In the third year of Yonghui, dark clouds covered the sky above the imperial palace, lightning and thunder crisscrossed each other like a torrential storm. Eighty-one bolts of lightning shook the heavens and earth, and forty-nine bolts of lightning clanged and shone like golden dragons dancing in the sky above Chang'an City. In the first trial, the clouds scattered, the thunder stillness shocked, and the golden dragon circled around the palace three times before sinking into the clear sky after the rain.

The six senses of a newborn baby seemed to have been cultivated in a warm ocean. The memories of his previous life, his current life, and his nine lives slowly surged into his mind under the irrigation of his mother's milk.

"It's the prince! His Majesty is in the front hall. Quickly report it." The woman gasped weakly, her happy face covered in sweat. The palace maids at the side were carefully wiping her face.

"Holy shit … why is my mind so messed up!" As he sucked on the sweet milk, he slowly received the memories into his mind.

His infant-like body was obviously unable to withstand the memories of his previous nine lives. Not long after, he had already fallen asleep in the woman's embrace.

The moment he fell asleep, the young man in the dragon robe walked towards the couch with a happy expression. Under the guidance of the palace maid, he grabbed the woman's hand with one hand and said excitedly, "It's been hard on you to give birth to a prince for me."

The woman's happy face revealed a deep exhaustion. She grabbed the man's hand and shook her head with a smile. She looked at the man quietly and used her fingers to gently caress the baby that was sleeping with milk.

When he woke up again, he was shocked by his own cry. He wanted to shout, but he didn't want to cry. The loud cry alarmed the woman and the palace maids. The woman hurriedly picked him up and hugged him in her arms. She softly coaxed him as she lifted her skirt. The snow-white tall and tall baby did not wait for the woman to move. The baby automatically stretched out its mouth and held it tightly. It began to suck hard.

"Little fellow, you're really a little greedy cat. You'll know what to eat when you wake up." The woman lowered her head happily and looked at her dark and spirited little eyes as she said dotingly.

The palace maids at the side accompanied the woman with a face full of joy as they watched the little fellow enjoy the sweet breast milk with relish.

"Reincarnation? Or rebirth? How is that possible! I've been reincarnated nine times! This is my tenth generation? Are you kidding me? This is …!"

Memories gushed into the baby's mind like seawater, and the baby once again fell asleep with sweet milk in its mouth.

Every time he added something to his memories, it seemed to consume his weak stamina, and breast milk became the best supplement. As time passed, more and more memories poured in as his body grew.

Nine Revolutions Ten Generations! Reincarnation to the tenth generation! But what shocked him was that he was still alive in the 21st century in his previous life. This reincarnation, fate seemed to have played a small joke on him. He did not continue to reincarnate before time, but was like a reincarnated royal in some era!

Lying on the soft couch, a palace maid embraced her small body and gently coaxed him to sleep.

He lay quietly in the palace maid's embrace, trying his best to sort out the memories of the tenth life in his mind. He had never remembered the past nine lives, nor had he remembered the previous life when he was reincarnated. Therefore, he did not remember that he had been reincarnated every time he was reincarnated.

But what was crazy was that in this life, fate and Samsara teased him together. Not only did it allow him to reach the Nine Revolutions Ten Lives that only an Emperor should have, it also allowed him to take away all the memories of his previous nine lives.

Nine Revolutions Ten Lives, but also with all the memories of the previous nine lives! He painfully closed his bright eyes in the palace maid's embrace, but the scene of his previous nine lives appeared in his mind. He had once reincarnated with the famous general of Qin Country, Bai Qi, on the battlefield. He had also been a beggar during the Ming and Hong Wu years, and he had also worked as a businessman and opened a bank during the Qing Dynasty. Even in the 20th century, he was a sailor, traveling with cargo ships all over the world.

In the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties, he used to be a thief along the Qinhuai River for a lifetime and a housekeeper for a wealthy family.

In another life, he was actually a private school teacher for half his life, and finally died of tuberculosis.

However, what made him the most proud was that he was an ordinary person, and also the longest living in his life. In a distant mountain village, he lived for four generations, enjoying the joy of family and was 120 years old!

The most recent reincarnation was to the 21st century, but this time, he died by accident, and it was also the most aggrieved one in his life.

