Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 818 - 816 He is Happy

Chapter 818: Chapter 816 He is Happy

Xia Ningxing gazed at his resolute and cold handsome profile, a peculiar feeling welling up inside her.

She did not really understand this dynasty, but she could imagine how difficult it must have been for him, a son of a palace maid, in the depths of the palace.

He must have been bullied by many, right?

Just like she was in the orphanage, where many of the children bullied her because she was young.

But she wasn’t afraid, because from a young age she knew she was different from others, possessing incredible strength, and whoever hit her, she hit back fiercely.

Eventually, no one dared to provoke her.

However, he was in a strictly ritualistic ancient palace, probably not even daring to fight back.

"You must have had a hard time..." Xia Ningxing pursed her lips, feeling quite sympathetic towards him.

Lu Tingli poured himself another drink, nodding his head as he met her eyes and continued, "It has been tough. From childhood, because of my mother’s lowly status, I was always bullied in the palace. Despite being a prince, even an eunuch and a Palace Attendant would bully me."

He took another drink.

It seemed the only way to numb his heart filled with hatred and pain.

"My academic performance was actually the best among all the princes, but to hide my capabilities, I had to pretend to be utterly clumsy because only then would they feel I posed no threat and I could preserve my life."

"But Noble Consort Lang still wouldn’t let me go, trying to poison me. However, the poison mistakenly ended up being consumed by my mother, and later ended with her being blamed unjustly and dying through the influence of others covering up the incident."

"That wasn’t the end; she tried to kill me several times afterwards. Fortunately, I was precocious from a young age, dodging countless overt and covert attacks. Later, when she saw that I was truly mediocre, thinking that I posed no threat, she finally gave up on killing me."

"Since then I have vowed to make Noble Consort Lang pay dearly for the blood debt of my mother and me!"

"Now that I have avenged half of this great vengeance, it feels satisfying!"

He seemed to consider her an old friend as he shared his difficult life story with her.

His tone was very calm, his eyes unwavering as if he wasn’t speaking of his own story but that of an irrelevant person.

But the more he was like this, the more Xia Ningxing could sense his inner pain and torment, and the overwhelming hatred.

Strangely, Xia Ningxing felt quite heartbroken for him; her mind even began to visualize it.

The little him, in order to protect himself, had to hide his skills, enduring the bullying from his siblings and various palace attendants, and perhaps sometimes he couldn’t even get a full meal.

Lu Tingli downed the wine in his cup: "Xia Ningxing, do you know that I fought desperately to get that position, not because I wanted to be emperor, but if possible, I would rather have been a commoner with living parents, loving siblings, marrying and having children, living a peaceful and calm life."

Xia Ningxing was stunned, staring at him blankly as if judging whether he was telling the truth or lying.

His gaze was exceptionally serious and longing.

It was clearly true.

So the poem he wrote before about his longing for a pastoral life was actually true!

For some reason, Xia Ningxing thought he was quite impressive.

After all, there are not many people in this world who can resist the temptation of the throne, possessing supreme authority, surrounded by beauty in the palace—that would be such a gratifying thing!

Lu Tingli sneered, "But alas, I was born within the deep confines of the palace. My destiny is determined: I shall either become a stepping stone under someone’s feet for their ascent to the throne or have others become stepping stones for me."

"Only by ascending to that position can I have the power to protect myself and those whom I wish to protect." While saying this, Lu Tingli’s piercing gaze lingered on the delicate and beautiful face of the young girl.

"Otherwise, if another prince ascends, the only future waiting for me would be imprisonment or death."

If the person in that position wishes so, he could find countless reasons to condemn you to death.

Sadly, you can’t even argue, and you can only accept your fate!

Why should it be so!

Is he an ant, to be killed at others’ whims?

He has had enough of those days filled with fear; he must seize control of his life, so he must sit in that position!

"You will certainly ascend to the position you desire." Xia Ningxing extended her hand and patted his shoulder comfortingly, "Now only Prince San and Prince Si are left. These two have always been at odds; next, we just need to sit back and watch the tigers fight."

"Not only that, but we also need to give them a little push, otherwise their fight won’t be fierce enough," Lu Tingli’s deep voice floated into Xia Ningxing’s ears.

After taking a glance at him, Xia Ningxing immediately understood his intentions.

As these two fight each other, the victor will inevitably turn his attention to defeating him, even though he may not seem threatening in the public eye, he is still a prince after all.

And a prince may have the chance to succeed to the throne.

Thus, to ensure nothing goes wrong, the eventual victor will have to eliminate Lu Tingli.

But rather than being eliminated by someone else, it’s better to take his own action first, making the final victor desperate, thinking he’s the only heir left. If the emperor were to remain healthy and live another hundred years, the winner would be in a rush, for who wants to be the Crown Prince for decades?

At that time, he might commit treason, such as forcing a palace coup or demanding an abdication.

When that moment comes, Lu Tingli could use the pretext of protecting the emperor to lead troops into the palace to purge the traitors and thus reap the benefits.

Xia Ningxing pondered for a moment: "This plan is excellent, but executing this plan still requires a right opportunity."

After all, faking one’s death is not so easy to feign.

A slight mishap would mean the crime of deceiving the emperor, punishable by beheading and confiscation of property.

Lu Tingli said, "It will be soon. According to the news from my men, there have been frequent bandit disturbances in the south. The court will surely dispatch troops to suppress them, and I will take the initiative to ask the emperor to assign me the task of transporting provisions and other supplies."

This is arduous and thankless work, but it also requires the emperor’s trust. So, logically and emotionally, the emperor will not refuse him; instead, he will highly praise him.

Xia Ningxing nodded, "Then remember to be careful."

"I will." Touched by the concern, Lu Tingli chuckled in response.

This was the first time in his life that he had been cared for, even if the girl might have said it casually.

But to him, it felt genuinely warming!

Overjoyed, he could not help but drink more.

Xia Ningxing reached out with her slender, appealing fingers, took the wine cup from his hand, and frowned, "Prince, you should drink no more. A little drink cheers, extensive drinking harms the kidneys!"