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

"Girl, girl, wake up."

Ning'er opened her eyes dazedly, looking at the unfamiliar hibiscus-colored bed curtains overhead. She was stunned for a moment and asked vaguely, "Where is this?"

Chuncao's eyes widened: "Girl, wake up quickly, don't sleep any more, the old lady has sent someone to call us."

The old lady managed to sit up. She had been tossing and turning all day yesterday. When she returned to her room at night, she fell asleep almost as soon as she touched the pillow.

Ning'er had a very deep sleep and was suddenly awakened. Her muscles and bones were loose, her hands and feet were weak, and she could not exert any strength.

She half closed her eyes and drank a sip of water from Chuncao's hand. Then she woke up reluctantly and remembered that this was not her room.

He hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Chuncao helped her up: "The front yard is no quieter than the back yard, and the young lady slept soundly. The old lady sent someone to say that the mistress has returned with the young master and young lady, and asked the young lady to come over for a while."

Ning Er opened her eyes and asked in surprise, "Madam is back? Madam Luo?"

Chuncao pushed her off the bed. Zishan was waiting beside her with a washbasin and copper basin. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "Who else could it be but Madam Luo? Are there several other ladies in our house?"

The hot towel covered her face. Ning Er sighed in comfort and completely sobered up: "Hurry up and wash up. Don't let the elders wait."

She got up late and only had time to eat two pieces of snacks to fill her stomach before hurried to the hall.

Before I even stepped through the door, I heard the voice of a strange woman, who chuckled twice: "It's been a long time since we last met. Your madam is still as charming as ever."

When Ning'er looked up, she saw that to the left of Madam Zhu sat a lady who was dressed particularly exquisitely. She was about the same age as the old lady, and judging from her features, she was 60% similar to Luo Miaoyun.

Madam Zhu laughed and said, "You are too modest, mother-in-law. Compared with your gorgeous face, I am already gray-haired and chicken-skinned, very old."

She waved lovingly at Ning'er, motioning her to stand beside her, and said to her, "This is Madam Luo from the Shangshu Mansion. Why don't you greet her quickly?"

Ning'er bowed quickly and performed a standard blessing ceremony. Madam Zhu took her hand and introduced her to Madam Luo in person: "This is the girl I keep by my side. You can call her Ning'er."

Madam Luo raised her eyelids, was in a trance for a moment, and smiled and praised: "The girls raised by the old lady herself are more beautiful than those of other girls."

She pointed at Luo Miaoyun who was sitting next to her and said meaningfully, "No wonder my disappointing daughter has been married to the Marquis's mansion as a daughter-in-law for more than ten years, but she is becoming more and more backward. The old lady has spoiled her so much that she is even more timid than when she was a girl. When she heard that there was a fire in the Marquis's mansion, she immediately panicked and lost her mind. She was afraid that the old lady and the Marquis were ill, so she cried all night and came back to visit before dawn."

Luo's mother's words were so flawless that Ning'er couldn't help but look up. She saw Luo Miaoyun with her brows lowered, no makeup on, and only pearls and white jade on her head, which was very different from her usual ostentatious and luxurious demeanor.

Following her mother's words, she squatted forward and asked tearfully, "I am an unfilial daughter-in-law. I did not serve my mother, the Marquis, at her side during the crisis. May I ask if the old lady is well?"

Madam Zhu's eyes fixed, and she carefully looked at Madam Luo, then smiled brightly: "Yun'er, get up soon. Everything is fine with me and the family. If the children see me, they will think I am some evil mother-in-law."

Luo Miaoyun could only hold her breath and stand in front of her mother-in-law, not saying anything back, nor daring to sit down. Seeing her daughter like this, Mrs. Luo hurriedly said, "Madam, you are joking. Miaoyun always mentions you to her sisters, and everyone is envious. There is no other mother-in-law as kind and loving as you in the whole capital."

Then she changed the subject and said with concern, "Everything was fine last night, how did the fire break out? I vaguely heard it, but luckily it was an abandoned yard, I hope no one was hurt."

Seeing that she had made it clear, Madam Zhu knew that she couldn't be too perfunctory, so she just said, "Commander Fan from the Military Department personally inspected the fire scene and said that the dry weather had unintentionally attracted the fire god. However, it was a false alarm, and fortunately no one was injured or killed except for the two maids who managed the courtyard."

Luo Miaoyun was moved by what she heard and was about to ask, but was interrupted by her mother, who clasped her hands together and said loudly, "It's really the blessing of the Bodhisattva. It's a blessing in disguise."

Ning'er listened to the two old and shrewd ladies exchanging witty remarks with each other. She stared at the tips of her pearl-embellished shoes slightly exposed under the hem of her skirt and yawned slightly in her heart.

At this moment, a white glazed tea clock with dark patterns was gently placed in front of her. Xiang Ming smiled at her and said, "Miss, I have just brewed some black tea with astragalus root added. You can drink it without hurting your spleen and stomach."

Ning'er smiled gratefully at Xiang Ming. She saw two little maids following her, holding tea trays and serving tea and snacks to everyone's table.

When she moved her eyes, she saw Shen Chengying and Shen Ruyao, a brother and sister, sitting opposite her. After not seeing them for a few days, they both seemed to have grown up. The delicate cheeks of the teenagers had become thinner and thinner, with distinct curves on them.

Shen Chengying was holding a teacup in his hand, but his eyes inadvertently fell on Ning'er. In front of the two old ladies, they did not exchange politeness.

I don’t know if it was my illusion, but when I saw this cousin again today, she was still as gentle as ever, but there was a hint of aloofness and sternness between her brows.

Madam Zhu put down the tea bowl and smiled faintly at Luo's mother: "How about you try this tea, mother-in-law?"

Old Madam Luo's eyebrows twitched. It was obvious that the other party didn't want to talk any more and wanted to serve tea and send her off.

She gritted her teeth secretly. If she wasn't worried about her good-for-nothing daughter and the fact that someone had a hold over her as Madam Liu, why would she bother to try to please someone else and endure the ridicule of her in-laws at such an old age?

She forced a smile and said, "It is indeed rich and mellow, a rare and fine tea. But..." She changed the subject and turned to Xinyuan Hou: "My son-in-law has not recovered yet. Although this tea is good, it makes people feel uneasy."

When talking about her son's injury, Madam Zhu's expression suddenly became somewhat unconcealable. She coughed twice and said, "The imperial physician said that the most dangerous time has passed. Now he is just practicing ink painting and will be recuperated."

Luo's mother smiled and nodded, "You are right. You were considerate of our longing for the children and allowed Miaoyun to take Ying'er and Yao'er back to Luo's house. Now is the time for them to show filial piety to the Marquis. In my opinion, they should take advantage of the situation and return to the Marquis's house. Isn't it a win-win for both sides?"

Upon hearing this, before Madam Zhu could say anything, Luo Miaoyun was already very anxious. The Xinyuan Marquis's mansion caught fire last night out of nowhere, and it was obvious that someone was at work. At this critical moment, how could her mother let Ying'er and Yao'er stay in the mansion?

She asked her mother to come over to find out the whereabouts of Madam Liu, not because she really wanted to send the child back.

What's more, there is another layer of interest involved. If you are not careful, it will lead to a huge disaster!