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

Luo Miaoyun felt that everyone's eyes were all on her. The old lady's words were meant to criticize her, but Ye Zhen's reply was like exposing her veil, making her feel angry and embarrassed.

If it were her usual temper, she would have lost her temper immediately, but she could not bear her mother's repeated warnings and instructions. In addition, she was already upset about Mother Liu's matter and did not want to cause any more trouble, so she had to endure it reluctantly.

She said coldly: "Madam Ye drank two extra glasses of wine, is she drunk? There is no room for us to talk in front of the old ladies."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Ye actually chuckled, "Madam is right. As expected of a lady from a scholarly family, a daughter of the Shangshu family who was raised in luxury, she really knows the rules and respects hierarchy."

Every word she said made Luo Miaoyun's forehead throb, and alarm bells rang in her heart. She couldn't let her continue!

She gave Ye Zhen a warning look, signaling her to shut up and leave.

But Aunt Ye pretended to be crazy with wine, her eyes half drunken, and she asked openly: "Eh? Madam, why are you looking at me?" She raised the back of her hand, rubbed her cheeks twice, and laughed: "Is there dust on my face?"

There were so many pairs of eyes in the room, about twenty or thirty people, big and small, all watching the interactions between Shen Chongyan's wives and concubines and their secret plots.

Others could tolerate it, but Old Madam Zhu could not. If these two were allowed to quarrel so openly, how would Chongyan, as the elder brother, maintain his dignity in front of his brothers in the future?

She looked cold and slammed the table, scolding Xiu Yu: "What kind of job are you doing? Aunt Ye is drunk, why don't you help her to go back and rest!"

Xiu Yu hurried forward and tried to help Ye Zhen down, but who knew how much she had drunk today. She usually seemed like a weak person, but now she was extremely strong and could not move no matter who pulled her.

While pushing, Ye Zhen shouted loudly: "Old Madam, do you still remember Zhen'er? The name Ye Zhen was given by you yourself." She was born as a maid in the Luo family, so the old madam naturally referred to her as Luo.

Luo's mother had never thought that she would be so provocative. She felt embarrassed and ashamed. She said angrily, "Ye Zhen! When you were a girl, I always thought you were honest and kind, so I gave you to her as a dowry. How come you have become like this now that you are a woman and have a child!"

After hearing this, Ning'er thought that something bad was going to happen. It would have been better if she hadn't said this. If she did, it would have added fuel to the fire and made Ye Zhen lose her temper.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Aunt Ye sobbed and wiped her tears. She looked around and rushed towards Ning'er.

Before Ning'er could react in time, Ye Zhen hugged her. The sweet and soft scent of the strange woman hit her face, making Ning'er at a loss.

She was neither able to push nor accept it, and then she heard Ye Zhen hugging her and crying loudly: "An'er, An'er! My poor son! Do you still remember your mother?"

Xiuyu was afraid of the consequences and had no choice but to act. She looked to Old Madam Zhu for help, not knowing what to do.

The wailing sounds were like sobs and complaints, like the sound of an endless string of silk. In this banquet hall filled with bright candles and brocade flowers, they seemed so desolate, abrupt and out of place.

For a moment, even Old Madam Zhu was stunned.

Ning'er was held tightly in her arms. They were so close that she could clearly feel Ye Zhen's broken and sick bones through the layers of fragrant gauze and soft brocade.

Her sorrow was as heavy as clouds, so real and heart-wrenching that it was almost difficult to breathe, so much so that Ning'er couldn't bear to push her out.

In a trance, she heard Shen Chongyao shout angrily, "This is nonsense!" and then he pushed through the crowd and walked towards her.

Then a soft whisper came into my ears: "If you want to find your mother, just do as I say..."