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

When Ning'er got off the car, Chu Huan had already sat back on the black horse named "Wu Xiang". Seeing Ning'er dressed up from head to toe, he nodded and smiled, "It will be fine to go back like this."

The size of the dress was very well measured. There was no need to increase or decrease the size at all when wearing it on Ning'er. She still felt a little uncomfortable. How could the dress be tailored to her body so accurately?

Chu Huan's deep amber eyes looked at Ning'er tenderly, as if he could see through her innermost thoughts: "I just wanted to share Ning'er's worries, but in the end I used some shameful means."

At this moment, he was dressed in a tight suit, standing proudly on his horse, looking even more heroic and vigorous, but he spoke to her in a very modest tone: "I hope Ning'er won't be too angry with me."

Ning Er just snorted when she saw him like this, and spoke after a few breaths: "Are you leaving now, Master Chu?"

As soon as she said this, she felt something was wrong, as if she couldn't bear to leave Chu Huan and was acting coquettishly towards him.

Chu Huan raised his lips, looking like a teenager. He gently pulled the reins and nodded, saying, "I should go now, lest someone comes over and causes you more trouble."

Ning Er didn't hear his hidden meaning at this moment, she bowed and said, "Master Chu, take care of yourself and have a safe journey."

It’s really magical to think about it, that I have been hanging out with Chu Huan for such a long time for no apparent reason.

Apart from this name and the random information she heard from Yan Ling about his life, she knew almost nothing about this person.

But the two of them got along well and became very close friends.

Chu Huan looked at Ning'er standing under Wuxiang's horse. From this angle, she seemed as fragile as a willow branch that would break at the slightest touch.

After looking at it for a while, he suddenly felt a huge reluctance in his heart. After parting today, he didn't know when he would meet again.

So much so that he reined in his horse and asked impulsively: "Ning'er, do you want to go back with me?"

As soon as Chu Huan said this, he knew he had said something wrong. The next moment, he saw obvious surprise and rejection on Ning'er's face.

She was so shocked that she thought she had heard it wrongly.

Chu Huan smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, it was in vain that he claimed to have lived a second life, but he acted as recklessly as a lecher.

Now that Ning'er didn't even know who he was, how could she leave the environment where she had finally settled down and go with a young man she didn't know at all?

Chu Huan shook his head and apologized to her: "Ning'er, don't pay attention to my nonsense. I didn't mean to offend you."

This needs no explanation.

Ning Er could feel that Chu Huan treated her without any intention of neglect or teasing. She blinked her eyes and asked him unexpectedly, "Sir, are you worried that I am not living well in the Marquis' Mansion?"

Chu Huan's heart felt like being hit gently by a golden hammer. A shock he had never experienced before made him stop in his tracks.

Then, he saw Ning'er looking up. Her skin was so white that it was almost transparent in the afternoon light. She gave him a comforting smile: "Don't worry, I am living well in the Marquis' Mansion. The Marquis takes good care of me."

She even looked playful: "I have my own friends now."

Chu Huan couldn't help but bend down and gently touch the small pearl hairpin she wore on her hair. In two lifetimes, he might never find such a gentle moment with him.

He said to Ning'er softly, "Today is your birthday. Can I give you a gift?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Ning'er's glass-like eyes, but on second thought, it seemed that according to Chu Huan's style, it was not strange for him to know his birthday.

"What does Master Chu want to give me?"

Chu Huan also blinked at her: "It's not convenient for you to carry it now. You will know it later."

He turned his horse around reluctantly, looked at Ning'er twice again, then gently squeezed the horse's belly and galloped towards the imperial city with his entourage.

In the blink of an eye, the figure could no longer be seen clearly. Ning Er suddenly slapped her forehead and said, "Oh, I forgot to ask him again!"

It was all because of Chu Huangang's sudden words that made her completely forget the question she had been thinking about asking.

Is he the Second Young Master Chu that Yan Ling mentioned?

In fact, Chu Huan calculated the time very accurately. Only half a quarter of an hour after the sound of Wuxiang's horse hooves disappeared, "someone" really came looking for her.

Yan Ling looked at Zhu Yi, who came in a dusty state, in astonishment: "Brother Yi, why are you here?" Didn't he follow the Marquis to Daonan early in the morning?

Zhu Yi jumped off the horse swiftly, untied the water bag hanging on the saddle, tilted his neck back and gulped down the water.

After a while, he wiped the water stains from his lips and said to Yan Ling, "The Marquis has ordered you to mount your horse immediately and rush to Daonan. There will be someone to take over in the capital."

He turned to look at Ning Er. He was usually silent, and it was rare for him to say so many words in one breath: "This way, Miss Ning. I will escort you and Miss Xiang Ming back."

Yan Ling frowned and said, "This horse is exhausted. I have to go back and change another horse before I can rush to Daonan."

Zhu Yi nodded and took out a cowhide wax envelope from his bosom: "The Marquis's detailed instructions are all in this letter. Take a look for yourself."

The matter happened so suddenly that Yan Ling only had time to give Ning'er a few instructions before he mounted his horse and rushed to the Marquis's office.

Ning'er looked at the somewhat unfamiliar guard. He seemed to be a few years older than Yan Ling, taciturn and silent, and he looked a steady man.

Zhu Yi treated her very respectfully. Without waiting for instructions, he took the initiative to harness the carriage and said in a deep voice: "It's getting late. I will take Miss Ning and Miss Xiangming back to the mansion."

Ning Er couldn't help but say, "Sister Xiang Ming was left at the Marquis' Mansion, so I'm the only one here."

Zhu Yi raised his whip and pointed behind the carriage: "Miss, are you mistaken? Isn't Miss Xiangming right there?"

Ning'er took a quick look and was immediately surprised. There stood a smiling woman in green clothes. Who else could it be but Xiang Ming?

She hurried over and said, "Didn't we agree to wait for me at the second gate? Why did you bother me to come here?"

Xiang Ming took her hand and said, "We should do our best when working for the Lord. How can we be lazy and wait for the girl to come back?"

As he spoke, he helped Ning'er onto the carriage and went towards the Marquis' Mansion with Zhu Yi.

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"Miss, you didn't see it. When I saw that it was Sister Xiangming who helped you down, the lady's face turned pale..."

Chuncao was like a chicken with its blood pumped up, and kept talking, wishing he could describe everyone's every move in detail.

Looking at Chuncao who was so excited that she couldn't control herself, Ning'er's thoughts were brought back to the present.

Seeing that she was getting more and more outrageous, Ning'er hurriedly pulled Chuncao's hand and barely stopped her from talking.

She smiled and said to Xiang Ming, "I really don't know how to thank you. You have been working so hard for so long, would you please come to my room and sit for a while?"

Xiang Ming smiled and said, "Thank you Miss Ning for inviting me, but I still have to report to the old lady now."

Ning Er thought about this incident and couldn't help but call Xiang Ming and asked, "How are you going to tell the old lady?"

Xiang Ming's brows were filled with a trace of solemnity: "In addition to the young lady's matter, the Marquis has another important matter and asked me to report to the old lady."

She forced a smile and said, "But no matter what, don't worry. The Marquis gave us a death order before he left. No matter what happens, we must protect you!"