him in." Huang Chen'an let go of Shuang'er in his arms, stood up, flicked the ivory undershirt twice, stood up calmly, and told the girl: "Shuang'er, go down and rest first. I will send someone to call you when I need you."

After hearing this, Shuang'er shook her head desperately: "The prime minister's visit so late must be to embarrass His Majesty, Shuang'er doesn't want it."

Shuang'er has always been a simple little girl, her face was full of worries about Lu Chenan, Lu Chenan's heart moved slightly, and she also called Shuang'er the most affectionately: "Zhen... I will be fine, don't worry. "

"Can....."

"You are here, how can I have a good talk with the prime minister about state affairs. I want to have a good talk with him." Lu Chenan's eyes that were as soft as nephrite jade before showed a touch of ruthlessness, and as the waves of his eyes flowed, the killing intent quickly disappeared. In the twinkling eyes, Shuang'er almost thought that she was wrong.

"Okay...okay..." Shuang'er was overwhelmed by Lu Chenan's unprecedented temperament, even forgot to say the honorifics, and walked out of the door foolishly.

When Fu Huai entered the door, he happened to pass by Shuang'er. He was wearing a navy blue brocade robe, which draped very well. There was a tall and dignified crane embroidered on it, which was about to fly.

Lu Chenan turned his eyes away from Fu Huai, played with the hickory in his hand, and still sat on the bed without moving.

The moment Fu Huai saw Lu Chenan, his hanging heart was finally relieved, and then what came to his heart was his admiration for Lu Chenan, which he had never told anyone.

The author has something to say: Fu Huai: Your Majesty is pleased with your heart.

Lu Chenan: ...It's too late.

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