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

Since entering the mansion, Song Qiuxin has been paying attention to the personnel affairs in the mansion. Ye Zhen, who is also a concubine like her and has much more experience, is the person she is trying hard to make friends with.

She knew very well that she was young and came from a humble family. Although she was born into a good family, in this wealthy mansion, in terms of respectability and education, she was probably not as good as Aunt Ye who came with Madam Luo from the Shangshu Mansion as a dowry.

The old lady decided to take her into the house because she valued her mother's ability to give birth to children and hoped that she could give birth to children for the Marquis as soon as possible.

Although Concubine Ye was a little older and her appearance was damaged due to physical injuries, she had given birth to a son and made contributions to the Shen family. Although she was not favored in recent years, she was very much loved by the Marquis. She was also very gentle and never made things difficult for others. Those gossipy servants talked about her behind her back and were all impressed by her.

Ye Zhen's face was smooth and beautiful, and she was waiting for her answer with a smile. Aunt Song's eyes fell on her uneven silver hair, but she intuitively felt that there was something else in her words, as if she was criticizing her.

She quickly responded, "Sister Ye is right. But," Song Qiuxin showed a bit of embarrassment, "The old lady specifically asked me to answer. If she asks, I don't know what I should say."

The half-drooped eyelashes concealed the faint mockery in Ye Zhen's eyes. Although Song Qiuxin was married, she still looked like a girl. After hearing a few nice words, she was coaxed by the old lady and was at a loss.

Unlike them, they have been wasting time in this house for too long, even if they are thinking about setting fire and killing people, they still look innocent on their faces.

She smiled and glanced at Xiang Ming: "How difficult is that? Ask Xiang Ming to tell the old lady that Sister Song will have to stay in the Marquis' room tonight to keep watch. I don't think the old lady will blame you if we don't have this meeting."

Song Qiuxin was young after all, and when she heard this, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks. Although she lived in the Marquis's courtyard these days, she was very respectful and had never done the job of keeping watch in the Marquis's room.

She blushed and said, "Sister, stop joking."

Seeing her like this, Aunt Ye couldn't help but laugh with Xiang Ming: "Look at how shy she is. She is already an aunt, but she still thinks of herself as a little girl. Now she is shy to keep watch at night, what will she do in the future?"

Out of concern for the Lord's sleep, the others were laughing and chatting, but their voices were kept very low. Xiang Ming said seriously, "What do you think, Madam Song? If you don't mind the trouble, I will pack your bedding."

She had already reached an agreement with Ye Zhen that before the Marquis was confirmed to be fine, the fact that he was seriously ill today must not be disclosed to the old lady.

Song Qiuxin couldn't help but be moved after hearing this. Xinyuan Hou was not only her lifelong support, but also the man she had fallen in love with the first time she saw him. She was naturally happy to have the opportunity to get closer to him.

Xiang Ming and Ye Zhen looked at each other and knew that she had been persuaded. Without giving her the opportunity to hesitate, they started to arrange all matters concerning Aunt Song's stay to keep watch all night.

Seeing this, Ye Zhen stood up calmly, walked gracefully to the couch in front of the Marquis, and gently placed the silk handkerchief that had taken so much effort to embroider on the head of Shen Chongyan's bed.

As soon as she left the courtyard, a pretty maid came up to her. Seeing that there was no one around, she whispered, "Aunt, Qiujun left the house smoothly. I'm afraid she has already arrived there by now."

It was her most trusted personal maid Huaping.

Aunt Ye heard this, but it was within her expectations. She said softly, "It's a pity that we didn't catch the eavesdropping thief. But fortunately, we saw that the people from the Military Affairs Department closed the case and left, and nothing that was disadvantageous to us was leaked."

"Auntie, watch your step." Huaping supported Ye Zhen and echoed, "Mother Liu fell into our hands, and the fire was covered up by mistake. Now we see that the Marquis has survived again, which shows that the young master is still alive and is protecting mother."

Ye Zhen gave a short laugh and scolded, "You are such a chatterbox. I only hope that An'er can go to heaven and be reborn in a place of wealth, honor and kindness."

The liveliness in her eyes was like the white mist rising from boiling water, which would disappear without a trace if the wind blew. She patted the maid's hand and said, "That's easy to say. I'm afraid there are many more dangers here."

Only by controlling Liu Kui can we find evidence against Luo Miaoyun. After that, it will be extremely difficult to bring her down.

She sued her master as a slave and her wife as a concubine. If the Shuntian Prefecture heard about it, she would probably be punished for high treason first.

What's more, Luo Miaoyun is not like Liu Kui, a helpless old woman. She is the legitimate daughter of the Shangshu, the mistress of the Xinyuan Marquis's Mansion, and the marquis' wife with the first-rank imperial decree.

Any pressure from her status could easily turn her into ashes as a maid or concubine.

Ye Zhen turned her head to look at the courtyard that was gradually left in the night. The palace lanterns under the eaves emitted warm and soft lights.

The corners of her mouth raised a gentle smile: "The world is difficult. It is such a blessing to be able to marry a man like the Marquis. But there are always people who don't know how to appreciate their blessings."

"Hey. Huaping, tell me, if the news of today's fire reaches the Luo family, will our wife come back early tomorrow morning?"

Huaping smiled cheerfully: "Based on our Madam's personality, if she knew that the small Buddhist temple had caught fire, I'm afraid she would not be able to sit still. She would definitely go back to the Marquis' Mansion and bring troops to question us."

Ye Zhen nodded. Luo Miaoyun looked smart and capable, but in fact, she was a weak person with a pretty face.

Mrs. Luo was a strict woman. She was raised by Mama Liu. If she still had some affection, apart from her two children, it was for this wet nurse.

She thought clearly that Liu Kui's disappearance would definitely make Luo Miaoyun panic. And the fact that the Marquis's Mansion could not hand over anyone was enough to make her suspicious and uneasy.

From this perspective, the troops from the Military Affairs Department came uninvited tonight and accidentally did a good thing. Otherwise, even if they forged a charred corpse, it would be hard to guarantee that there would be no flaws.

All the most important things in the world are about speed. This thought rolled over in her mind for a while, and she suddenly turned around and told Huaping: "Think of a way to prepare a car. I think I have to go to Mama Liu tonight."

Otherwise, the night will be long and full of dreams.

No matter how scheming Aunt Ye was, she probably didn't expect that someone had already seen through her plan. Not only that, but someone was also planning to wait for her to work hard.