Rebirth of His Royal Highness Prince Chenghu

Yuqing Palace

Chenghu gently took Yiermu's hand, looked at her tenderly and said, "Ranran, my father and mother love little Hongyao very much.

Yiermu raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said coquettishly, "That's right, it's too good! Even my husband, who is always steady and reserved, can't help but feel jealous."

After hearing this, Chenghu pretended to be angry and said, "Ranran is teasing me." As he said that, he reached out and gently pinched Yiermu's nose. She smiled and hid in Chenghu's arms.

At this time, a maid's voice came from outside: "Master, Crown Princess, Concubine Li Jia wants to see you."

Yiermu frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes. Chenghu noticed her change of mood, patted her back soothingly, and said, "Let's go see what she wants."

After Concubine Li Jia came in and bowed, she kept looking at Cheng Hu secretly. "I came here today to pay my respects to the Crown Prince.

Yiermu smiled faintly and said, "My sister is thoughtful." Concubine Li Jia smiled apologetically, "But my sister is now fully focused on the young prince, and I am afraid that I have lost a lot of care here." Chenghu's face changed and he scolded, "Don't talk nonsense." Concubine Li Jia was frightened and quickly lowered her head. Yiermu was secretly happy, but said, "My sister, you worry too much. My master and I have a deep love for each other, so he will understand my feelings." After saying this, he gave Concubine Li Jia a provocative look, and Concubine Li Jia had to leave in disgrace.

After Li Jia's concubine left, Yi Ermu leaned against Cheng Hu's arms and whispered, "Master, this sister Li Jia is very thoughtful. I am not entirely focused on the child. Obviously, half of my focus is on you, Master."

Chenghu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile, and said softly: "Really? Then let me take a good look, Ranran, how much space in your heart is reserved for me, your husband." After that, he stretched out his arms and hugged Yiermu into his arms.

He walked towards the bedroom with firm and powerful steps, holding Yiermu in his arms. Every step was filled with a hint of eagerness and anticipation, as if he couldn't wait to explore the secret hidden deep in Ranran's heart.

At this moment, Yiermu, with cheeks flushed like rosy clouds, nestled shyly in Chenghu's broad chest. She could clearly feel the strong heartbeat of Chenghu, the rhythm of which was like a drumbeat, beating her heartstrings.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Chenghu gently placed Yiermu on the bed.

Yiermu lay on the bed and looked at him: "What are you doing, my husband?"

Chenghu supported his hands on both sides of the bed, stared at Yiermu with deep eyes, and said slowly: "Of course, it is to see if Ranran is sincere." After that, his fingers gently stroked Yiermu's cheek. She blushed and gently pushed Chenghu with her hand.

Cheng Hu gently raised his hand and carefully untied her long hair from her bun. His fingers were nimble and gentle, as if he were touching an inestimable treasure.

Then, he naturally stretched out his hands, placed them on both sides of her head, and began to massage gently. His movements were very skillful, with just the right amount of force, and he seemed to know exactly how to make her feel comfortable and relaxed.

"Will it be uncomfortable?" Cheng Hu asked softly, his tone filled with concern and worry. As he massaged her, he watched her face, paying attention to every subtle change in her expression, fearing that his actions would cause her any discomfort.

Yiermu snorted softly, "My husband is so gentle, how can I feel uncomfortable?" After hearing this, Chenghu's hands moved even more gently.

Soon, Yiermu fell asleep in a daze. Chenghu saw this and gently pulled the quilt over her.

Chenghu sat quietly beside the bed, looking at the sleeping Yiermu, his eyes full of doting. At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door. Chenghu frowned and walked out of the room carefully to check. It turned out that Concubine Li Jia was unwilling to be scolded and deliberately picked a quarrel with Yiermu's personal maid.

Chenghu's face darkened, and he whispered, "How can the main court tolerate your insolence?" Concubine Li Jia, seeing Chenghu, immediately changed her expression to one of grievance, and cried out her grievances. Chenghu said impatiently, "Don't play tricks again. If you do it again, I will never forgive you." Concubine Li Jia was so frightened that she didn't dare to say a word.

Chenghu turned back to the room and saw Yiermu turned over, as if she was about to wake up. He hurriedly sat down beside the bed and held her hand. Yiermu opened her eyes and saw Chenghu's nervous expression and smiled slightly. Chenghu said softly: "It's okay, just a little episode." Yiermu sat up and leaned on Chenghu's shoulder.

Cheng Hu gently stretched out his arms, gently embraced her in his arms, and asked with concern: "Ran Ran, did you sleep well?"

Yiermu nuzzled into Chenghu's arms and softly said, "I slept well with my husband by my side." Chenghu's smile deepened as he whispered, "Now that Ranran has had her fill of sleep, isn't it time for you to take care of your husband?" Before he'd finished speaking, he rolled over and pinned Yiermu's delicate form beneath him. At the same time, with a gentle wave of his slender, powerful arm, the gorgeous bed curtains, which had been draped over the edge of the bed, slowly drifted down, as if swept by a gentle breeze, enveloping the two of them.

Yiermu raised her hands and put them around his neck obediently: "Husband, I haven't slept well yet."

Chenghu sighed helplessly, but he couldn't bear to force her, so he lay back down beside her. Yiermu snuggled into his arms and whispered, "My husband, I'm afraid Concubine Li Jia won't let this go."

Cheng Hu stroked her hair and said, "It's okay. With me here, she can't cause any trouble."

Yiermu said with a face full of grievance: "Is it my fault that I didn't push you out? Why is it that every time you come to this main courtyard, Li Jia always makes trouble? Back then, I was full of joy to marry you and become the Crown Princess. Was that a mistake?" As she spoke, crystal tears slid down her fair cheeks, like pearls with broken strings, which made people feel pity.

Cheng Hu wiped the tears from Yiermu's face distressedly, "Ranran, don't cry. She was jealous of you. How can it be your fault?"

Yiermu sniffed, "But I don't want to trouble my husband because of this matter."

Cheng Hu hugged her tightly, "You just need to stay with me at ease."