After His Majesty was reborn, the poor little girl in his previous life was spoiled to death

When Ning'er woke up, it was already pitch black. She had taken some tranquilizing medicine and slept for a long time during the day. She woke up unexpectedly in the middle of the night.

She had a very good rest that night. She touched her neck and found that the burning pain when she breathed had mostly disappeared.

Ning'er gently lifted the bed curtain, and a faint moonlight came through the window lattice. She saw Chuncao lying on a low couch not far away with her clothes on, sleeping soundly.

She didn't want to wake Chuncao up, so she sat up quietly without saying a word. Unexpectedly, her knee touched something hard. She subconsciously reached out to touch it, but touched a wooden box wrapped in brocade.

This thing was lying right inside her, and it was obvious that it was not originally placed on the bed. Ning'er was a little surprised, it was as if someone had quietly stuffed it into her quilt after she fell asleep, and placed it on the inside to conceal it from others.

For some reason, she suddenly felt curious. She reached out and slowly took out the square box, then opened a crack, confirmed that Chuncao was still asleep, then leaned over and rolled up the bed curtains.

With the help of the faint light, Ning'er gently opened the package, and inside was an extremely delicate and elegant wooden box. The jade-inlaid patterns on the surface reflected soft light.

Ning'er usually stayed in Songshou Hall and had seen many treasures during her daily life, but none of them could compare to the small sandalwood box in front of her.

The moment the wooden box was opened, she couldn't help but hold her breath. Under the dim curtains, the jade box exuded a bright light that captured her whole mind at a single glance.

Ning'er's heartbeat quickened little by little. She stared at the jade box, as if it contained some rare treasures, or as if it contained some unknown secret, waiting for her to open it.

She couldn't help feeling a little nervous, mixed with a little excitement, so that Ning'er could hear her own somewhat rapid breathing in such a quiet late night.

But she didn't open it immediately.

Ning'er closed the lid gently, stood up, put on a dress, and held the box in her arms.

She also needed to make sure that this was not Willow Warbler's thing.

Chuncao had been busy all day and was now in a deep sleep. Ning'er deliberately lightened her footsteps and passed by silently like a butterfly.

Just as she was about to open the door and go out, she suddenly saw a shadowy figure reflected in the lattice of the door. She was startled and when she turned around to escape, the door was suddenly opened.

There was a willow warbler outside the door!

Ning'er's scream was stuck in her throat. Before she could recover, Liu Ying took a thick fur coat and wrapped it around her, then quickly closed the door.

Liu Ying said to her rather unhappily: "How can you come out dressed like this? The wind in the February night is so cold!"

Ning'er turned around to look at Chuncao, and only felt relieved when she saw that she was still asleep, "Sister Liu! Why are you here?"

Liu Ying touched her face and luckily, she didn't catch a cold. "I made the medicine for you. I estimated that you would wake up before four o'clock, so I came to check on you."

In fact, apart from this, Liu Ying was still thinking about the box that she had carelessly stuffed into Ning'er's quilt.

During the day, Shen Chongyao stayed until around dinner time before he had to say goodbye. Before leaving, he took Liu Ying with him and repeatedly asked her to help keep an eye on the baby and make sure nothing went wrong.

The room was full of people during the day, so she could only come and take a look when it was quiet at night.

Seeing Ning'er looking at Chuncao from time to time, Liuying smiled and said, "Don't worry, she was frightened and tired today. She has been tossing and turning all day. I gave her a cup of calming soup before going to bed. If you don't push her tonight, she won't wake up."

As she spoke, she handed Ning'er a warm hand warmer and motioned for her to hold it.

Ning Er saw this, thought for a moment, and pulled Liu Ying to sit on the low kang near the window. She hesitated for a while, then gently placed the wooden box in her arms on the small table.

Liu Ying realized that she had discovered it, and her expression relaxed: "You have seen it!"

Ning Er shook her head: "I only opened the wooden box, not the box."

Liu Ying took a small candlestick, lit it and placed it on the table between them. The orange candlelight leaped up, instantly enveloping them in a soft light.

Her tone became cheerful: "I was entrusted by someone." Liu Ying secretly complained in her heart, not knowing how many people she had entrusted, "I will hand this treasure over to you. Now it is in your hands, and the merit is finally fulfilled."

This was a very strange thing, but for some reason, Ning'er accepted it easily. She asked, "Who is the gifter?"

Liu Ying smiled with her lips pursed. She looked even more beautiful under the candlelight. "The person who asked me to do it said that the owner of the item would know at a glance that it's yours."

Ning'er suddenly realized that this might be true.

She was not the kind of person who would be unable to walk after seeing rare treasures, but after seeing the jade box, she felt extremely strong emotions.

Ridiculous, but true.

Ning Er said to herself, "I am a person with nothing. Everything I have was given by the Marquis. How could anything be mine?"

Soon, she knew.

Ning'er gently opened the most beautiful jade box.

Then she uttered a sigh.

This thing actually belongs to her and belongs only to her.

Under the candlelight, the flowery paper glowed with a faint golden glow, surrounding and setting off the two graceful words:

Chaoning.

That is, her name.

She stretched out her hand, carefully picked up the flowery note, and slowly placed it against her heart.

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A tall and thin figure was trudging through a dense forest covered in thick fog.

"My lord, my lord!"

The man turned around and saw a little girl running towards him breathlessly. The girl looked only about fourteen or fifteen years old, and was wearing very thin clothes in the chilly spring weather.

She held a dragon-shaped pendant in her hand, looked up at herself, and panted slightly as she spoke: "Sir, you lost this."

The man's dark blue silk brocade robe had a gold and jade pendant hanging from his waist. He touched his belt and found that the jade pendant that was previously hanging there was gone.

The crystal-like eyes looked at him brightly and handed the jade pendant upwards.

He smiled and said, "It is indeed mine. Thank you, young lady."

The girl smiled a little shyly: "Thank you, sir." Then she walked upstairs.

He asked curiously, "What are you doing here, little girl?"

The girl pushed aside the branches that were leaning against her and said with a steady breath, "I'm here to see my mother."

The man raised his eyebrows. The forest was deep and dense, and the road was steep and almost inaccessible. However, there were several deserted graves scattered on the shady side of the mountain. The girl was dressed in plain clothes, with only a silver hairpin and a cloth bundle on her arm.

He understood it in his heart, but did not say it out loud. The two of them walked slowly towards the mountainside.

But the little girl asked him, "Why are you here, sir?" Although she was poor, she was knowledgeable. She could tell at a glance that the man was dressed in fine clothes and had a noble demeanor, and must have an extraordinary family background. She couldn't help but wonder what such a person was doing in Sigu Mountain.

The handsome man had a faint smile on his face. "I have a friend who is proficient in divination. He insisted that I go here today. He said that I have left a treasure here and I must find it today."

The little girl seemed to love hearing this kind of story. She looked at him with sparkling eyes and said softly, "Is it the jade pendant? It seems very accurate!"

He looked up at the girl and agreed with a smile: "It's really accurate."

The two walked together all the way. When they were on the mountainside, the little girl waved to him and was about to say goodbye, but he stopped her thoughtfully and said, "What's your name?"

The little girl said, "My name is Chaoning."

He asked: "Which dynasty?"

"It's the morning of the morning and the evening of the evening." She tilted her head slightly to look at him: "Where is the master?"

The man laughed softly: "What a coincidence, I am Zhao who has been vindicated."

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the girl's figure disappeared in an instant. He stood there quietly for a long time, laughing at himself.

It turned out that I was dreaming again.