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

After passing Xixiyuan, there is an inner wall that stretches from north to south. There is a corner door on the north side. Across the corridor is a row of neatly arranged servants' quarters. Going further north, there is a back door that leads to the street.

Chu Huan adjusted the angle for Ning Er: "Look over there."

The crystal was polished into a clear convex and concave lens. Through the telescope, Ning'er saw a figure standing faintly in front of the west corner door.

It can be seen that it is a young woman, not tall, but with a slim waist, wearing rough clothes. She looked around vigilantly, and when she saw that there was no one around, she took out the key from her bosom and was about to open the door.

Ning Er was surprised and asked, "She wants to go out? The old lady had this corner door sealed a long time ago. Where did she get the key?"

Chu Huan turned to look at Ning'er: "Since just now, this person has been hiding outside the yard in a sneaky manner. As soon as the fire was put out, she was eager to go out. It seems that she is waiting for some news."

"Take a closer look, do you recognize him?

Ning Er raised the telescope again and took a closer look. "She looks familiar, but I can't remember her name. But judging by her attire, she doesn't look like a maidservant in the inner house."

A family like Xinyuanhou Mansion, which prided itself on being respectable, never treated servants harshly. Maids of second rank and above ate, wore and dressed the same as ordinary masters and daughters, and silk and satin were not uncommon.

The woman in front of me clearly wasn't some kind of chores person, but she was wearing rough clothes and dishevelled hair, and dressed like a low-class cleaner...

"Either she is deliberately hiding her identity, or she is a maid who did something wrong and was demoted by her master."

She couldn't help but sigh: "If Lingzhi was here, she would definitely recognize her. There is no maid in this mansion that she doesn't know."

While the two were talking, Ning'er watched her open the corner door, and then she slipped out of the door. She couldn't help but said anxiously, "She's out!"

Chu Huan then said, "She seems to be waiting for news from the small Buddhist temple just like us. I saw clearly just now that the soldiers from the military division did not find the old woman's body in the ashes of the small Buddhist temple."

Ning'er jumped up suddenly: "Really?" Not finding Liu Kui's body means that she might still be alive!

Ning Er put away the telescope and pondered, "But if she is not in the small Buddhist temple, where else could she be? There was a fire in Xixi Courtyard out of nowhere. It can't be that Aunt Ye suddenly had a kind heart and wanted to rescue her in the chaos?"

Chu Huan said quietly, "If there were no soldiers from the Central City Military Division tonight, I'm afraid that when the fire burned out at dawn, a charred corpse would be found in the Buddhist temple."

Ning Er suddenly realized: "I understand, she is Aunt Ye's person. So... she was the one who secretly stole Liu Kui away!"

Chu Huan nodded: "What do you want to do? Do you still want to look for her?"

Ning'er gritted her teeth and said, "Yes!" Ye Zhen probably didn't say many truths. If she missed Liu Kui, she didn't know how long she would have to wait to find clues about her mother.

Her answer seemed to be within Chu Huan's expectations: "Okay, then we'll follow them."

"Follow her?" Ning'er couldn't help but ask: "How? She's already gone out, and we don't have the key."

Chu Huan chuckled softly: "Silly child, I have never used a key when entering or leaving the Marquis' Mansion."

He exerted a little force, and Ning'er sat on his arms: "Instead of worrying about this, you might as well think about how to explain to your old lady after disappearing for so long."

It was not until the two of them swiftly passed over the eaves that Ning'er finally realized in a daze: Oh no, Chuncao will be anxious again.

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After Chu Huan leisurely walked through the courtyard wall, crossed the row of courtyard walls outside the government road, and put her down, Ning'er finally felt down to earth again.

She turned her head in disbelief: "It really came out like this?"

Chu Huan smiled and said, "Isn't it faster than the sedan you usually take?"

Ning Er was a little nervous because it was the first time she had to do such a job of chasing people. But Chu Huan seemed to have the natural ability to do such a thing smoothly with a bright and cheerful face.

The previous few times Ning'er went out of the house, she was accompanied by maids and old women. She rode in a sedan chair out of the Chuihua Gate, and then changed to a carriage to go out of the corner gate at the main gate.

It was nothing like today, when two people took advantage of the dark night, climbed over the eaves and walls, passed through the blocked back door, and came to this completely unfamiliar street.

Ning Er was a little curious: "Why are all the houses here the same?"

Chu Huan led her out while explaining in a low voice: "These are all the courtyards where low-level servants live. Each one has a mark, so naturally they are all exactly the same."

Ning Er looked around and saw only her and Chu Huan in the deep and quiet streets. She couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "I don't see anyone else. Did we lose them?"

Chu Huan pointed to the bright light in the north and said, "Since the woman wants to leave the house, she must go through this back door to the street. Let's go north and see."

This place is different from the mansion. Even in the deserted places, there are lights on sporadically. In the long and narrow corridor, it is so dark that you can't see a single light. When no one is talking, you can only hear the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the house.

The further Ning Er walked, the more frightened she became. She couldn't help but stick to Chu Huan. She gently pulled his sleeve and whispered, "Why is it so dark here?"

Chu Huan's mind was always on Ning'er. Seeing her like this, he knew that the little girl was scared. He asked softly, "Can I hold your hand?"

According to his heart, he should carry Ning'er all the way there, but she was a little shy, and Chu Huan didn't want to see her feel awkward, so he let her walk by herself after leaving the house.

Ning Er didn't say anything, but after a while, she quietly put her hand into Chu Huan's palm. Holding his hand, the fear in Ning Er's heart dissipated a lot in an instant.

She was quite embarrassed and unwilling to admit it, so she asked him in a roundabout way: "Lingwei, were you afraid of the dark when you were a child?"

After a moment, Chu Huan's low laughter came from the darkness: "Well, I was very afraid of the dark when I was a child. At night, I had to light candles all over the room before I dared to close my eyes."

Ning'er couldn't believe it: "Really? My mother said that if children sleep with lights on at night, they won't grow tall." She stretched out her hand to measure the heights of the people around her: "It seems that my mother is just trying to fool me."

In the night, Chu Huan's voice sounded particularly gentle: "I wasn't lying to you. Your mother is right. Ning'er, don't learn from me. You should turn off the lights before going to bed."

After a while, he asked, "Ning'er, do you like mother very much?"

The little hand in her palm suddenly curled up, and there was unspeakable frustration in Ning'er's voice: "Well, mother treats Ning'er very well."

Chu Huan couldn't bear it: "What about father?"

He gently comforted Ning'er, his voice softer than the spring breeze in March: "Ning'er, do you want to find your father?"