Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

Inside Kunning Palace, Chenghu stepped lightly into the main hall, holding a scroll in his hand. He bowed politely and said, "Your son greets you, mother."

Qingyao opened her red lips and spoke lovingly, "Tuantuan, how come you have time today to come visit mother?"

Cheng Hu said respectfully, "My mother sent me a scroll. I have carefully selected two of my favorites. Please take a look."

Qingyao opened her red lips and smiled sweetly, "Oh? You've made up your mind so quickly? Let me take a look."

Cheng Hu gently opened the scroll, and a portrait of an elegant and refined woman came into view. He smiled and said, "This painting was carefully selected for me by my brothers."

Qingyao studied the scroll, nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, this woman is quite good-looking.

Cheng Hu responded calmly: "It's all my brothers' choice."

Qingyao smiled and asked, "This is a major event for you, marrying a wife. How can you let your brothers choose for you?"

Cheng Hu said with a smile: "Mother is fine, my brothers are willing to share this responsibility, and I am happy to follow their lead."

Qingyao sighed softly, "You, if this continues, Baocheng and Yuanyuan will probably be misled by your indulgence and let them handle the wedding for you."

Cheng Hu comforted her, "Don't worry, mother. My two younger brothers are of pure character and will never lose their chastity because of favor. Besides, the future wife will definitely get along well with them. They are naturally delighted to have chosen their own."

Qingyao glanced at the scroll and pondered for a moment, "Tuantuan, you can make Fucha the legitimate wife. As for Niuhulu, how about making her a concubine? After all, Niuhulu already has a thriving harem."

Cheng Hu's heart was moved when he heard this, and a blush spread across his face. He whispered, "It's all up to my mother to decide."

Qingyao smiled slightly and said, "Tuantuan, mother will make the decision for you, but you also need to be satisfied with Fucha."

Cheng Hu's deep eyes flashed with trust: "What my mother chooses for me will definitely satisfy me."

Qingyao smiled gently, like a spring breeze: "In two days, I will plan to hold a banquet, and you can take the opportunity to see the elegance of Fucha. If you are interested, I will discuss with your father and make this marriage a success."

Cheng Hu nodded respectfully: "I will follow Mother's arrangements in everything."

Qingyao said softly, "The choice of Fu Jin is about your wishes, and it should be up to you to satisfy your heart."

Cheng Hu: "If Mother thinks Fu Cha is suitable, then choose Fu Cha."

Qingyao: "No rush, let's talk about it after the banquet."

Cheng Hu said softly, "I still have some unfinished business, so I won't bother you any more."

Qingyao: "Go ahead and get busy. Remember to take care of yourself."

Chenghu: "I've got it in mind, son." He walked out.

On the palace road, Chenghu walked leisurely towards Yuqing Palace with calm steps, and the tender voice of a child lingered in his ears.

Yinzhen called out anxiously, "Xiaoyi, please don't fight with me for that cake!"

Yin's eyes gleamed with desire as he begged softly, "Tenth Brother, can you give me two pieces?"

Yinzhen remained unmoved and responded firmly: "No."

Following the sound, Chenghu caught a glimpse of two little fat boys arguing over pastries.

Yin? was the first to arrive, snatched the cake, and then ran away.

Yinzhen hurriedly walked, calling out: "Xiao Shiyi, quickly return the cakes to me!"

Yin? quickly hid behind the person who came, his chubby little hands covered in stains tightly grasping the clothes.

Yinzhen was caught off guard and collided with the intruder's leg in an instant. The force of the collision made him fall to the ground.

Cheng Hu reached out and grabbed the little chubby boy hiding behind him, picked him up by his clothes and asked, "Whose little chubby boy are you?"

Yin struggled: "Put me down."

Cheng Hu tapped his nose lightly and said jokingly, "You little fellow, you actually call yourself 'young master' in front of me? How audacious, little fellow."

When Yinzhen heard the visitor’s name, he bowed his head and greeted meekly: "My younger brother pays his respects to my elder brother, the Crown Prince." He showed his full respect.

Cheng Hu's eyes flashed with doubt, and he asked softly, "Which brother of mine are you?"

Yinzhen whispered, "I am the tenth prince Yinzhen, and my mother is Concubine Yi; he is the eleventh prince Yinzhen, and his mother is Concubine Wen."