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

"What!" Ning'er screamed in shock.

She didn't care how Chu Huan got the news, she just asked, "Who is it?"

Chu Huan shook his head: "We have to wait until Han Guang comes back to find out who it is. Or..." He raised his head and looked towards the main hall: "Wait a little longer, there may be news from Zhu's family."

Ning'er couldn't help but walk back and forth a few steps. She said worriedly, "It seems that what Aunt Ye said is true. Someone really was murdered!" She repeated Ye Zhen's previous statement to Chu Huan exactly.

Chu Huan pondered and said, "According to what Ye said, it is most likely a woman?"

Ning Er hesitated and said, "If the scream I heard earlier is true, it was indeed a woman's voice. But it's hard to say what it was."

Chu Huan looked at Ning'er and said, "We are not from the Three Departments. We don't need to worry about investigating the case and arresting the murderer. But someone has died in the Marquis' Mansion, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to maintain peace for a while. What are your plans, Ning'er?"

Ning Er was still a little confused after he asked her this. She pointed at herself and said, "Ling Wei, are you asking about my plan?"

Lingwei... it sounded really pleasant when it came out of her mouth. Chu Huan blinked lightly to avoid revealing an inappropriate smile.

He said bluntly, "Of course. It's not safe here. In my opinion, I should take you out of the house tonight. But I'm afraid you won't agree, so I want to ask you what you plan to do."

Ning'er was still immersed in the sudden murder case, and she fell into deep thought after hearing this. She thought about this question seriously: "If I just leave, what will happen to Chuncao, Lingzhi and the others? Wouldn't it mean that if the murder case over there is not solved, my missing case will be raised here?"

She asked Chu Huan: "I heard Shen Chengying say earlier that he wanted to report the encounter with the thief to the Military Affairs Department and the Patrol Battalion, but Madam Luo strongly opposed it. Now that someone has died in the Marquis' Mansion, will the government be alerted?"

Chu Huan's beautiful eyes showed a hint of ridicule: "The key lies in the identity of the person who died. If this person was a servant of the Marquis' Mansion, then he probably died in vain. Although the laws of the country have long been clearly stated that it is forbidden to arbitrarily torture and kill servants, for a noble family like the Xinyuan Marquis' Mansion, if they really lost a servant, they would report that he died of illness. As long as no one reports it to the authorities, which government office would be blind enough to investigate it to the end?"

"But if this person is a good person, and his family members are all there, and they are determined to redress his grievances, and the incident really gets out of hand, then even the princes and nobles will probably be severely reprimanded."

Ning Er murmured, "Then it seems that the Marquis' Mansion wants to make a small matter out of a big one and keep it secret from everyone."

Chu Huan snorted softly, "It's not most likely, it's definitely. These people are most afraid that the scandals they have done in private will be spread out of their homes. For the sake of the glory and dignity of the family, there is no doubt that they will break their arms and hide them in their sleeves."

"But, how do we catch people in this case?" Ning'er asked puzzledly.

Chu Huan said, "If it is true as Ye said, that a woman is missing, then it is probably due to the inner house's secret affairs. With the methods of Old Madam Zhu, it is not difficult to deal with such a matter."

"But I'm afraid some desperate criminals will sneak in and kill people just to save their lives. Then, whether you are happy or not, I will have to find a way to get you out and hide."

After saying that, Chu Huan did not urge her, but just waited quietly for Ning'er's answer.

Five steps away, there was an endless heavy rain in the night sky. Not only did it not stop, but there was no sign of it even getting smaller.

Ning Er looked at Chu Huan's wet clothes and his jade-like face with some hesitation, and asked inexplicably: "Are you still cold?"

Chu Huan was shocked by her sudden move, but he quickly reacted: "Ning'er, don't worry about me. Am I made of paper? Will I fall down in the wind or collapse in the rain?"

But he returned Ning'er's previous words to her exactly as they were.

"You——" Ning Er was angry: "It's already this time, and you're still joking!"

Chu Huan reached out his hand and gently covered hers: "Look, is it not so cold anymore?"

Ning'er felt it hesitantly. The slender fingers rested on the back of her hand. Although they were still cold, they were definitely not as bone-chillingly cold as when they first met.

Chu Huan smiled and comforted her: "Although I am not as skilled as Xiao Ding and the others, I have laid a solid foundation since I was young. Even if I am exposed to the cold rain and wind all night, it doesn't matter."

Ning'er suddenly stretched out her hand and pinched his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, who would curse themselves like this?" She quickly withdrew her hand, as if she immediately realized what a childish and stupid thing she had done, and her face suddenly turned red from her neck to the top of her head.

Chu Huan was caught off guard by this and froze on the spot. After a moment, he burst into laughter.

Ning Er was so frightened that she quickly covered his mouth: "Oh my God, please speak softly, do you really think there is no one else here?"

Chu Huan's eyes were filled with bright smiles. He lowered his head to look at Ning'er, shining like a star in this dark rainy night: "Ning'er, do you want to go to school?"

Now it was Ning'er's turn to be stunned by his fantastic words: "Is this the time to talk about this?"

Chu Huan smiled at her and said, "Why not? I wanted to ask you last time, but I didn't have time. When I received your letter that day, I had this idea. Although you haven't studied calligraphy seriously, your writings are full of style. In my opinion, you may have a talent for calligraphy and painting. Why don't you take advantage of your youth and leisure time to learn it seriously?"

Ning'er retorted in her heart that it was not a letter, but just a note. She couldn't help feeling ashamed when she thought about Chu Huan's comments on the content she wrote on it.

But his tone was serious, not like a whim, Ning Er became nervous again: "Can I, can I?"

Chu Huan encouraged her softly, "Why not? If you're willing, leave it to me. I'll find a good reason and won't let you be judged by others."

Ning'er was actually moved, but she still struggled to say, "But will this be too much trouble for you?"

"You call me second brother, what's the trouble? If you don't agree, I will have to find a way to persuade you, that would be troublesome." Chu Huan said very easily: "In this case, then we have a deal, you can see my arrangement when the time comes."

He finalized the matter in just a few words: "When Ning'er has learned it, don't forget to leave the first piece of calligraphy to me."

Ning'er's cheeks flushed at what he said, but she still remembered the important matter: "There's no rush for this imaginary matter, but what should I say now?"

Chu Huan was in a very good mood at this time. He had an idea in his mind: "It's getting late and the dew is heavy. Since you don't want to leave, go back to your room and have a good sleep. When you wake up, you will know the result naturally."

He pulled out a copper whistle half a finger long from his bosom: "I'll let Han Guang guard in front of your room tonight. If there is anything urgent, blow this."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and blew gently to his lips, and the copper whistle suddenly emitted a lifelike sound of birds singing.

Ning'er put the whistle into her purse and reluctantly told Chu Huan: "Remember, go back and change your clothes quickly."

Chu Huan nodded with a smile and watched her return to the room before he tied on his wet heavy cloak and turned to walk into the rain.

In the dark night, Chu Huan walked very fast. In just a moment, he was out of Songshou Hall. He turned his head and looked deeply in the direction of Ning'er's boudoir.

I don't know when several dark figures appeared behind him. He said slowly: "Go find Shen Er to see me."