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

Behind the Arhat couch in the main room of Songshou Hall stands an extremely luxurious huanghuali twelve-panel pine and crane screen with intricate relief carvings and a majestic appearance.

Xiu Yu stood on the right side of the old lady. She waved her hand behind her, signaling the maids standing around to go down first. She said softly, "My Lord is probably sympathetic to the poor and the weak, and feels sorry for Miss Ning who has no parents to rely on. Speaking of which, our Lord may look cold, but he is actually very kind-hearted."

Madam Zhu said, "You are saying these things to fool me. Don't I know Chongyan's personality?"

She seemed to be troubled: "I originally had a ridiculous thought, wondering if Chong Yan had taken a fancy to Ning girl, so he was particularly concerned about her."

Xiu Yu hurriedly said, "I'm afraid the old lady is mistaken. The Marquis is not that kind of person!"

Zhu agreed, "Of course, I asked Chongyan, and he really didn't mean that. I blamed myself for misunderstanding him. But tell me, why would a man be so obsessed with a girl?"

Xiu Yu also began to feel puzzled. The Marquis treated Miss Ning so well that everyone in Song Shou Hall knew about it. If he was just thinking about his old friend and orphan, he wouldn't have to go to this extent.

She thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Instead of us just wondering here, why don't we go and ask the old lady in person when the Marquis gets better?"

Madam Zhu's brows relaxed: "That's exactly the point."

Xiu Yu took the initiative to remind: "Speaking of which, this is probably the first time Miss Ning has gone out to socialize on her own, old lady, what do you think?"

Zhu nodded: "No matter what, when you go out, you are my cousin of Xinyuan Marquis Mansion, and you can't lose your dignity. The two girls around Ning'er are good, but they are young and inexperienced after all."

She pondered for a moment and said, "Well, go and tell Feng Ping to wait on Miss Ning when she goes out today."

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After noon, when Ning'er went to say goodbye to Madam Zhu, she saw a strange woman in her forties standing next to her. She had a low bun and a gold hairpin on her head.

Madam Zhu laughed and pointed at the woman and said, "It's a rare sunny day today, it's good to go out and relax. This is Madam Feng who served Zhu'er before, let her follow you."

Ning Er saw that she was calm and well-dressed, so she knew that she was a respectable lady, so she thanked her hurriedly, "Thank you, Madam Zhu. I'll also trouble Madam Feng to take care of her."

Feng Ping bowed quickly and said, "Miss Ning, I am sorry to bother you." When she smiled, there was a shallow dimple on her left cheek, and she looked quite happy.

Shen Chongyao personally watched over the harnessing of the carriage, and carefully selected four or five smart and perceptive servants. He took Ning'er and repeatedly reminded her: "Miss, this is your first time going to someone's house, so don't treat yourself badly. Just make yourself happy. If you are not happy or someone makes things difficult for you, please ask Chuncao to come out and tell the boys. I will come to pick you up right away."

Ning'er listened to Shen Chongyao's chatter and felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She was invited to Lin Ruozhan's house, not to venture into any dangerous place. Why did the second master look like he was afraid of being bullied?

She smiled and said, "Second Master, don't worry. Ning'er has remembered everything. Didn't you say that Master Lin's family is upright and honest, and advised me to stay at the Lin family for a few days? Why are you worried now?"

Shen Chongyao was so worried that he couldn't even express it, so he let the emperor's beloved child leave the palace alone. If possible, he would have wanted to go with him.

Unfortunately, he could only watch Ning'er get into the car alone, and surrounded by maids and old women, they drove towards the Lin family.

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The Lin family was located on the east side of the imperial city, occupying most of the streets. In terms of the luxury of the mansion, it was naturally not as luxurious as the Xinyuan Marquis Mansion, which had been run by nobles for hundreds of years. But it was also elegant, quiet and secluded, and inadvertently revealed the atmosphere of a noble family with a long history of officialdom and scholarly culture.

In terms of official position, Lin Ruozhan's father was the Left Censor-in-Chief, in charge of the Censorate. He was responsible for reporting rumors and impeaching officials. He was a second-rank official who held real power.

As his eldest daughter, Lin Ruozhan naturally holds an extraordinary status in the circle of powerful people in Beijing.

Unfortunately, her character, to put it nicely, was upright and aloof, to put it bluntly, a little wild and arrogant. Therefore, despite her noble birth and outstanding appearance, she was not very popular with those noble ladies.

Fortunately, she never cared about these things. Yesterday, she received an invitation from the Xinyuan Marquis' Mansion and knew that Ning'er would come today. She informed the mansion early in the morning and asked the gatehouse to be careful and not neglect her distinguished guest.

When the Shen family's carriage arrived at the Lin residence, a large, black carriage was parked in front of the door. As soon as the horses were reined in, a domineering young man in brocade clothes got out of the carriage. He had a handsome face, but his brows were very gloomy.

As soon as he got off the carriage, he frowned and looked at the red-wheeled carriage with a green canopy and tassels behind him. His eyes fell on the Danglu on the horse's forehead and he recognized it at a glance: "Is it the carriage of Xinyuan Marquis's Mansion?"

He wondered in his heart, when did the Shen family and the Lin family get together?

At this moment, the curtain of the carriage moved, and two slim maids got off the carriage. They were dressed in red and green and looked very pretty.

They took out a bronze-inlaid plum blossom-shaped sedan chair, put it down carefully, lifted the curtain and called softly, "Miss, we're here."

The young man was touched and could not help but stop and take a few more glances. He saw an extremely slender hand stretched out from the car. On the wrist was a ring of emerald jade bracelets, which made the white wrist look even more frosty and white, not like a real person.

Then, a slender little girl, holding the hand of a maid, slowly walked down from the car.

Her face looked frail, and it was obvious that she had been ill since childhood, but her eyes, as clear as glass, gave her a lively look.

She was wearing a smoky pink long dress, and her every move was like a willow swaying in the wind, delicate and charming. Her waist seemed to be only as big as a palm, making people worry that it would break if bent.

The girl seemed to be aware of his gaze and raised her eyes to look at him.

His heart, which had always been as quiet as a stone, suddenly began to beat wildly. He heard himself walking uncontrollably in front of her and asked in a somewhat bewildered manner, "May I ask your name, young lady?"

Ning Er looked at this unconventional young man in astonishment, and was immediately confused. She was just a guest at someone else's house, so she remembered the etiquette and only reminded him implicitly: "Sir, may I borrow your money?"

Feng Ping hurried to Ning'er's side. She could tell at a glance that the man was well-dressed and had an arrogant look. He must be rich or noble, but she didn't know whether he was the host or the guest.

It is better not to offend such a person easily. She quickly bowed and answered, "Our Miss Shen was invited by Miss Lin and came to the Lin Mansion to attend the appointment. May I know what your name is?"

The young man in brocade robe finally woke up from his dream and bowed hurriedly, saying, "I am sorry for being rude. It turns out to be Miss Shen. I am Lu Kui, the deer from Luming, and I am here to visit a friend."

Lu Kui?

This surname is rare. Ning'er turned it over in her mind but had no impression of it, as if she had never heard of this person before.