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

At the dinner that day, except for the Marquis who was seriously injured and unable to get up, all the people in the mansion were present. In addition to the two wives, children, and concubines, there were also Madam Luo's mother, Madam Xiang's parents, etc.

The hall was packed with people, candles were brightly lit, maids were coming and going like clouds, there were gorgeous clothes and delicious food, laughter and joy, and it was very lively.

Old Madam Zhu seemed to want to use this gathering to dispel the gloom that had been hanging over the mansion for days, and to calm the people's uneasy hearts.

It was a rare occasion for her to wear a complete set of extremely intricate red gold filigree peony headpiece, inlaid with gems as red as pigeon blood and white jade as smooth as mutton fat. Under the candlelight, it showed the heritage and style of the century-old marquisate.

She raised the wine cup and smiled at Mrs. Luo and Mrs. Xiang who were sitting on her left and right, "Today's joy is not only a great honor to the Xinyuan Marquis's Mansion, but also a great joy to our three families. Let's drink this cup together to congratulate His Majesty."

Everyone raised their glasses to pray at the same time. Ning'er covered her lips with her sleeves and looked at the unfamiliar faces in the room.

The second wife's father was old, thin, with gray hair on his temples, and some marks between his eyebrows and at the corners of his lips left by the years.

When he wasn't smiling, he habitually had a stern face, and one could tell at a glance that he was a noble and stubborn scholar. But when he looked at Shen Chongyao, his eyes were gentle, and it was not difficult to see that he was very satisfied with this son-in-law.

Xiang Mengxuan looked quite similar to her mother, but her mother's temperament was more gentle and sincere. She smiled at Old Madam Zhu with curved eyebrows and said, "It's all thanks to you, Old Madam, that you raised such a pair of sons. It's also a glory for us."

Old Madam Zhu smiled and said, "It's all because of the children. As mothers, we just feel pain in our hearts." She pointed at Shen Chongyao and his wife, "They live in harmony, have many children, and have a virtuous wife at home, so the husband naturally has no worries when he is away from home."

"I also want to thank my mother-in-law for raising a good daughter-in-law for the Shen family. Otherwise, how could she be favored by the emperor and be personally granted an imperial decree? If the news gets out, I'm afraid the doorstep of the Xiang family will be trampled by marriage proposals."

Her words were so witty and humorous that everyone in the room burst into laughter, and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Ning'er lowered her head and took a sip of the Qinfanglu in the cup. The floral fragrance filled her nose. There was almost no taste of alcohol in the drink. It was sweet, delicious and extremely mellow.

Out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of Luo Miaoyun, who was sitting below her mother and mother-in-law. She had a dignified smile on her face, but she drank too quickly and hastily, finishing the entire cup in one gulp.

Seeing the usually low-key Second Branch becoming so popular, Luo Miaoyun, who has always been strong-willed, must have been unhappy.

Madam Zhu raised her hand and called an unexpected person: "Qiu Xin, come here."

A young and charming lady appeared from behind Luo Miaoyun. Madam Zhu pointed at Madam Luo and said, "This is your wife's mother. Come and pay your respects to her."

Song Qiuxin kowtowed respectfully and said, "I, your servant, pay my respects to Old Madam Luo. May you be blessed with good health."

When Luo's mother saw that she had a pretty face, an exquisite figure, and that her movements were naturally charming, she knew that this was the Marquis's new concubine, Song.

She just smiled and nodded, "Good boy, come here and let me see."

Song Qiuxin wore a rouge-colored satin gown with narrow sleeves and a front opening that was decorated with silver trim and scattered flowers. She wore a red gold armlet on her wrist, and her fair hand was held in Luo's mother's palm.

Madam Luo looked her up and down and praised her, "I heard your wife praise you the other day for serving the Marquis very attentively. Now that I see you today, I realize that you have grown up to be so pretty. It's really rare."

Madam Zhu said with a smile, "It would not be a disgrace to give such a good girl to this old master and his wife." She then said to the Xiang couple, "Qiu Xin, kowtow to the Xiang family master and his wife. Seriously speaking, she is your niece."

Song Qiuxin kowtowed quickly: "Xin'er kowtows to my aunt and uncle. May I ask if you are all right?"

Father Xiang frowned but didn't say anything, but Mother Xiang hurriedly called her up: "This girl, I haven't seen her for a long time, and she has grown up like this. It shows how much the Marquis's Mansion nurtures people. You should fulfill your duties as a concubine."

Aunt Song said shyly, "Yes, Xin'er will follow your instructions. It's all because the old lady loves me."

As everyone was toasting each other, Ning'er quietly stood up. She drank a few more glasses and was about to change her clothes.

After exiting the hall, there was a corridor. Ning'er was walking to the left when she ran into an old woman in a dark blue gown. Judging from her direction, she seemed to be heading towards the banquet hall.

Ning Er saw that she was unfamiliar, dressed simply, but not like a maid or old woman. She couldn't help but wonder, "Who is this?"

She took a half step back and made way. The old woman looked at her in surprise and said, "Thank you, young lady. But I look a little unfamiliar to you. May I ask what your name is, young lady?"

Ning Er hurriedly said politely, "Old Madam, I am currently staying at the Marquis' Mansion. You can call me Ning Er."

She looked two years older than Old Madam Zhu, and said to Ning'er in a rather friendly manner, "So it's Miss Ning. I haven't been out for so long that I don't recognize her. But I'm not worthy of calling you Madam."

Ning Er felt embarrassed when she heard her say that: "You are my elder, so I should respect you."

Seeing that she was alone, without a servant or maid by her side, she turned around and pointed in the direction of the flower hall from which she came: "Why don't I accompany you there?"

The old woman laughed when she heard this: "You are a very polite young lady, but I dare not address you as an elder. It is not appropriate for a person who is half slave and half master to go to such an occasion."

Her smile made Ning Er feel familiar. She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly blurted out: "Second Master."

As soon as she said this, she clenched her fist in regret. It was really rude!

Fortunately, the old lady was not surprised. Her eyes lit up and there was a hint of joy in her tone: "It turns out that Miss Xiaoning and Chongyao are familiar with each other."

Ning Er walked up to her with a red face and said, "Yes, the Second Master has been very caring to me."

She had already guessed the identity of the man in front of her, and couldn't help but whisper, "The Second Master looks so much like you, but I just recognized him. I shouldn't have done that."

It turned out that this elderly woman was Shen Chongyao's biological mother, Yang, the concubine of the late Marquis Xinyuan.

She stretched out her hand, took Ning'er with her and walked out, praising, "What a clever girl!"

Ning Er turned her head as she walked and asked anxiously, "The Second Master is very happy today, isn't the old lady going in?"

Yang smiled and said, "Why are you still calling me old lady? Call me old aunt."

Seeing them walking further and further away, Ning Er persisted and advised: "Auntie, they are already here, why don't you go over? The Second Master must want to see you."

Aunt Yang was unmoved: "Forget it. If I go there now, it will only spoil the mood. It's Chongyao's good day, why should I go in front of everyone to embarrass him?"

Ning Er was anxious and angry, and shouted: "You are wrong! What child doesn't miss his mother? At this moment, the person the Second Master wants to see the most is you!"