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

When the Marquis fainted, the entire government office was thrown into chaos.

Qingyu was so panicked that he rolled and crawled to pull Doctor Ge. Yan Ling's legs softened, and he fell to his knees and called "My Lord". He subconsciously reached out to feel his master's breath.

Among the group of men, the only one who remained calm was Ning'er.

Seeing the benefactor she wanted to thank fainting on the ground and losing consciousness because of her words, her mind was really blank at that moment.

After she recovered from her shock, Ning Er could only grit her teeth and command, "Yan Ling, first check if the Marquis has any injuries and can move." Looking at the young men who were bewildered and at a loss, she said, "Yan Ling, first check if the Marquis has any injuries and can move."

She turned around and called two strong men, who untied Shen Chongyan's cloak with their own hands, and instructed: "Please be careful with your hands and feet, and lend a hand to carry the Marquis into the house."

Her eyes were a little red. Just a few days later, she saw him fall in front of her again.

Yan Ling came to his senses and quickly went to pack his bedding.

Doctor Ge was dragged to the bedside of Marquis Xinyuan before he could even carry his medicine box. He frowned, looking quite unhappy: "That night when the Marquis came back from the snow, I advised him to take at least one dose of medicine. But he didn't listen. He only cared about Miss Ning's injury, but forgot that he was already in his thirties, not the age to lie on a horse and drink ice!"

He also rebuked: "You who followed, you don't know how to persuade!"

No one could raise their heads after hearing what he said. Doctor Ge checked Shen Chongyan's pulse and became more and more frightened, thinking something was wrong.

Shen Chongyan's cold was the least of his problems. His horse was frightened on that snowy night, and even though he fell badly, he was an experienced military commander after all, having been on horseback for more than ten years, so he could get over that minor injury with just a bit of effort.

But now it seems that it is far from that simple.

Doctor Ge's expression was extremely serious. He shouted coldly, "Who has been keeping watch for the Marquis these days?"

The one who stood up was Zhu Yi. He was a dull person and it was rare to hear him chewing.

Doctor Ge sighed, "Tell me the truth, how many nights has the Marquis not slept?"

Zhu Yi remained silent for a long time, and finally answered in a low voice: "My Lord, do not allow this to be spread."

Qing Yu glared at him fiercely: "You are still hiding it until this time!"

Zhu Yi finally spoke: "Since receiving the order to leave the palace on the second day of the first lunar month, the Marquis has not had a full night's sleep..."

He looked up at Ning'er and said hesitantly:

"That day, the night before the horse frightened, the Marquis drank all night and drove us all out, not allowing us to stay in the house. After the girl came, the Marquis was worried day and night. Even when he lay in bed, he just closed his eyes and fell asleep. Even if he was very tired and slept for an hour or two, he could not sleep well. Two out of three times he would be startled by dreams."

Doctor Ge sighed heavily: "You are so depressed and worried. If you continue like this, I'm afraid it will damage the foundation of the Marquis!"

Qing Yu's eyes immediately turned red: "My Lord has been like nothing happened these past few days, leading us around to inspect and provide relief every day..."

Ning'er already had tears in her eyes. She looked closely at the man lying on the bed. This was the man who saved her life from the horse's hooves and protected her so well.

With this fall, the coldness and majesty that kept strangers away from Xinyuan Hou when he was awake were dispelled. There was a shallow wrinkle between his eyebrows, as if he was not restless even in his sleep.

His hands were extremely cold, but his forehead was burning hot and his lips were tightly pursed, showing that he was extremely haggard and tired.

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At this moment, Shen Chongyan was trapped in an extremely real nightmare.

last life.

He returned to that deep snowy night. Suddenly Yan Ling shouted and he saw a small figure falling under the hooves of his follower's horse.

In the chaos, he had no time to think and saved her subconsciously. The pitiful little girl held his hand tightly while unconscious.

He simply examined her coldly, and after confirming that it was an accident, he ordered his men to take her down for treatment.

After a long time, he finally remembered to ask about the girl, but his subordinates told him that she had asked to see him several times but to no avail, and left after she was able to act on her own.

