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

When Shen Chongyao came to his senses, the cavalry team had disappeared, but looking at their direction, they were clearly heading west!

He entered the manor of the Marquis's manor with a heavy heart. The stewards had been waiting at the door since early morning. When they saw his carriage coming, they hurried over to greet him:

"Hello, Second Master. According to your instructions, the lakeside has been surrounded by a screen, and the flower hall and pavilion are fully furnished. Second Master, please come and take a look to see if everything is in order."

Shen Chongyao had no choice but to cheer up and examine the past bit by bit, because he had been informed in advance that this Flower Festival was of great importance and that all the masters from the old lady to the marquis and the whole family would be here. The managers in the garden did not dare to be careless and not only took care of the flowers and trees and repaired the houses early, they also sent people to dive down and search the quiet lake three times, for fear that something might go wrong and disturb the masters' interest.

But even with such trivial efforts, Shen Chongyao still found many mistakes along the way, and hurriedly ordered his men to correct them one by one. When he finished his inspection, a servant came to report: "We can see the leading carriage."

Shen Chongyao quickly straightened his clothes and went out of the front door to greet him.

Chuncao helped Ning'er get out of the car carefully. When they entered the garden, the master and servant, who had gained some experience, were still a little shocked.

It was a scene of early spring with flowers in full bloom and hundreds of flowers in full bloom!

Walking along the way under such a sunny day, one feels as if walking in a painting. The flowers and trees are as continuous as clouds and mist, and there are colorful butterflies dancing among the blooming flowers and falling petals, coupled with the chirping of orioles.

Even the maids walking back and forth in the garden were dressed beautifully and looked radiant.

This scene made the young ladies and maids, who usually never went out of the house, praise it with every step they took.

We walked all the way to the quiet lake, where we saw willow trees swaying in the wind, green grass and flowers everywhere. A banquet had been set up by the lake, and the sound of stringed instruments lingered in the wind.

Shen Chongyao invited his mother and brother and sister-in-law to sit down, and then said, "Mother, why don't you take the girls here to enjoy the scenery for a while? The servant from the beginning reported that the wives of the Luo and Xiang families will be here in about half an hour, and the wife of the Zhu family is also on the way. In addition, the wife of Lord Wen's family is expected to arrive in the afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Madam Zhu nodded in agreement and repeatedly praised Shen Chongyao for his well-thought-out arrangements. Even the usually serious Shen Chongyan smiled at him and praised him, "My second brother has really improved."

At this point, Shen Chongyao breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at his wife and children, then took his leave and went back to work.

The old lady was so satisfied with her children and grandchildren around her. She smiled and said, "Look at the girls in our family. They are more beautiful than flowers."

Shen Cunzhu covered her lips and smiled: "Mother only loves the girls below her now, not me and my sisters-in-law."

Old Madam Zhu said, "How could I not love you? It's just that today is the Flower Festival, the girls' festival, and they are in their own garden, so we told them to relax and have fun. They don't have to sit in front of us. Whatever happens, just go and have fun by yourselves."

After hearing this, Shen Chongyan nodded and said, "That's right. Remember to come during the main banquet, and let the children enjoy themselves the rest of the time. That way you won't waste this beautiful day and breeze."

After hearing this, the boys and girls were all delighted. They were still reserved at first, but after a while, they dispersed in twos and threes, some to admire the red butterflies, some to go outing and compose poems.

At first, Ning'er followed the sisters from the second room, chatting with them from time to time. After walking two circles, she slowly slowed down her pace, turned a corner, and quietly turned to another path.

Chuncao saw Ning'er's actions and said nothing. She just followed her forward in silence and saw that Ning'er had walked around and around and finally came to a mountain path.

The mountain in this manor is not very high, and there are stone steps along the mountain road, just for the nobles to climb up and look far away occasionally. But today, everyone is visiting the garden to see the flowers, so this place seems a little deserted and depressed.

Chuncao nervously grabbed Ning'er's sleeve and said, "Girl, where are you going?" Ning'er patted her soothingly, "Chuncao, don't be afraid. I want to go up there and take a look around by myself."

Chuncao was horrified: "How can this be possible? It's too dangerous. No matter what the girl does, she should take me with her!"

Ning Er smiled and said, "What can I do? I just want to go get some fresh air. The Second Master has guarded this place very well. I'm afraid he has also placed guards on the mountain. What danger can there be?"

Chuncao was still worried: "How dare I let the girl go up alone? If the Marquis knew, I'm afraid he would break my legs."

Ning Er said, "If I don't tell the Marquis, how would he know where to go? I know my own body. I will just walk slowly and stop as soon as I get tired. Is that okay?"

Seeing her so determined, Chuncao suddenly had an idea. Thinking of the girl's slight melancholy this morning, she guessed that she was missing her deceased mother, so she wanted to climb up to pay tribute to her.

So he couldn't bear to take a step back and said: "I will be here to guard for the girl. If you encounter any problems, please call me loudly."

Ning'er nodded. She took out a copper whistle from her sleeve and waved it towards Chuncao: "Don't worry. If there is any accident, I will blow this."

Chuncao barely suppressed her worries and held her hand earnestly: "Don't be gone for too long, girl. I'll be here to watch over you."

Ning'er agreed with a smile.

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Ning'er didn't walk fast, but her direction was very clear. She looked up at the sun from time to time and walked towards the north of the mountain.

The further north they went, the steeper the stone path became, and the taller the strange pines and trees on both sides appeared. But Ning'er was not afraid. She even relaxed a little because this place was rarely visited.

After climbing a short distance, her eyes suddenly opened up. The trees were intertwined and scattered, revealing a flat area on the mountainside. On the inner side grew several tall and verdant cypress trees. A stone table and stone benches were carved on the bluestone viewing platform, and a stone pavilion was built in the air on the side of the cliff.

Ning'er nodded when she saw it. She turned around, took off her shawl, carefully placed it on the smooth stone bench, and straightened her clothes.

Leaning on the railing and gazing northward, the sky was vast, the clouds were loose, the wind was blowing and the forest was rustling. Ning'er couldn't help but tears fell from her eyes.

She was just six years old when her mother passed away. Although Ning'er understood life and death early on due to the pressure of making a living, she was still very young at that time and even now can't remember what her mother looked like completely.

I only remember that she held me in her arms at last. Her arms were as stiff as iron. Ning'er lay in her arms, and she seemed to smell a faint bitterness at the tip of her nose.

That was the taste of her mother in her memory, cold and slightly bitter.

When she was little, she had heard neighbors talking about how her mother was a real beauty with fair skin and beautiful face when she first moved in, but not long after, she developed a bulge in the belly, and those who had originally liked her were now speculating about her identity behind her back.

Unfortunately, after she was born, her mother fell seriously ill. She struggled to get through it, but she could never regain her former beauty.

Ning'er couldn't help but reach out her hand and stroke her cheek carefully, trying to find some of her mother's shadow in herself, but it was in vain.

Ning'er couldn't help but bow down and kneel towards the direction of Sigu Mountain in the north, praying silently in her heart, "Mother, mother, go to paradise. My daughter is doing well now, don't worry about me," and kowtowed three more times.

When she was about to stand up, a clear voice suddenly sounded:

"Don't go forward, don't move!"