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

When Ning'er woke up, the sun had already set in the west, and the lattice patterns were reflected on the tiles of the lattice windows.

The drunkenness that had made her heart pounding like a drum was completely gone, and she only felt warm all over, with a feeling of comfort and relaxation after a good sleep.

When she sat up, she saw Chuncao, who was standing by her side, dozing off with her head down. Ning'er gently pushed her, "Chuncao, Chuncao?"

Chuncao suddenly woke up and saw that it was her daughter who had woken up. She quickly got up and poured a cup of tea and handed it to Ning'er: "Are you sober?"

Ning Er nodded and asked her with a smile: "Don't drink too much next time. I don't know what time it is. Will the banquet be delayed?"

Chuncao smiled and said, "That's not a big deal, don't worry, young lady. When you fell asleep, I went to tell the old lady and the madam that you fell asleep after getting drunk, and they told us not to disturb you."

Ning Er was relieved after hearing this. She asked, "When will you return home?"

Chuncao smiled and said, "Miss, just rest assured. Didn't the old lady say this morning that she would stay in the garden for one night and return to the mansion tomorrow? Miss, you are drunk."

Ning Er shook her head and said, "What a powerful Hundred Flower Dew! I only remember meeting the Marquis and his men on the road, and I was in a daze the whole time."

She seemed to have vaguely seen Mr. Chu, but she was very drunk at the time, so it was probably a dream.

Ning'er drank the hangover-relief soup and woke up covered in sweat.

She reached out to take off the towel and wipe herself, but found that she was covered with a very warm fur coat.

Ning'er's hand gently brushed across the soft white fox fur, which was warm, smooth and silky to the touch. Even though she knew nothing about clothing materials and jewelry, she immediately felt that this was a very rare treasure.

This extremely valuable fur coat was casually rolled up by her and covered her body, and it shone slightly under the refraction of sunlight, which was extremely gorgeous.

Ning Er asked in surprise: "Chuncao, where did this come from?"

Chuncao helped the girl up gently, then carefully took the fur coat and put it on Ning'er.

Ning'er was draped in a snow-white fox fur coat - it was tailor-made for her body, so fitted that there was no need to add or subtract an inch, making her skin look even whiter than snow, adding a touch of beauty and elegance.

Chuncao's eyes flashed with surprise: "It fits so well, I'm afraid it was made specially for girls."

Ning Er smiled and said, "It's already the Flower Festival, who would wear such a big woolen coat? Could it be that the Marquis or the old lady sent someone to deliver it?"

Chuncao just shook her head: "I cooked some sobering soup and the girl was covered with this fox fur and slept soundly." She hesitated a little: "I saw that the girl was sleeping soundly and was afraid that she would not wake up for a while, so I asked the little girl to watch over her and went to report to the old lady."

Ning Er gently took off her fur coat upon hearing this: "Then leave it here, don't move it."

Chuncao nodded in agreement, but when she was folding it, she asked in surprise, "Girl, look?"

Ning'er looked over and saw the word "Chao" faintly embroidered with gold thread on the inside of the fur coat's slanting lapel.

Ning'er was greatly shocked, the handwriting was exactly the same as the one on the flowery note that she treasured!

She didn't show anything on her face, and said calmly, "Then put it away."

Chuncao nodded, without asking any more questions, and carefully put away the priceless fur coat.

Ning Er changed the subject: "I wonder how the Flower Festival went?"

Chuncao became more excited when she heard this topic and said, "What a lively scene! A lady from the famous Wen Mansion came at noon. I heard that she is a top official in her family. She is also a good sister of our Marquis Mansion's lady, who was born in the same year. But Yanxi went to see her secretly and said that she is more than three times more beautiful than the Marquis's lady."

Yan Xi was the little girl who had dozed off while watching the tea stove in the yard. Ning'er had slept for a long time, and she couldn't sit still when she saw someone around, so Chuncao let her go out to play.

Luo Miaoyun was already a rare beautiful woman, and this Mrs. Wen was even more beautiful than her. Chuncao continued:

"What's even more amazing is the two girls she brought with her. They are so beautiful, like fairies, and they are as young as flowers. They instantly outshined all the other ladies present."

She chuckled, with a hint of gloating: "The young men at the table were all stunned. The eldest daughter of our mansion has always been the best in the crowd. She has never seen such a scene. She was almost angry."

Ning Er also laughed out loud at what she said. She pretended to hit Chun Cao's arm and said, "Don't make up stories about the lady and the young lady."

Chuncao said with a smile: "It's absolutely true. If you don't believe me, go ask someone else. But Miss Yao has always been a bully. The two Miss Wens are older than her and are of equally noble birth. With Madam Wen around, Miss Yao can only sulk by herself and dare not act recklessly."

Ning Er saw that she was speaking so vividly, as if she were there, and couldn't help but say, "It's really unfair to ask you to be a maid. You should be allowed to be a female storyteller."

Chuncao continued, "It's strange. When we were leaving, we ran into the Marquis and the Second Master on the way. I heard that the Marquis didn't show up the whole afternoon. The Second Master was also nowhere to be seen. Later, the two ladies took care of the reception."

Ning'er listened to Chuncao's chatter while thinking about something. She remembered that the two masters were in a hurry at that time, but they were discussing "Lord Wen" and "Master Chu".

She suddenly remembered something and hurriedly picked up the shawl that was placed on the cushion and looked at it carefully. The light blue satin was dotted with embroidered beads and was smooth and soft.

And the brown-red mark disappeared at some point.

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The second master, who was nowhere to be seen in Chuncao's mouth, was sitting in the stone pavilion enjoying the mountain breeze. The setting sun shone on his face, bringing a little residual warmth, but this little warmth made Shen Chongyao's heart even colder.

Although he said he was sitting, he was actually just leaning against the stool tremblingly. Shen Chongyao, who had always been gentle and elegant, with the demeanor of an ancient gentleman, now even his crown was crooked, and he didn't have time to care about it.

In front of the stone pavilion on the low hill, there were more than a dozen black-clad guards with solemn expressions. Shen Chongyao could recognize them at a glance. They were the team of fierce soldiers led by Xiao Ding.

Everyone's hands were tightly gripping the hilts of their swords, as if they would draw their swords without hesitation and protect their masters with their lives if there was any sign of trouble.

Shen Chongyao turned his head again to look at the deep and long crack winding along the stone base. He could not help but shiver. His face turned pale. If he was unlucky, he would lose his life here.

Seeing him so scared, the man at the top chuckled and said, "So Master Shen also knows that this gap in the rock is the most dangerous. How dare he let anyone set foot here?"

The man wore a lotus jade crown on his head, a dark green crane cloak on his body, and held a willow branch in his hand. He stood on the cliff, looking like an immortal.

His tone was not harsh, but it made Shen Chongyao's legs go weak and he couldn't stop feeling scared.

"Or is it that Master Shen Er only knows fear when he is in the situation himself?"

Shen Chongyao could not help but bow and apologize: "I deserve to die. I was so careless that I put you in danger!"

He had a cold sweat on his forehead: "I dare not have such an arrogant and disloyal heart!"

Shen Chongyao glanced at Xiao Ding who was standing solemnly behind him, and with a determined heart, he knelt on the ground, bowed deeply, and imitated Xiao Ding's address:

"I dare not, I dare not beg for mercy from the master, I only ask the master to give me a chance to atone for my sins!"