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

When the princess said this, even Old Madam Ding raised her head and looked at Ning'er seriously.

I saw a graceful girl of no more than twelve or thirteen years old standing in front of me. She had an extremely slender figure, and her hair was tied up in a bun with tassels. On her temples was a shining hairpin, and a few wisps of black hair hung down, which made her look even more pitiful and lovely.

There was still a hint of timidity on her face, but if you looked closely you could see a certain elegance and grace between her eyebrows. She was only wearing a light golden crabapple-colored jacket and skirt with floral patterns, and her skin was as white as a cloud in the sky.

She couldn't help but praise: "This is the first time I've seen such a beautiful child. Where did he come from?"

Although she was a stranger, just by looking at the neatly arranged hairpins and rings on her head, which were of excellent quality and gorgeous but not messy, one could tell that she came from an extraordinary family and must be favored at home.

At this time, an old lady's laughter came from the side: "Princess, please forgive me, Madam Ding."

Madam Zhu stood up from her seat and, with the help of Madam Xiang, walked to the princess's desk. She bowed first, then pointed at Ning'er and said with a smile:

"This girl is my sister's granddaughter. She came from Jiangdu and entered the capital in the first month of the year. Now she lives with me. Today is the first time I bring her out to see the world. I never thought I would have such a blessing to see the golden face of the eldest princess."

Princess Linping was thoughtful when she heard this: "So she is the cousin of the Xinyuan Marquis's mansion." She glanced at Ning'er again: "What's her name?"

Madam Zhu said respectfully, "In reply to your Highness, this child's surname is Shen, and her maiden name is Chaoning."

Lin Ping was a little surprised: "His last name is also Shen, this is fate."

Madam Zhu smiled and replied, "Isn't it a rare fate? I often feel that she is not like my nephew's granddaughter, but more like my own granddaughter."

The princess waved to Ning'er and said, "Good boy, come forward."

A personal maid immediately went down and brought the bewildered Ning'er to the eldest princess.

Seeing that she had almost buried her head in her chest, Lin Ping couldn't help but laugh and said, "I'm not a man-eating tiger, why are you so scared?"

After hearing this, Ning Er raised her head in a panic and whispered, "That's not what I meant..."

Seeing her like this, the princess felt inexplicably soft-hearted. She took the initiative to hold Ning'er's hand and asked with a smile, "Chao Ning, how old are you now?"

Her tone was so gentle that Ning Er slowly felt relieved: "Your Highness, she is already thirteen."

The eldest princess nodded: "Two years younger than my Ying'er."

She turned to Old Madam Zhu and said, "I think this child is very good. Since she lives with you, you should not be too strict with her. At their age, they love to play and make noises. When you have time, you should take them to visit the capital more often."

Every time the princess spoke, Old Lady Zhu responded. She secretly groaned in her heart. Who could have thought that she would run into the eldest princess in such an occasion?

But she happened to see Ning'er at first sight, so she had to bite the bullet and stand up and explain Ning'er's identity as her "cousin".

Madam Zhu appeared calm on the outside, but she was actually feeling uneasy inside.

If you say this in front of the royal family, you can't swallow it. Otherwise, if you take it seriously in the future, it will be easy to punish the Shen family for the crime of "disrespecting the imperial power" and deceiving the emperor.

At this point, we had no choice but to turn the fake into real.

She thought to herself that she had to find someone to go to Jiangdu. No matter what, she had to make sure Ning'er's identity was complete. She just had to wait until the limelight was over before sending someone she could trust...

She never forgot that there was a man with ulterior motives hiding in the mansion.

The eldest princess looked Ning'er up and down, frowning slightly: "Why are you so thin?"

Madam Zhu's eyebrows jumped. She was about to explain, but she heard Ning'er's soft voice: "Your Highness, Ning'er was sick a month ago. Although she is well now, the doctor said that she must take good care of herself. She will be fine after next spring."

Only then did Old Madam Zhu feel relieved. She looked at Ning'er with some surprise. She didn't expect that she would say such words in front of the eldest princess.

Lin Ping's eyes showed pity. She touched Ning'er's hair and said, "Poor girl, no wonder she is so thin."

She turned to the female official serving behind her and instructed: "When we return to the Princess's Mansion, send the wild ginseng that Curry collected to the Xinyuan Marquis's Mansion."

Then he smiled and said to Old Madam Zhu, "This was a tribute in the past. It is not easy to find such a good quality even now. I like Miss Ning so much, so I will give it to her to nourish her body."

Madam Zhu hurriedly stood up to thank the princess, then said, "How can a little girl like her enjoy the princess's treasures?"

Princess Linping smiled and said, "It's just a small thing. Can't I afford it?"

Old Madam Zhu had no choice but to accept it with Ning'er's many thanks.

Lin Ping glanced at Madam Xiang and asked casually, "Didn't you see Madam Xinyuan today?"

But she said to the lady respectfully, "Your Highness, my sister-in-law felt unwell today, so I was sent to serve my mother-in-law."

Lin Ping nodded and said nothing. He just patted Ning'er's hand again and looked at Lin Ruozhen, Xing Yueyuan and others who were sitting at the same table: "I think you guys are getting along well. Let's go down and play together."

Ning'er felt as if she had been pardoned. She thanked the emperor and retreated with a heavy heart.

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Ning'er didn't know that the whole time she was favored by the princess, she was being stared at by a pair of jealous eyes.

Looking at Shen Ruyao's expression, Luo Shuyi stroked her hair and said with a smile: "The Miss Shen in your family is really likable. The Marquis likes her, the old lady protects her, and even the Princess Royal gets along with her..."

Before she finished speaking, Shen Ruyao glared at her cousin with a sullen face and said hatefully, "Who the hell is Miss Shen?"

Looking at the girl, the shame and anger she had felt from being punished by her mother these days surged up. If it weren't for the banquet held by her aunt today, she would probably still be locked up in the Jiaotong Courtyard and not allowed to go out.

Shen Ruyao has always been willing to give up everything she wants since she was a child. Even if she did something wrong, she would just act like a spoiled child and let it go with her mother and grandmother.

She had never been so defeated before, repeatedly, by a lowly girl whom she didn't even care about.

When I went up to pay my respects just now, His Highness just nodded lightly, accepted the greetings and let them go. But why did he joke and reward Shen Chaoning?

Seeing her angry, Luo Shuyi was happy to add fuel to the fire and deliberately advised: "Sister, don't be angry. She is in favor now, Yao'er should not run into her. In order to avoid a conflict, you will be punished, right?"

Shen Ruyao turned her head coldly and stared at her cousin, which made Luo Shuyi a little nervous. Then she said, "Cousin, you don't have to say these things to provoke me! I know exactly what to do."

She had just been released from confinement, so she was not so stupid as to cause trouble for the eldest princess in front of her.

After receiving this remark, Luo Shuyi still had a smile on her face, but secretly her nails were digging into her palms.

Glancing at Ning'er in the distance, she lowered her eyelashes and secretly looked at her proud and flamboyant cousin, her eyes becoming colder and colder.