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

Xiang Ming acted very efficiently. Ning Er explained her purpose to her. She waved her hand and beckoned a young boy in blue clothes with pigtails over: "Wait here and take the letter back to the gatehouse for the young lady right away."

As he spoke, he took Ning'er into a side room on the west side. On the left side of the door was a high table with writing brushes, ink, paper, and other items on it. Xiang Ming asked with a smile, "Miss, are you going back by yourself, or will I do it for you?"

Ning Er didn't mind handwriting the letter to Chu Huan, but she was embarrassed to let Sister Lin see her handwriting. She blushed a little: "I have to trouble Sister Xiang Ming."

Seeing that Ning Er didn't bring a reply letter with her, Xiang Ming thought that she would ask her for help, and said with a smile: "What's the big deal? It's a job I'm used to doing. When the Marquis is busy, he often asks me to write letters for him."

As she spoke, her hands kept moving: "Are you ready to go over there, girl?"

Ning Er nodded and said, "Yes, Sister Lin has sent me invitations again and again, it would be bad to refuse."

Xiang Ming had served in the Marquis' study for many years, and had long since mastered the correct, elegant, and harmonious Taige style of writing, which was graceful and appropriate, and very suitable for use in written communication.

She was thoughtful and understood Ning'er's meaning. In a short while, she drafted a reply letter and handed it to Ning'er for review.

Then he turned around and took out a Huanghuali wood gift box inlaid with hundreds of treasures: "This is our girl's first time socializing, so we should be more serious."

Ning'er took a look at the flat box and found it was exquisitely made. The lid was inlaid with floral and bird patterns using hardwood, lapis lazuli, jadeite, mother-of-pearl and other materials. The colors were bright and the texture was lustrous. What was even more rare was that it was lively and vivid. It was obviously a famous product at first glance.

Ning Er said, "Fortunately, I asked my sister to write for me. If I had written the post, I'm afraid it wouldn't be worthy of being put in this greeting box."

Xiang Ming packed it up for her and said with a smile, "Miss, you are just joking. Just ask, and the Marquis will be eager to bring any golden sandalwood treasure to you."

She looked at Ning'er's pair of thin white wrists: "It's just that you are young and weak, so your wrists are a little weak. When you are well, you can become a disciple of the top scholar. In less than two years, you will have left us pensmiths and calligraphers in the dust!"

Ning Er's cheeks turned red with embarrassment: "Good sister, please stop laughing at me."

When she mentioned this, she was startled, and remembered that night when she and Chu Huan had a private conversation, he said he wanted to send her to school.

By now, Ning'er has gradually figured out Chu Huan's style of doing things.

Even though he appeared to be obedient in front of her, he was actually a man of his word. His methods were so gentle and considerate that she couldn't say "no".

It's really strange. They have only known each other for a short time, but when they get along with each other in private, it's like they are old acquaintances meeting again after a long separation.

Ning Er couldn't guess what kind of high-sounding reason Chu Huan was looking for to find a famous teacher for herself. She simply gave up thinking about it and stopped worrying about it.

Xiang Ming put an envelope on the gift box and handed it to the young boy in blue, saying, "Just say it's a reply from De Lin Zhai. Don't delay and send it out immediately."

The little boy shook the braid on his head and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Sister Xiangming, I'll send it over right away."

Ning'er looked at the exquisite gift box and suddenly remembered that the son-in-law that Lin Ruozhen's father had chosen was the second son of Prince Rui's Mansion.

Sister Lin was so anxious to find me, could it be that she was still thinking about this matter and was still thinking about finding that "young hero" from Jiangdu?

Ning'er watched the boy run away with the gift box in his arms, and she immediately regretted it...

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Madam Zhu was in a state of panic for two days, fearing that the murderer who killed Zhu Xiao would take advantage of the Marquis's critical condition to cause chaos in the mansion. Fortunately, these two days were finally peaceful.

