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

They didn't know what kind of luck they had, but it wasn't until they found the last partition that Ning'er and Chuncao found two pieces of clothes that could barely serve as plain clothes.

Chuncao looked at the silk-white cross-collared long jacket and moon-white satin pleated skirt that had neither embroidery nor kingfisher prints, and said with some difficulty:

"Girl, do you really want to go out dressed like this? Not to mention anything else, even when you visit the old lady before going out, it doesn't look very presentable."

Ning'er was still leaning over to check if there was anything wrong with the dress. She had already made up her mind: "Don't worry, I'm not that foolish. Wearing this to pay my respects to the old lady would only bring bad luck to her."

She pointed to the aquamarine bamboo embroidered jacket and the silver-beaded gray bamboo embroidered cape lying on the side of the couch and said, "I've checked them. They are loose enough for me to wear with plain clothes underneath. When the time comes, put them on, greet the old lady and change out of them."

"By the way, tomorrow, please remind Zishan that when she prepares her headwear the day after tomorrow, she should not wear any gold or emerald jewelry. She should only wear pearls and silver jewelry."

Chuncao frowned when she heard this and said, "Young lady, you are wearing plain clothes, I think it is to pay tribute to your mother. Even if the old lady knew about it, she would praise you for your filial piety."

Ning Er shook her head and said, "That being said, it is not right. The old lady has spread the word throughout the mansion, asking people to call me Miss Cousin. Since I have taken on this title and enjoyed the blessing of this mansion, no matter what others think, I should at least be more considerate in front of them."

"If I tell the old lady so openly, firstly, since we have elders, how can we wear plain clothes and mourning clothes to avoid offending the old lady's taboo? Secondly, there are so many people coming and going in Songshou Hall. If people know about it, won't they be suspicious? Why is a young lady from Jiangdu going to offer sacrifices to her mother in the suburbs of Beijing?"

She raised her hand and stopped Chuncao from saying, "So just listen to me."

She reminded him again, "Even when I went to the Marquis' place, I only said that I was going back to the north of the city, and I didn't say that I was going to pay respects to my mother. Don't let anyone know."

Seeing that Ning'er had made up her mind, Chuncao had no choice but to obey. Although the girl was usually very kind and easy to talk to, once she had made up her mind, she probably couldn't change it even if the Marquis came.

The master and servant went through a lot of trouble and spent a lot of effort to finally restore these large cabinets to their original appearance.

Chuncao had just brought the clothes back to Ning'er's dormitory when Lingzhi, who had been sent out by her on some excuse, came in with a bottle of freshly opened mountain peaches.

Chuncao's eyes lit up: "What a beautiful vase of flowers."

The beautiful blooming spring peach is fine, but the most valuable thing is that it is paired with a long-necked vase with sky-blue glaze and ice cracks. The contrast between the coldness and the beauty makes it look even more exquisite and unique.

Lingzhi smiled and said, "It was strange today. I was coming from the west water corridor when I saw the young master holding a very cute puppy in his arms. When he saw me, he said 'just right'. He couldn't free his hands, so he gave me the two bottles of peach blossoms he had cut earlier."

"I was asked to give the bottle of beauty vase to the old lady, and this bottle to the young lady for her enjoyment."

Chuncao smiled and said, "Then we have picked up a ready-made one." Then she took the vase herself and carefully placed it on the kang table by the window.

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In the second room of Shen's house.

Fei Xing was staring in amazement at the extremely beautiful Doctor Liu in the mansion, with his eyebrows raised, and rushed into the second master's study in a hurry.

Shen Chongyao was fond of elegance and specially gave his study an elegant name "Xinmiaozhai", which was inspired by the words of a poet from the previous dynasty: "The mind of a quiet person is wonderful, and his thoughts are unique."

But at this time, Liu Ying was arguing with Shen Chongyao and had completely forgotten about her quietness.

She slammed the table: "Second Master still doesn't admit it, isn't it you who caused the trouble!"

Shen Chongyao was in a state of sudden disaster: "Can you blame me for this? Lord Liu, do you think I am willing to take on that hot potato?"

Then he described the situation of that day in detail, his eyes full of tears: "I was completely sitting at home, and the pot came from the sky. If I hadn't handed it over to the girl at that time, would I, a foreign man, have been asked to have a private relationship with such a girl?"

Liu Ying still had a cold face, but the tension in her tone had eased a little: "Having said that, Miss Ning is now looking for the master behind the scenes by name, and even bluntly said..."

She became excited again as she spoke, but had to lower her voice: "Ask the owner if his surname is Chu."

"Let us pass the message... How many heads do I have when you say this?" The two people knew some inside information, but they were only half-informed, and their hair stood on end.

In this world, it is easy to do things well or badly; the hardest things to deal with are those things that are unclear.

Even though Shen Chongyao met the master in person and received his personal instruction, he could not be absolutely sure that the master was the original owner of the jade box.

If you accidentally step into the trap, you will die in vain.

Liu Ying crossed her arms, and the beautiful lady pretended to be a rogue: "I don't care, that thing was entrusted to me by the second master, and I have brought my words to you, so the transaction is settled."

As she stood up and was about to leave, Shen Chongyao almost bowed to her and begged, "Doctor Liu, Master Liu, please stay, please stay."

After finally getting Liu Ying to sit down, Shen Chongyao discussed with her: "You are from the palace, and you have served... before." He pointed upwards with both hands, hinting obscurely:

"Lord Liu must have many old acquaintances in the palace. Can you think of a way to get some information in?"

Liu Ying glared at him fiercely: "You asked me to do this fatal thing!" She lowered her voice and said: "Who knows what the above means?"

"In my opinion, you, the newly appointed Right Minister of the Honglu Temple, should be the one to do it. You know, the Honglu Temple has the opportunity to issue an imperial decree to the emperor..."

The more Liu Ying spoke, the lower her voice became, until it finally fell silent... The two looked at each other, apparently having finally thought of something.

The study fell into deathly silence.

After a long while, Shen Chongyao and Liu Ying said in unison: "So, this official..."

Liu Ying swallowed her saliva and said, "No way?"

Shen Chongyao said with a stiff upper lip: "Now it seems that Miss Liu and I are in the same boat and on the same rope."

After saying that, he stood up and bowed with both hands, "Chongyao is a man after all, and we live in a different house, so I'll leave the matter of taking care of the girl in the backyard to Master Liu."

Seeing him like this, Liu Ying didn't say anything else, and just said, "Don't worry, Master Shen."

She comforted Shen Chongyao in a subtle way: "Since the higher-ups are so concerned about you, they must keep you around. Remember, it's February 28th, and we'll meet at Jingshuifang in the north of the city."

Liu Ying emphasized each word.

Shen Chongyao nodded with a wry smile, but this smile was uglier than crying.

He straightened his clothes and was about to send Liu Ying out. Just as he was opening the door, he saw his close confidant Fei Xing desperately winking at him.

When he looked up, he saw his wife Xiang Mengxuan looking at the two of them with a smile.