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

Lu Kui suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Ning'er in disbelief. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a loud earth-shaking noise coming from the side.

The two turned around and saw Shen Chongyao had fallen to the ground with his chair! He felt dizzy and didn't care about the stars in his eyes. He lay on the ground, raised his face, and asked in a trembling voice: "Are you...are you serious?"

"Second Master!" Ning'er was horrified, and hurriedly bent down to pull him up: "How are you? Don't let anything happen to you?"

Shen Chongyao seemed not to have heard it, his eyes were fixed, he tightly grasped Ning'er's arm, and asked blankly: "Is this true?"

Seeing this, Lu Kui used a little force with one hand to lift him up from under the armchair and said in a strong tone: "Let go!"

Shen Chongyao was so confused at this moment that he seemed unaware of the situation and just held onto Ning'er tightly. Lu Kui picked up the teacup on the table and poured it on his face. He threw the cup on the ground and said coldly, "Wake up!"

After hearing this shout, Shen Chongyao trembled all over and finally came back to his senses. He quickly let go of her hand and said hesitantly, "Miss, Miss. I'm sorry."

Ning Er pursed her lips and shook her head, saying with concern: "Nothing. Second Master, are you okay?"

Shen Chongyao bent over to pick up the teacup, stood there blankly for a moment, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup, tilted his head back, and drank it in one gulp. Only then did he feel the unbearable pain in his hip joint and he couldn't help but cry out.

Lu Kui held him with one hand, hooked his feet, and gently lifted the chair with his other hand. He then straightened the chair that had fallen to the ground and carefully placed Shen Chongyao on it.

He had a bitter face, as if the sky had fallen, and called Ning'er, "Miss, Lord Lu, what should we do?"

Ning'er sat down beside him. She was startled by Shen Chongyao's reaction and finally calmed down: "Second Master, this is just my random guess, or it is simply nonsense and cannot be taken seriously."

Lu Kui pulled a chair over and sat in front of them. After being disturbed by the noise, he calmed down: "So the girl came to me to investigate this matter."

Ning Er nodded, and she looked at the Second Master apologetically: "I thought that Lord Lu was knowledgeable and good at investigation, so I asked Master Chu to invite him over. I really didn't mean to speak out of turn and humiliate the reputation of the Marquis' Mansion."

"Second Master, the matter has not yet been determined, so don't be so sad."

"No." Shen Chongyao raised his hand, shook his head sadly, and sighed: "Don't I know the girl's character? Since you have such doubts, I think you must have a basis."

Ning'er lowered her head. The Second Master's reaction was so intense that she was frightened. After a long while, she whispered, "I can't really explain it. It's just that Mrs. Luo's behavior is always a little strange in many things. The Marquis was seriously ill, but she was in a hurry to take the child away. Today, Miss Yao wanted to stay in the Marquis's mansion to take care of him. As soon as she opened her mouth, the lady's face changed."

She looked at Lu Kui anxiously: "Lord Lu, there is also the matter of Aunt Ye and Madam Liu. Maybe I am just being suspicious and seeing things behind the scenes..."

Lu Kui said softly, "Don't be nervous. It doesn't matter if you make a mistake. We are all on the same side. I promise that no rumors will spread before the matter is settled."

He stared at Shen Chongyao with sharp eyes: "To investigate such things, we must first find someone who knows the inside story to ask. Now that the second master is here, it saves a lot of trouble."

Shen Chongyao was heartbroken: "If this is true, how can I explain to my father and ancestors? Once it gets out, the century-old reputation of Xinyuan Marquis Mansion will be ruined in one day!"

His hands were shaking. "Brother, you already have few children. Now, won't your bloodline be cut off?"

Ning Er said dryly: "Second Master, it may not be that bad... Everything is just my guess."

Lu Kui chuckled, "Shen Chongyan is only a few years old, not seventy or eighty years old. If you really don't have a son, you can just have another one. But if such a scandal really spreads, your Shen family will lose face for several lifetimes."

Shen Chongyao was "comforted" like a chicken that was strangled by the neck and suddenly became silent. He blinked in fear, his thoughts racing, thinking about his eldest brother's withered backyard and his frail descendants over the years: "Could it be, could it be..."

Lu Kui seemed to know what he was going to say. He glanced at him with a smile and said it out loud: "Don't worry. Don't worry, your eldest brother can have a baby."

Shen Chongyao's face flushed red all of a sudden, and he stammered in defense: "No, that's not what I meant!"

How could Lu Kui speak like this in front of the girl? It was as if he was making malicious assumptions about his elder brother.

But somehow, after receiving such an inexplicable assurance from him, Shen Chongyao's heart actually settled down. He leaned forward and asked softly, "Why are you so sure?"

Lu Kui's eyes seemed to pass by Ning Er inadvertently, and he said nonchalantly: "Lord Shen, didn't you have a child?"

An'er... Shen Chongyao nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, Big Brother also has An'er."

Lu Kui also felt an indescribable absurdity. An'er was the child of Ye. So her motives were not difficult to figure out.

Before he even started investigating, his intuition already leaned towards Ning'er's speculation. Judging from Luo Miaoyun's behavior, this was probably the only explanation.

He joked, "Let's take a step back and say that even if Lord Shen really can't give birth to a son, don't we still have you?" He stretched out two fingers and shook them, "I heard that the Second Master has two legitimate sons."

Shen Chongyan smiled bitterly and said, "My Lord Lu, please stop joking with me. How can I bear such words?"

It has always been the case that a legitimate son can be a concubine's son, but it is very rare for a concubine to inherit the legitimate son. His legitimate mother and legitimate brother are both alive and well. If this kind of news gets out, he will really have no chance of living as a human being anymore.

Lu Kui said sternly, "Second Master, this matter has not been concluded yet, and it is not the time to think about a way out. But if necessary, please tell me everything you know."

Shen Chongyao cupped his hands and said, "This is the Shen family's business. If Lord Lu can help me, how dare I not follow his lead?"

Ning Er watched from the side and breathed a sigh of relief: "Amitabha, I just hope that I am just imagining things and it's a false alarm."

Lu Kui said: "Miss, you are wrong. You should hope that what you wish for will come true."

Ning Er was shocked: "How can you say that?"

Lu Kui's eyes were calm: "Everything, as long as people do it, will definitely leave traces." He pointed at Shen Chongyao and said with a smile: "If it is really a false alarm, we will investigate this matter. Even if we have greatly offended Madam Hou and Young Master Shen, even the Second Master may be implicated."

"In this way, it is better to hope that the result is as the young lady predicted, that Shen Chengying is not the son of the Marquis."

Ning Er thought quietly for a moment, and felt that this matter was always a dilemma. If her guess was true, then the entire mansion would be turned upside down; if her guess was false...

When she thought of the way the Marquis confessed his feelings to her, she couldn't help but sigh. It was really difficult to deal with.

Lu Kui took out a half-foot-long dagger from his waist, put it on the table, and smiled at Shen Chongyao: "According to the rules of our personal guard camp, from now on, you will answer whatever I ask. If you say anything false, it will be a lie."

He pointed at the dagger and smiled: "Let's ask about it instead."