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

Luo Peng woke up from his dream. He suddenly grabbed Ning'er's hand and asked anxiously, "Why are you here? What is your relationship with the Shen family?"

Only then did he remember to ask about Ning'er's life experience. He was so anxious that cold sweat oozed from his forehead and his lips turned pale: "Who is your father? Could it be..."

"No." Ning Er interrupted him immediately, "By chance, I am staying at the Marquis' Mansion, using the surname Shen, but I am not a member of the Shen family."

In a few words, she told Luo Peng the story of her encounter with the Marquis: "…It was after the horse was startled on that snowy night that the Marquis took pity on me because I was alone and sick, so he found an excuse to let me stay in his mansion. To the outside world, he just said that I was the granddaughter of Madam Zhu's concubine's sister who married far away in Jiangdu, and I came to Beijing to visit my relatives."

But there are so many stories happening in between that it is hard to tell them all in a short time.

She added in a low voice: "In the Marquis' Mansion, except for a few people, most people think that I am a cousin from Jiangdu. My mother died young and my family is humble. I was able to stay in the Marquis' Mansion because I was favored by the old lady and the Marquis."

Jiangdu...

Luo Peng's face turned very ugly. He said indignantly, "Shen Chongyan wanted to be a good person, but he let Zhu arrange such a life for you. Doesn't he know that these noble servants are arrogant and flatter the powerful? You are a weak girl, and your life in the Marquis' Mansion will definitely not be easy."

Seeing that he was so angry that his eyebrows were raised, Ning Er held his hand in a soothing manner: "Don't be angry, I am indeed living a good life in the Marquis' Mansion. This kind of luxurious clothes and delicious food, and every meal is pampered, is a good life that I never thought of before. No matter what, I have to acknowledge the Marquis' kindness."

Luo Peng's narrow and long eyes were wide open, and his beautiful face was full of worry. He said anxiously: "Ning'er, you are young and don't know the world. These noble families, no matter how glamorous they are on the outside, can't hide their rotten hearts on the inside! Splendid pearls, jade, fancy clothes and delicious food, no matter how much gold and silver, what are they to them? Don't take them lightly."

He wanted to pour these heartfelt words into Ning'er's head in one breath, but he was afraid that being too radical would make her rebel, so he could only focus on the big picture and let go of the small details: "Other things are still fine, but Ning'er, remember to stay as far away from anything that has anything to do with the word Luo as possible."

Ning'er was very surprised by his tone: "But Hanguang just said that you are from the Luo family."

Luo Peng smiled bitterly: "That's right. After tonight, you and I will never see each other again." He held Ning'er's hand carefully and warned: "If you are in the Marquis' Mansion, you must be careful, Luo Miaoyun."

"Mrs. Luo?" Ning'er's eyebrows jumped: "You know something, right?"

Luo Peng's eyes suddenly became deep: "What are you referring to?"

Ning'er stared into his eyes, her heartbeat becoming more and more rapid. She tried her best to keep her voice from trembling: "It's her...child!"

Luo Peng's hand clenched for a moment, and he immediately reacted and quickly loosened his hand, saying with great pity: "I'm sorry for hurting you."

Ning'er shook her head: "It's okay." She looked at Luo Peng with burning eyes, "You know, right?"

Luo Peng's breathing became disordered. He glanced at Han Guang who was standing ten steps away with a sword in his arms, then looked at Ning'er.

She immediately said, "Han Guang is not from the Marquis' Mansion, he can be trusted."

Luo Peng did not doubt Ning'er's assurance, but he still lowered his voice and said, "Luo Miaoyun's twins are not Shen Chongyan's blood."

There seemed to be a thunderclap in these plain words.

Ning'er's pupils trembled. Her groundless speculation was easily confirmed by Luo Peng.

She couldn't help but ask, "Is it true?"

Luo Peng whispered, "Although I don't know why you have such doubts, I can guarantee that this is absolutely true, just as you think."

Ning Er clutched the hem of her clothes tightly. She said awkwardly, "Why? Why did she do this?"

Luo Peng sneered, "Luo Miaoyun has a pretty face, but she has a heart of a vicious snake. It's fine that she couldn't give birth to Shen Chongyan's child, but when someone else did, she couldn't tolerate it and killed that boy."

Ning'er turned her head away reluctantly: "Yes, it's Aunt Ye's An'er, right?"

Although she had been prepared for this matter, she still felt uncomfortable when Luo Peng said it so confidently.

Luo Peng nodded, his tone revealing a strong sense of disgust: "I didn't want to pollute your ears with these dirty things. But now that you live in Xinyuan Marquis Mansion, it is equivalent to living under Luo Miaoyun's control. There are some things that you have to be on guard against."

"The wet nurse she is looking for now is her accomplice to the killer. Luo Miaoyun claims to be a lady of high rank, kind-hearted and beautiful, but she refuses to take part in many things, so that old man does it for her."

Even Old Madam Luo might not know about such a private matter, but Luo Peng was just a retainer of Luo Jurui, and he knew it like the back of his hand.

Ning Er couldn't help but ask: "Since you know these things, why don't you tell the Marquis?"

Luo Peng's eyebrows were immersed in the night, handsome but also a bit eerie. He sneered, "Why should I tell Shen Chongyan? Luo Miaoyun is disgusting, but is the Shen family any good?"

But Ning'er inexplicably felt that Luo Peng hated the Luo family more than the Shen family, and there might be a hidden reason why he worked for Luo Jurui.

"The Marquis is a good man."

"Good people?" Luo Peng asked in return, "Among these dukes and nobles, where can they be good people?"

Ning Er insisted, "I don't know about others, but to Ning Er, the Marquis has done his utmost."

She grabbed Luo Peng's sleeve and said, "If the evidence is conclusive and the timing is right, I will find a way to let the Marquis know."

"Uncle...will you blame me?"

Hearing the word "uncle", Luo Peng's soul was agitated, and his eyes were sore. He quickly held back his tears and said softly: "What are you talking about? How could I blame you? Not to mention this kind of thing, I won't blame you no matter what you do."

"It's just that I don't want you to get involved in the feud between Shen Chongyan and Luo Miaoyun just to repay a favor. When wolves and tigers fight, the ones who get hurt are always the innocent people involved. If you care about this matter, can I help you pass the message to Lord Shen?"

Ning Er shook her head: "You work for Luo Jurui, so you shouldn't rashly get involved. Even if there was no tonight, we would have found evidence sooner or later. I'm looking for Liu Kui only for my mother."

Luo Peng's eyes narrowed: "Liu Kui?"

Ning Er said, "When the old woman saw me, her expression changed drastically, and she looked guilty. Now that I think about it, she must have known my mother. Maybe she was the one behind the incident. If we want to find out everything, we have to get her confession."

Luo Peng's heart sank. What happened to his sister after they separated? Who was Ning'er's biological father? What happened to her that made her have Ning'er? Why did he hide his real name and suffer until his death, and never mentioned it to his daughter?

He stamped his feet and said, "We have to find Liu Kui before Luo Miaoyun!"

He looked straight at Han Guang: "It's too late. Because I just gave her a bottle of Si Mei Ren and asked her to kill Liu Kui!"

“Miss Si!” Han Guang, who had remained silent the whole time, suddenly became furious. He rushed over, grabbed Luo Peng’s collar, and angrily said, “Are you crazy? How could you give such a deadly poison to that poisonous woman?!”