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

Ning Er fanned the old lady while whispering in her ear, "Old lady, wake up, wake up. The Marquis is still waiting for you! Yan Ling risked his life to bring back news, the Marquis must have something to say to you."

The old lady groaned in her throat, opened her eyes with difficulty, and motioned Xiuyu to help her up. Her voice was thin as a thread, but she held on with all her might: "Yes, Chongyan is still waiting for me."

After a lot of effort, Mrs. Zhu finally sat back on the couch. She said with difficulty: "What do you think we should do now?"

Seeing that the old lady had recovered her breath, Yan Ling whispered, "My Lord, you are here on a secret mission to inspect on behalf of the emperor. You cannot return to the capital without the king's order. But in this situation, how can you stay in Daonan any longer? You must return to the capital as soon as possible for medical treatment."

"Now that the Marquis is unconscious, he cannot submit a petition. We cannot afford the time it takes to travel back and forth from the capital to Daonan. After much deliberation, we have decided to ask the old lady to submit a petition on our behalf, apologize in person, and beg for mercy. Meanwhile, Qingyu and the others will escort the Marquis back to the city. They will not enter the city yet, and will return to the palace to call for a doctor as soon as His Majesty allows them to return to the capital."

The old lady held Ning'er's hand tightly and said, "Okay, I will hand in the card to the palace and ask to see His Majesty!"

She had the imperial decree of being a first-rank marquis' wife, so naturally she could petition to enter the palace. However, the emperor's harem was still vacant, so if she wanted to enter the palace to meet him, she had to first ask to see the empress dowager.

Shen Chongyao hurriedly asked, "Mother, it's late at night now. Can we at least wait until dawn?"

The old lady couldn't help but burst into tears: "I can wait, but my son can't!"

Fortunately, it was already the late night and the palace curfew would be lifted soon.

After hearing the news, Luo Miaoyun's hands and feet turned cold and she stayed where she was. She wanted to ask the old lady to take her into the palace.

But when she glanced over, she saw the embarrassed Mama Liu with her back to the others, desperately winking at her. She hesitated for a moment and didn't say it. The opportunity had been missed, and it would be far-fetched to say it again.

Luo Miaoyun saw that Mother Liu had something urgent to tell her, and their attention was not there at the moment, so she walked over unnoticed.

For a moment, everyone forgot about Zhu Xiao's matter.

Shen Chongyao immediately stood up and was about to go back to the second room. His heart was beating fast. If the emperor was still there, he would risk everything to plead for his brother.

I hope the emperor can show special mercy to the Shen family because of their generations of loyalty.

Before leaving, he suddenly remembered that Liu Kui was still there, but this matter was of great importance and he must not let her leak the news, not to mention that she was involved in several relationships.

Shen Chongyao turned around and whispered to the old lady, "Mother, Liu's status is still unclear, and my eldest brother has suffered such a disaster. We can't let her go at this time."

Madam Zhu nodded tiredly and instructed Xiuyu: "Immediately have someone lock her up in the small Buddhist temple in Xixiyuan. Take away all her jewelry and valuables. Do not leave any sharp weapons behind. Find four strong old women to take turns watching her day and night. Do not be harsh on her food, clothing, and daily life."

"Just don't let anyone talk to her easily." She hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Even the lady can't meet alone. I don't have time to deal with her right now, so I'll take good care of her first."

At this time, Luo Miaoyun had already returned to her previous seat. She remained calm on the surface, but her heart was in a state of conflict. The words that Liu's mother had just whispered in her ear kept turning over and over in her mind:

"Miss, you must stay calm and keep an eye on the young master. If something happens to the marquis, the young master will be the only heir. At that time, who else in the mansion can surpass you?"

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and she spoke quickly and hastily, but every word clearly penetrated into her heart: "Don't worry too much... In my opinion, if the Marquis dies, the disaster that the young lady was worried about before will be completely resolved!"

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When Shen Chongyao hurried back to Xinmiaozhai, Feixing had been waiting at the door for a long time, "My Lord, you are finally back. That Lord..."

Shen Chongyao waved him away, not caring what he said at all, and rushed into the study. He took a deep breath, bent his legs, and was about to kneel down.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of the empty chair in the upper room. He stopped and stood up quickly. He turned around and looked around. The room was completely silent. There was no sign of human activity, let alone people.

Fei Xing chased in at this time and finished the second half of the sentence: "Second Master, that noble master left two quarters of an hour ago. He also left this for you!"

He panted and took out an envelope from under the paperweight on the desk. Shen Chongyao slapped his head and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? You almost made your master look ridiculous!"

Fei Xing said aggrievedly: "I wanted to say something, but you didn't let me finish!" He had been squatting in front of the door for so long that his legs were numb.

Shen Chongyao lectured him again: "You took this imperial... this calligraphy directly? What if it gets dirty? You are being reckless."

Feixing rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Second Master, look at your hands, you need to wash them properly!" Then he went to arrange the washbasin and other things.

Shen Chongyao looked down and realized that his hands were stained with dark blue spots from being out in the wind and rain, and his clothes were even more stained with black and blue spots.

He stared at the envelope in a daze. The emperor left the mansion quietly and probably had already returned to the palace by now.

He sighed inwardly that it was just a short moment's difference. In this case, the matter of seeing the emperor would have to be done as Yan Ling said, and the old lady would have to submit a petition to the emperor.

After finally changing his clothes and washing his head and face, Shen Chongyao waved away the maid in the room and opened the letter carefully.

Even though it was not his first time seeing it, Shen Chongyao couldn't help but bend down, because this was a freshly made imperial calligraphy!

What caught my eye was still the elegant handwriting, which only wrote a few words: "Ning Jun temporarily lives in the Marquis' Mansion, and you should serve me wholeheartedly, just as I do. If there is anything undecided, you can be allowed to see me without a decree."

Even though he was deeply worried about his brother's situation at this moment, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

To meet the emperor without an imperial edict... for a mere newly appointed secretary of the Honglu Temple, what a great honor and trust it means!

And Your Majesty, you even have to serve Ning'er as you would serve the king.

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There was a roar of wind and rain outside the window, but Ning'er keenly noticed that the rain had gradually slowed down.

At this moment, the old lady had sent them all out and was unpacking boxes and cabinets in the house, taking out a complete set of imperial headgear and clothes, and starting to put on makeup according to their ranks.

Zishan had recovered from the shock a little, and she whispered, "Don't think it's still dark now. By the time the old lady puts on her phoenix crown and bridal robe, I'm afraid it will be light in the sky."

Ning'er tossed and turned in bed, her mind in a turmoil. She was worried about the Marquis's injuries and wished she could go and see them with her own eyes, but she couldn't let go of her mother and was thinking about the ambiguous attitude of Mother Liu and Aunt Ye before.

She stayed awake all night, with a myriad of thoughts weighing heavily on her mind.

At this time, Ning Er suddenly had a thought: I wonder if Chu Huan has returned home by now? My clothes are soaked through, so I need to change them as soon as possible.

From the deepest part of the forest filled with luxuriant flowers came the sounds of gentle chirps.

This extremely long rainy night is finally coming to an end, and dawn is coming little by little.