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

Shen Chongyao raised his eyebrows and asked Chuncao nervously: "Did you hear that?"

Chuncao asked hurriedly: "What?"

Shen Chongyao said softly: "Your girl just called you Lord Marquis..."

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"My Lord..." Her voice was very soft, but it still seemed to startle the man in the crane cloak in front of her.

Such a familiar face, but such a strange expression.

He turned his eyes, from top to bottom, and glanced at himself lightly. His face was as cold as ice, and he looked distant and distant, as if he was keeping people at a distance.

When his eyes fell on her, they lingered for a moment, and Ning'er immediately felt that he seemed to recognize her.

The Marquis hesitated for a moment, then walked up to Ning'er and asked unhappily, "Why are you kneeling here? Get up."

He turned to look at the maid who was bending over to serve him, and said in a cold tone: "What did she do wrong in the dead of winter? Why is she punished like this?"

The maid replied in fear and trepidation, "My Lord, this is a maid from the laundry room. The young lady punished her because she was careless and damaged the young lady's beloved brocade cape."

She glanced at the Marquis nervously and whispered, "That was specially made by a master craftsman last year. The young lady treasures it very much."

Shen Chongyan looked at the trembling little girl kneeling in front of him. It was clearly just a girl he had accidentally encountered and rescued, but after so long, he recognized her at a glance.

In the cold wind, she was wearing so thin that her face was frozen purple. Shen Chongyan felt inexplicably angry. He said coldly: "When has the Marquis' Mansion been so mean to me? It's just a cloak. If it breaks, I can make another one. The young lady is ignorant, and you can't persuade her?"

Besides, how could such a precious material be sent to the laundry at this time of year and handed over to such a little girl? You don't even need to guess, you know that this child was bullied and pushed out to take the blame.

He lowered his head, softened his voice, and said to the girl, "Don't kneel anymore. The ground is cold. Get up."

Ning Er raised her head and looked at him carefully, vaguely feeling that something was wrong. Was this the Marquis she knew? Yes, but it seemed not to be.

She had no intention of self-torture. Since the Marquis had asked to forgive her punishment, she would certainly not continue to kneel and suffer. Ning'er gritted her teeth and tried to stand up, but her frozen legs were completely out of control and she staggered forward to her knees.

Shen Chongyan subconsciously reached out and held her arm, and asked with concern: "How are you?"

Ning Er borrowed his strength to slightly distance the two of them. She shook her head slightly and said softly, "Thank you, Lord Marquis. I'm fine."

The maid in Jiaotong Courtyard glanced at them, wanting to say something but stopping herself. It was the servant beside Shen Chongyan who reminded them in a low voice: "My Lord, it's cold out here. Madam, the young master and the young lady are all waiting for you inside."

Shen Chongyan waved his hand, frowning as if he had encountered a very difficult situation, and ordered: "Find someone to take her downstairs, warm her up, change her clothes, and give her a dose of cold-repellent medicine. She is so young, don't let her get cold and get sick."

The latter sentence was obviously addressed to Ning'er. He said carefully, "Don't rush back. Wait for me here."

The servants and maids at the side looked at each other in surprise, wondering why the Marquis was paying so much attention to a lowly servant girl at this time.

Ning'er lowered her head and did not answer. The continued cold and pain in her body made her mind foggy and she couldn't think straight for a while.

At this time, a charming female voice came from under the eaves: "My Lord." A bright and dignified lady stepped out from behind the door curtain and walked slowly to Shen Chongyan's side. She was wearing a pomegranate red long coat with gold sleeves, which was as bright as the morning glow in the bleak winter day.

She glanced around the courtyard very naturally and said with a smile, "The Marquis is here, why don't you go in? Ying'er and Yao'er are waiting for you."

Her eyes fell on Ning'er, and her tone was gentle, but in Ning'er's ears it was as sharp as a knife: "Which courtyard is this servant from? He looks so unfamiliar, I don't recognize him."

It was Luo Miaoyun.

Shen Chongyan only looked at Ning'er, but did not respond to Mrs. Luo's words. He only said, "Go down and have a rest. I'll come to see you later."

Luo Miaoyun's expression changed subtly immediately. She looked Ning'er up and down and said with a smile, "So you are the Marquis's maid?"

The maidservant at the side explained hurriedly, "Madam, this is a servant in the laundry department. He just came into the mansion two or three months ago. Today, the eldest lady invited him in to talk."

Shen Chongyan seemed to be reminded by Luo Miaoyun's words. He pondered for a moment and ordered: "In this case, don't go back to the laundry room in the future. Let her go to Delinzhai to serve."

Luo Miaoyun's pupils suddenly shrank. From a humble servant, she suddenly jumped into the Marquis's courtyard to serve. This skinny girl who appeared out of nowhere aroused her vigilance.

But right now, she knew nothing about what had happened, so this was really not the time to lose her temper.

Unexpectedly, before she could open her mouth, the girl hurriedly said, "No need!"

Everyone's eyes immediately fell on her in surprise. Ning'er met Shen Chongyan's puzzled look and solemnly repeated, "My Lord, I won't go over."

As soon as she said this, she felt as if a huge burden had been lifted from her heart, as if the shackles that had been binding her had suddenly broken apart.

Even Shen Chongyan didn't expect that she would refuse. He frowned and asked, "You don't want to?"

Ning Er stood up, staring deeply at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, her tone much lighter: "I don't want to."

Suddenly, a very crisp sound of shattering rang in her ears, as if someone had pushed down a piece of glass mirror from a high place, shattering all over the ground.

Ning'er saw that everyone present seemed to be frozen in place; their expressions and movements were frozen at the moment she spoke.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise like the collapse of heaven and earth, and the whole world was like a huge glass mirror, suddenly cracking and collapsing, with dazzling white light bursting out from the seams!

Ning'er turned around in shock and tried to escape, but was instantly swallowed up by the white light.

Weightlessness, falling! She couldn't help screaming and sat up suddenly. When she opened her eyes, she found herself sitting on the couch, and Liu Ying was looking at her nervously.

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Sweat dripped from her forehead, Ning'er's mind was blank, she grabbed Liu Ying's sleeve, gasping for breath, unable to utter a word.

Chuncao and Shen Chongyao surrounded her, not daring to breathe. Liuying was more experienced and quickly commanded, "Get some water."

Ning'er drank three cups of tea in a row before she managed to calm down. She looked at Liu Ying in a trance, feeling as if she was in another world. She murmured, "Where am I?"