He didn't say anything, and Ge Qing and Yan Ling didn't dare to do anything more. They just prepared some more clothes and medicine for her and sent her away.

In his dream, he encountered several difficult tasks one after another, so he put his original plan aside, but for some reason, the girl's appearance always appeared in his mind unconsciously.

Time passed quickly, and when they met again, she had become a maid doing laundry in his own house.

In the dead of winter, she knelt shivering on the bluestone in the Jiaotong courtyard - for the gold-embroidered cloak that was said to have been ruined by her washing.

The moment the little girl whose face was frozen purple saw him, her eyes couldn't help but brighten for a moment, then dimmed again.

Shen Chongyan felt inexplicably angry. He took the little girl away in front of his wife and personally asked her to be a maid in his own courtyard.

But this self-righteous care brought her unspeakable malice and targeting - what would a maid who had offended the mistress and the young lady of the house encounter in the inner courtyard?

There is no need for the master to even speak or hint, there will naturally be those scheming villains who will come to bully others.

These were things that my arrogant and credulous self had never thought of in my previous life.

Later, something big happened in the capital, and the whole mansion was in a state of panic. The inner court wanted to clean up the mess, and in the chaos, the little girl was almost sold out. Thanks to Yan Ling's attention, she was rescued.

But after this time, she always avoided him intentionally or unintentionally.

Shen Chongyan felt a pang of heartache; this was the trajectory of their first meeting in their previous life.

Time passed quickly in the dream. There were so many struggles, so many hardships, so much effort... In his previous life, he had completely ignored it, as if he had been blinded by a leaf.

The little girl, from whom he had become estranged, gradually lived a peaceful and stable life.

Later, when she was set up with a series of vicious schemes and was about to be killed, Ning'er begged Yan Ling desperately to stay with him.

But I was in a daze until I saw her fall in my arms covered in blood...

How could such a fragile body muster such great courage to stand in front of him without hesitation?

How could such a small body bleed so much...

In his dream, Shen Chongyan once again returned to the day that made him heartbroken.

He saw their unattainable emperor suddenly arrive. He sat high on the majestic light golden horse, staring at the girl in his arms who was gradually losing her breath, and suddenly laughed:

"Shen Qing, Shen Qing. I didn't expect that you are not only a fool, but also a blind man!"

As he said this, he drew out a sword and stabbed it into Shen Chongyan's arm, causing blood to gushed out.

The blood gradually flowed down and gradually merged with the unstoppable blood on Ning'er's body.

The emperor threw down a golden bead and said coldly, "This is the Qitian Pearl, a treasure presented by Wusi Zang. It can cut off blood ties and distinguish relatives. Only the blood of close relatives can be integrated into this bead."

Shen Chongyan watched in a daze as his and Ning'er's blood gradually merged into the precious orb, blending together without any hindrance!

In a flash, all the details that he had overlooked before were instantly connected together: Ning'er's appearance, her name, Yan Ling's hesitation to speak many times, his wife's hidden hostility, and...

He held his chest tightly. Every time he saw her, he felt an inexplicable surge of bitterness and pity in his heart...

He suddenly found it difficult to tell whether everything before him was real or fake.

Did he really live a new life, or was he still immersed in the fantasy of regret from his previous life?

Shen Chongyan watched helplessly as His Majesty personally took off his black robe and carefully but without questioning, took the light body away from his arms.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

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Ning Er stood up suddenly, her voice trembling: "Ge, Doctor Ge, the Marquis is vomiting blood!"

"What!" Before Ge Qing came to check, Qingyu rushed to the side of the Marquis's couch, and saw with bloodshot eyes that a winding trail of blood was flowing from the corner of the mouth of the still unconscious Marquis Xinyuan.

In the midst of this chaos, a commotion was heard outside the government office. After a moment, Yan Ling, with a pale face, led two white-faced and beardless eunuchs in. The leader sang word by word:

"The emperor has ordered Marquis Xinyuan to come to the Jade Palace to see the emperor immediately."