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

Luofu.

Madam Chen took the food box from the maid and carried it into the study room herself. She said softly, "The milk goat soup cooked in the kitchen is very nourishing. Master, please have some."

The man under the lamp put down his pen, rubbed his brow with his hand, and pointed to the table beside him: "Put it over there."

He stood up, straightened his sleeves, stretched his muscles, and asked, "Have mother and sister returned from the Marquis' Mansion?"

Chen carefully took out the soup bowl and opened the lid through the silk handkerchief. The steam immediately spread out. She glanced at her husband and said with a smile, "I was just about to tell the master that the old lady sent someone to send a letter back saying that my in-laws' wife insisted on staying. I'm afraid I'll have to stay in the mansion for a night or two."

Luo Jurui paused for a moment, put down the spoon, and said in surprise: "You want to live in the Marquis' Mansion?"

He is a little older than Shen Chongyan, with long eyebrows, a high nose, and a bright teardrop mole under his right eye. He is somewhat similar to Luo Miaoyun and looks much younger than his actual age.

Madam Chen nodded and said, "That's right. I was also surprised when I heard that. I hurriedly sent people to pack up a lot of daily necessities and hurriedly sent them to the Marquis' Mansion. It should be complete."

He stood up, walked around twice with his hands behind his back, and couldn't help feeling a little worried: "When my mother left, she didn't plan to stay overnight. I don't know if something happened."

He asked his wife, "Did the messenger who sent the message give any details? Is he still alive?"

Chen frowned and said, "I was in a hurry to pack for my mother, so I didn't stay long. I only vaguely heard him say that it was because the old lady of the Shen family insisted on keeping him, and Yao Jieer was clamoring for her father, so he stayed."

Compared with the natural beauty of the Luo brothers and sisters, Chen's appearance could only be described as dignified. She knew that her appearance was slightly inferior, so she usually behaved in a very dignified manner.

She was tall, not shorter than most men, so in front of her husband, she always subconsciously lowered her head and eyebrows to show her respect and obedience.

Luo Jurui was not happy to hear this, and he spoke with some anger: "This is not appropriate, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Madam Chen bit her lip and said in confusion, "The Marquis' Mansion is a place of great courtesy and hospitality. Although it is a bit abrupt to let mother stay for a while, it is not beyond the rules. As for sister Yun, she is originally a wife of the Shen family, so it is only natural for her to stay overnight at the Marquis' Mansion. Why does my husband say it is inappropriate?"

Luo Ju Rui sighed, "You don't understand. This time when my sister came back, she was always depressed. I think she was very unhappy in the Shen family. I thought that since she came back, she would stay for a while. The Marquis's Mansion is in troubled times, so it might be a good thing to avoid it for a while."

Chen advised softly, "Being a daughter-in-law is no match for being a daughter at home. It's inevitable that sister Yun is a little unhappy. She will eventually go back to the Shen family."

Luo Jurui smiled as he listened. He held his wife's hand and said jokingly, "So, your wife is blaming me, your husband, for making you unhappy in the Luo family?"

Chen pulled her hand away and said coquettishly, "Master, what nonsense are you talking about?" She said shyly, "It is my blessing to be able to marry into the Luo family. My parents-in-law love me, my husband is ambitious, and my children are sensible and caring. If you are not satisfied with such a good life, you really don't deserve to be a human being."

Luo Ju Rui laughed loudly after hearing this: "Madam, what you said is absolutely right! But tomorrow morning, please send a letter to the Marquis' Mansion for me, saying that since we have both sons and daughters-in-law at home, there is no reason for us not to take care of our mother. Please ask the old lady of the Shen family to understand our filial piety and bring our mother back."

Chen agreed, and served her husband a meal before she asked softly, "Master, it's getting late, why don't we go back to the room and rest together?"

Luo Jurui's smile remained unchanged, but he patted his wife's hand and said softly, "I have unfinished business, and my superiors have told me that I must hand it in before noon tomorrow. I am afraid I won't be able to rest tonight, so I will rest in the study and not go to the back."

After hearing this, although Chen was unwilling, she had no choice but to leave reluctantly.

As soon as her figure disappeared, Luo Jurui's expression became gloomy. He walked to the desk and rummaged through several drawers.

Somehow, he felt uneasy when he heard the news. After searching for a while, he finally found an inconspicuous square ebony wooden box from the bottom book drawer.

There is a Ruyi cloud-shaped lock made of fine copper on the box, and it is obvious that the things hidden inside are highly valued by the owner.

Luo Jurui stared at it for a long time before he made up his mind. He carefully covered the wooden box with a soft cloth. He called his trusted servant named Changshi and told him, "Go and find Master Peng immediately and tell him that I have something urgent to discuss with him."

Changshi took the order and ran eastward without saying a word. He went through several doors and alleys before stopping in front of a courtyard with a separate entrance.

He knocked respectfully on the copper ring on the door, and a gentle voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

Changshi did not dare to neglect him and said hurriedly, "I am Changshi, and I am here to invite Master Peng San to have a chat on the orders of the master."

With a creaky sound, a tall and thin figure emerged from the door, holding a misty oil lamp in his hand. In the dim light, his handsome eyebrows were as gloomy as a ghost.

"Let's go." His voice was like a wisp of smoke, disappearing into the dark night in the blink of an eye.

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After Ling Chuncao sent the people out, Ning'er fell asleep on the couch. As soon as she touched the pillow, the tiredness and exhaustion of the day overwhelmed her like a tide.

She almost closed her eyes immediately, and slept soundly until noon, when she finally opened her eyes.

Chuncao drew up the bed curtains. Ning'er looked outside and saw that it was already bright outside. She couldn't help but ask, "What time is it? Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

She slipped off the bed, Zishan came up to help the girl change her clothes, Ning'er let them busy, and asked: "What did the old lady say? I think the time for waking up is already past."

Chuncao smiled softly, "It's rare for the young lady to have a good sleep. The servants went to report to the old lady early. When she heard that the young lady was not feeling well yesterday, she hurriedly asked her to excuse herself and said that there was no need to greet her and that she could rest in peace. It's almost noon now."

Ning Er felt dizzy: "How could you sleep till this hour? Even if the old lady is indulgent, you shouldn't be so careless."

Just as she was getting anxious, she suddenly heard a few tender humming sounds coming from outside. Ning Er paused and hurriedly walked out: "Is it plums?"