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

If this had been said earlier, Luo Miaoyun would have certainly been unwilling, but now that Mother Liu's whereabouts were right in front of her, she was unwilling to retreat at this moment.

She knew that with her brother present, her mother would only listen to what he said. She looked at Luo Jurui with pleading eyes. There were some things she couldn't say, and she hoped that her brother would speak and stay a little longer.

But Luo Jurui pretended not to see it, and stood up and said, "In this case, I will not bother you any more. Thank you for the hospitality of the old lady and Lord Shen today. The carriage of the Luo Mansion is parked outside the Marquis' Mansion, and I will take my mother back home."

Luo Miaoyun was extremely angry, but there was nothing she could do. Her brother's words implied that he wanted to take their mother back home. As for whether she, a woman marrying out, should stay or go, it would naturally depend on her husband's family.

While Madam Zhu was pondering, Luo's mother looked at her granddaughter in embarrassment and said hesitantly, "Yao'er, is it okay?"

The previous injury incident was left unsolved, and she didn't want to ask about it, but she was a little worried about leaving Ruyao in the Marquis' Mansion.

Shen Ruyao reluctantly snuggled up to her grandmother, lifted her sleeves and raised her wrist to act coquettishly: "Grandma, Yao'er's hand still hurts."

The girl in the boudoir has pampered skin, as white and tender as tofu. The mark on it is glaringly red.

Although Old Madam Zhu was angry, she was also concerned about the safety of her grandchildren. She was undecided and sighed, "It's still early, why bother to leave in such a hurry? Please stay for a while, Madam, so that Mengxuan and Miaoyun can get closer to their parents. What do you think, Lord Luo?"

Luo Ju Rui smiled and said, "The old lady asked me to stay, so of course I had no choice. We are so happy that you don't mind me lingering around."

"But I have to leave the table for a while, please forgive me, old lady." He turned to look at Shen Chengying and said very tactfully: "Chengying, can you lead the way for your uncle?"

Luo Ju Rui stood up to change his clothes, but called Shen Chengying over, and it was obvious that he had something confidential to discuss with the uncle and nephew in private.

This interruption ruined Shen Chongyao's original plan to end the banquet. If he spoke again at this time, he would be suspected of trying to drive the guests away.

He had no choice but to turn around and give orders, sending someone to follow Bai Juan to find the two gossiping girls.

Seeing her elder brother and younger brother go out, Luo Miaoyun looked outside the house frequently. Seeing that Bai Juan was about to lead the people out, she could no longer hold back and stood up and said, "Mother, Miaoyun will be back soon."

Old Madam Zhu knew that she was looking for a reason to have a few words with her brother in private, so she didn't stop her and nodded in agreement.

Luo Miaoyun bowed and left in a hurry. She had a tacit understanding with Luo Jurui in her heart, so she did not hesitate and walked all the way towards Guiyitang.

Sure enough, within thirty steps, I saw a thin figure standing not far away. Judging from his figure, it was my brother.

Luo Miaoyun was delighted and hurriedly lifted her skirt and walked forward. She was still thinking about what happened earlier. Before the person arrived, she said angrily, "Brother, why don't you help me?"

Before he finished speaking, the person in front of him turned around and replied with a smile: "Why didn't I help my sister?"

When Luo Miaoyun saw the man's appearance, she was struck by lightning and took a step back in shock, saying in a lost voice, "Why is it you?"

The man's handsome features were hidden in the night, making him look even more ghostly, as if the past ten years had not left any trace on him.

He glanced at Luo Miaoyun with a smile, and asked knowingly, "Why can't it be me?"

He still held a misty oil lamp in his hand, and even raised it to circle around Luo Miaoyun, praising her: "After so many years, Miss Miaoyun is still as charming as ever, but she seems to have lost a lot of weight."

Luo Miaoyun was confused and asked sternly, "Why are you here?"

The man stretched out his finger and pressed it on her lips without hesitation, reminding her: "Shh, speak softly. Madam Hou, aren't you afraid that she will attract people and ruin your reputation?"

Luo Miaoyun turned her head away angrily, unwilling to pay attention to him, but still lowered her voice: "Why did my brother bring you in?"

The man chuckled, "Lord Luo must have his reasons for bringing me in. Maybe it's just to let me meet the young lady."

"Or maybe, I just want to remind you, young lady, not to lose your sense of propriety when doing things."

Luo Miaoyun frowned and said, "Peng San, what do you mean?"

Luo Peng grabbed Luo Miaoyun's wrist through her sleeve and dragged her roughly into the darkness. Although he looked thin, he was very strong and took her to a secluded place with almost no effort.

The moment she let go of his hand, Luo Miaoyun almost shook it off. Luo Peng looked at her with a half-smile and changed his name: "Miss, you are avoiding me like a snake or scorpion. In fact, there is no need. If you don't want to see me, I don't want to see you either."

Luo Miaoyun kept rubbing her wrist and said angrily, "If you don't want to see me, just stay away. Are you crazy? How dare you come to the Marquis' Mansion at this time!"

Luo Peng gently blew out the lantern in his hand, and his feminine face instantly disappeared into the darkness. His voice came from somewhere, damp and cold, and slowly penetrated Luo Miaoyun's ears: "You lost Liu Kui, and you still want to save her at this time?"

Luo Miaoyun stood there in a daze, unable to move. He was like a bewitching monster:

"That's totally wrong. Find her and kill her before she sells you out."

She murmured, "Kill...kill her?"

Luo Peng laughed softly: "Not bad."

He took her hand, and the coldness of his hands made Luo Miaoyun shiver: "If you still want to be your wife, anyone who stands in your way should die."

Her hand sank, and she subconsciously tightened the porcelain bottle in her hand. Luo Peng's words drifted into her ears uncontrollably: "The bottle contains a highly toxic poison that penetrates the intestines. It is colorless and bitter. If you take it in three minutes, you will die. Even gods cannot save you. You stay in the Marquis' Mansion and find a way to kill her."

Luo Miaoyun didn't know how long she stood there before she suddenly realized that a light was shining in front of her, and then she heard a very familiar voice: "Mother?"

Shen Chengying stepped forward in confusion: "Why are you here?"

Luo Miaoyun was startled and looked to the side, only to see her son and brother.

She almost suspected that everything that had just happened was just a dream, but the cold porcelain bottle in her hand reminded her that it was not the case.

She almost hurriedly hid the porcelain bottle in her arms, then pretended to be calm and said, "I'm here to look for my brother and Ying'er."

Luo Jurui glanced at his sister and asked in a low voice: "What do you want? Do you want to go back with me?"

Seeing Ying'er standing by, Luo Miaoyun hurriedly said, "I'd better stay in the mansion, but Ying'er and Yao'er... could you trouble my brother to look after them for me?"

"Mother." Shen Chengying interrupted her: "I have already discussed this with my uncle. Father is seriously ill and can't take care of things. I have grown up now. It is reasonable for me to serve him."

Luo Miaoyun stared blankly at her son's handsome eyes and eyebrows. The night wind was so chilly that it blew straight into her bones, making her shiver uncontrollably.

She heard her own awkward voice: "Mother, I understand."