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

Shen Chongyao drank two large cups in a row, and in a short while, his forehead and cheeks turned red. He could drink quite a lot, but under the agitated emotions today, he couldn't help getting drunk even without alcohol.

He raised his sleeves, and after a few breaths, he put them down, saying in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for your concern, mother. I will learn from your teaching."

Madam Zhu's eyes flickered slightly. Against the light, the expression on her face was unclear. She laughed and said, "Chongyao has been drinking too much."

She turned around and told the maid standing beside her: "Hurry up and help the second master sit down."

Shen Chongyao waved his hand and asked the waitress to fill his glass: "I think I have enough tolerance, mother, please don't worry."

After that, he held the cup with both hands, turned around, and smiled at Ning'er, "This third cup of wine, Chongyao would like to toast Miss Ning."

Madam Xiang was already frightened by the exchange just now. Seeing that her husband was not playing by the rules, she smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Master, please tell me, what is the reason behind this?"

Shen Chongyao raised his glass and smiled, but answered very naturally: "Madam, haven't you noticed that since Miss Ning entered the mansion, your husband has inexplicably become an official? Now it seems that Miss Ning is Yao's lucky star."

Logically, his words were a double entendre, and indeed they were quite right. However, to everyone, they were just drunken jokes.

Ning Er smiled and stood up, pouring a glass of wine herself: "Thank you for your kindness, Second Master. Ning Er uses this glass of wine to wish Second Master a prosperous future."

After she finished speaking, she turned sideways, raised her sleeves, drank it all in one gulp, and raised her glass with a smile. Shen Chongyao followed suit and drank the whole glass.

Seeing this scene, Aunt Yang couldn't help but be moved. The charm of this little girl's every frown and smile was very similar to a woman she had seen before.

She kept this in mind and was not in a hurry to make it public. Just by looking at Chongyao's attitude towards her, she knew that what Miss Xiaoning said before about their good relationship was not only true, but also a little modest.

Madam Xiang smiled and clapped her hands, saying, "Excellent, excellent! Look, mother, we are truly a pair of close friends regardless of age difference."

Xiang's mother pretended to be angry and said, "Xuan'er, you must not be so presumptuous in front of these two old ladies."

Madam Zhu nodded and smiled: "It's a family dinner, and it's her lucky day, so what's wrong with a few jokes? Besides, I like Mengxuan's lively personality the most."

Xiang's mother sighed, "My daughter is just born in a humble family. It is a blessing for her to marry into the mansion of a marquis and be raised by the old lady. Who would have thought that she would be able to live to this day? To be honest, I never dared to dream of it."

Madam Zhu glanced at Xiang Mengxuan, who was beaming with joy, and then at her eldest daughter-in-law, who was standing quietly by her side, and said with a smile, "No matter how great the blessing is, she has to be able to shoulder it herself. Chongyao's family is harmonious with wives and concubines, and they have many children. Who wouldn't praise Mengxuan's virtue?"

He interrupted with a cold witticism: "The old lady is wrong." Everyone couldn't help but look at the person who spoke.

Luo Miaoyun turned her head in surprise, only to see Aunt Ye standing up from the shadows behind her, walking gracefully in front of everyone, and performing an extremely solemn blessing ceremony.

She gently stroked the flower ornaments on her temples and said with a sweet smile, "The master's virtue or foolishness is not entirely determined by the number of offspring. Just look at our old lady. Although she only raised two sons, the Marquis and the Second Master, they are both accomplished in both literature and martial arts. Who would not be convinced by them?"

"One is worth ten of the others," Aunt Ye smiled at Luo Miaoyun, her eyes moving with an indescribable moving expression: "Madam, do you think what I said is right?"