In that life, he actually experienced the same fate as an entertainment star nicknamed Baby. His wife and friends betrayed each other, and the two of them took all the wealth they had worked hard to build and ran overseas, leaving behind an empty company for him.

After spending another three years getting through it, he paid off all the wages he owed his employees and the money he borrowed from his second venture. Finally smoothly prepared to welcome again, life's second time riding the wind and waves, driving in the mountains encountered mudslides, unfortunately passed away.

Each life had its own experiences, each life had a new surname and name, each life had tasted all the joys and sorrows of the world, and each life had experienced the warmth and coldness of others.

In this life, however, his status instantly became high, prince! This background! You don't need to struggle to live a comfortable life. You are born with a luxurious and noble self-attribute. Who would still struggle? Not everyone can enjoy lying comfortably on the palace maids' towering height!

If he wasn't a Ninth Revolution Tenth Generation cultivator, if he didn't have a different surname and name in every generation. If his family had an ancestral grave, they would not be able to smoke for a few days. Only then would they be able to cultivate the blessing of becoming a prince in this life.

Lying on the palace maid's soft and firm body, he closed his eyes and thought about how he should spend his life happily. There was no need to calculate how much money he would spend anymore! You don't have to look at the price to buy clothes anymore! You don't have to look at the numbers behind the menu to go to the restaurant anymore! In short, it was not easy to reincarnate into such a high and mighty lifetime. Even if he didn't spend money like earth and drink heaven, he would not be able to do anything wrong to himself as a prince!

Yes, there will definitely be other princes. As a royal descendant, there will definitely be a lot of siblings of the same father and mother. With our ability to talk to people and fool ghosts in the 21st century, can't we be wise enough to protect ourselves?

As long as we don't compete with them, whoever loves to be the Crown Prince will take over. Whoever wants to inherit the throne will inherit it. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me. I have come to enjoy this life. You can kill each other as much as you like. In any case, I have come to enjoy this life.

Thinking of this, the baby's legs kicked wildly in excitement. His two small hands excitedly grabbed the maid's hair and involuntarily tugged at it. There was nothing he could do about it. He was too young and his body was not under his control.

The palace maid's hair hurt. She whispered. She immediately grabbed the baby's hand and rescued her hair. Her beautiful face looked at him dotingly. She said in a charming voice, "Li Hong's little hand is really strong. He will definitely be a powerful prince when he grows up in the future."

"Li Hong? My name is Li Hong? The Li Clan's Jiang Shan? How many dynasties in China's 5,000-year history were surnamed Li?" Li Hong had a short circuit in his head. 　

If they were born in the Great Tang Dynasty, this … this was not a good phenomenon. It seemed that not many princes in the Great Tang Dynasty had a good ending. They lived to the death … No, not many of them lived to the end of their lives in peace.

Moreover, there was a female Tyrannosaurus rex in the middle of the Great Tang Dynasty, a generation of Empress Wu Zhao. If she was born in the same era as her, wouldn't she … wouldn't she die of old age? Perhaps he was killed at such a young age.

This … why is honor and wealth so far away from him? Li Hong put his small hand in his mouth and bit it. The palace maid took it out for him at the first possible moment. After repeating it a few times, Li Hong fell asleep again.

Newborn babies do not know how precious time is, nor do they know that being a royal descendant is the greatest misfortune in life. Destiny and Samsara, after reincarnating you, will always give you a painful blow when you are caught unprepared. So when you're sensible, you'll always sigh about how unfair Fate really is, how daddy is cheated, how unfair is he! Are you kidding me?

As for Li Hong, he didn't have to wait until he was sensible to curse Fate. He wanted to curse Fate now, but he only knew how to cry and didn't speak, so he was crying and cursing Fate.

Nine Revolutions Ten was reincarnated in the royal family, and fate had given him a noble status in the royal family without having to worry about three meals a day, no need to worry about the leakage of the house, and no need to worry about the leakage of wind and rain.

However, fate was also fair, giving him a cruel and heartless living environment that he could not bear to face! That was the reality that he had to face: his father was called Li Zhi and his mother was called Wu Mei.

His name was Li Hong, Li Zhi's fifth son, Wu Mei's eldest son. He had been the Crown Prince for 19 years and died at the age of 23. He was chased after as Emperor; Posthumous title: filial piety.