No matter what happens behind the scenes, at least on the surface everything seems peaceful for the time being.

She looked at herself in the mirror for a long time before she sighed, "Why do I feel like I've aged five or six years in the past few days?"

Xiu Yu hurriedly comforted her, "The old lady has been up all night for a few days, so she looks a little tired. Mother and son are connected by heart, and the old lady is suffering because the Marquis is seriously injured. When the Marquis is well, you should take good care of yourself for a while, and everything will be fine."

Madam Zhu said, "Don't try to fool me. Don't you know what I am like? That's all." At this moment, the only thing on her mind was her son. "How is the Marquis recovering today? What did Doctor Xue say?"

Xiu Yu said, "The Marquis had a fever at three o'clock last night, but with the help of Imperial Physician Bai, who kept watch over him and gave him medicine and acupuncture, the fever subsided by dawn. Judge Xue examined him today and said that the Marquis had a very good foundation and that he would get better faster than an ordinary person if he survived the night."

Mrs. Zhu would chant the Buddha's name whenever she heard a word. In the past few days, in addition to visiting her son and taking care of the affairs in the mansion, she would kneel in front of the Buddha from time to time, praying to the Buddha to bless Chongyan to be safe and sound: "Amitabha, when Chongyan is well, I will go to Chengguo Temple in person to fulfill my vow and build another golden statue for the Bodhisattva."

Xiu Yu said: "The Marquis has done great deeds and is a very blessed person, so the old lady can rest assured."

Old Madam Zhu narrowed her eyes and asked, "Is Miss Song serving him right now?"

Xiu Yu hurriedly replied, "Isn't it? Yesterday, Aunt Song received your order and was so excited that she moved into the Marquis's courtyard immediately. I heard that she served him very attentively, better than any other maid."

Madam Zhu said, "She should serve her husband with all her heart. I just hope she can please Chongyan so that they can get closer in the future."

Xiu Yu smiled and said, "Although Concubine Song's family background is not prominent, she is smart and knows that you are trying to promote her. She never forgets to kowtow to you every morning and evening, just to repay you and the Marquis for your kindness."

Madam Zhu smiled and said, "Tell Song girl that as long as she serves with all her heart, we will never treat her unfairly in the future. It all depends on whether she has the ability to capture the heart of the Marquis."

"By the way, how is Aunt Ye doing?"

Xiu Yu thought for a moment, "Ye Yiang came here frequently during the day, but she would leave on her own initiative when the lights were on, and she had no intention of competing with Song Yiang. I see that the Marquis' illness has drained away a third of Ye Yiang's spirit. It seems like she really cares about the Marquis."

Madam Zhu sighed, "She is a devoted woman, and she is loyal to Chongyan. Just for An'er's sake, you should give her some respect. Go to the storehouse and pick some good herbs and send them to her yard."

Xiu Yu responded in a low voice. She suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly, "Madam, there is one more small matter. Miss Ning received a letter from the Left Censor-in-Chief and came here early in the morning to say that she would go to the Lin Mansion in the afternoon to keep an appointment."

Madam Zhu opened her eyes: "Oh? There is such a thing?"

Xiu Yu said, "It's absolutely true. Xiang Ming passed on the visiting card. Miss Lin and Miss Ning are very close, and they sent several invitations in the past few days. Miss Ning was worried about the Marquis and refused to go out. Today, she really couldn't refuse, so she went."

Madam Zhu was surprised and said, "I didn't expect that Miss Ning would adopt Miss Lin's temperament? These two people have very different personalities, how can they get along?"

Xiu Yu smiled and said, "In my opinion, Miss Ning has acted properly. Although she is gentle, she has a strong character and is admirable."

When Mrs. Zhu heard Ning'er's name, she thought of the bloody pearl in Chongyan's hand.

She changed her posture and said in a serious tone, "Tell me, is Chongyan treating that girl too well?"