Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

Yinzhen gently patted Wu Xiha's delicate little hand and said with a smile, "Wu Xiha, just play by yourself for a while. I have to quickly prepare the gift for Big Brother. It's Big Brother's birthday the day after tomorrow." He then turned and walked to the table. He carefully picked up an exquisite brocade box and gently opened the lid. Inside was a meticulously carved jade pendant. Yinzhen examined the pendant carefully, a look of satisfaction in his eyes and a slight smile on his lips.

Wu Xiha pouted and looked at her husband, her beautiful eyes flashing with dissatisfaction and expectation. She whispered, "Husband, you actually prepared a birthday gift for your eldest brother yourself, but what about me, the one sitting next to you? Don't I have a share? Humph!" She tilted her head slightly, put her hands on her hips, and made a cute angry look.

Seeing this, Yinzhen quickly put down the brocade box in his hand and walked quickly towards Wu Xiha. He gently pinched Wu Xiha's round little face and said lovingly, "Don't worry, my wife, your gift has been prepared a long time ago, but it's not time to give it to you yet."

Wu Xiha's eyes lit up and she asked curiously, "What is it? Husband, tell me quickly."

Yinzhen shook his head mysteriously, "If I tell you now, there will be no surprise. Please be patient and wait."

Wu Xiha curled her lips, but her displeasure had dissipated considerably. She rolled her eyes, leaned closer to Yinzhen, and said softly, "My dear husband, my brother's birthday is certainly important, but you can't neglect me for too long. You must spend some quality time with me today."

Yinzhen smiled and replied, "Of course, Fu Jin, don't worry."

Wu Xiha hummed coquettishly, and the sound was as sweet and melodious as a yellow oriole singing in a valley: "Well~ then I will punish my husband by making him accompany me for a whole day." She pouted her pink lips slightly, and glanced at the man in front of her with her beautiful eyes, as if she was not angry. She looked so charming and enchanting that it made people intoxicated.

Yinzhen's lips curled up slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of tenderness and doting. He slowly reached out his hand and gently embraced the person in front of him. The person in his arms was slightly startled at first, but soon relaxed and snuggled into Yinzhen's broad and warm embrace. Yinzhen felt the softness and gentleness of the person in his arms, and a sense of satisfaction surged in his heart.

He said softly, "Okay, I won't worry about anything today. I'll just be with you." The things that had troubled Fuchai have already been dealt with.

Wu Xiha opened her red lips and asked tenderly, "The day after tomorrow is my eldest brother's birthday. Will you take me with you then?" Her watery eyes gleamed with anticipation. She tilted her head slightly to gaze at her husband, as if hoping to find a hint of affirmation and commitment in his expression and response.

Yinzhen narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly: "Bring it, of course you have to bring it. After all, you are already married. How can such an occasion be without female relatives?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xiha's face instantly lit up with a smile, as charming as a blooming spring flower. "Thank you, my husband! I will prepare a gift carefully and will not embarrass you," she said, raising her head from Yinzhen's arms, her eyes sparkling.

"My Lady is so thoughtful. My elder brother has always loved antiques, calligraphy and paintings. You can start from this aspect." Yinzhen said while stroking her hair.

Wu Xiha nodded obediently, "I've taken note of it, but my collection is limited, so I'd still like to trouble my husband for some guidance."

Yinzhen chuckled softly and took her hand to the private vault, where many rare treasures were placed. Yinzhen picked out an ancient painting and said, "This painting is an authentic work of a master from the previous dynasty. It is a very suitable gift for my eldest brother.

In the blink of an eye, it was December 13th.

Prince's Mansion

Yiermu woke up from his arms and said: "My husband, I wish you this day every year."

Chenghu gazed at Yiermu lovingly, his eyes filled with tenderness. He whispered, "Thank you, Ranran." Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but lean forward and slowly press his lips against Ranran's petal-like, delicate lips. The kiss was soft and delicate, as if time had stood still. Everything around them seemed unimportant; only the deep affection between them filled the air.

Yiermu raised her hand and pushed his chest: "Husband, get up quickly. There is a birthday banquet today."

Cheng Hu: "Okay, stand up, Ranran, you should wear the red flag dress today."