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

After a while of excitement, Ning'er saw that the old lady had gradually stopped talking, so she bowed consciously and left quietly.

Madam Zhu smiled and said, "Good child, go ahead. Have fun with your sisters today, and don't worry about us."

Ning'er responded with a smile. As soon as she returned to her seat, she winked at Chuncao. Chuncao understood and hurriedly got up to serve behind her.

Ning'er apologized to the ladies sitting next to her, saying that she would be away for a moment, and then she walked out of the table slowly with Chuncao.

Chuncao came up and said, "The girl was so beautiful just now. She walked up so calmly. I was sweating when I saw her from below."

"Thank you for your flattery." Ning'er smiled and said, "Even if the old lady and the mistress saw it, they would just say that I was reckless and careless. What's the big deal?"

Chuncao disagreed: "Today is the day for the girl to 'show up', so of course she has to be neat and tidy, not even a strand of her hair can be out of place."

After passing the banquet hall, there is an exquisite covered bridge connecting the east and the west. Every ten or so steps, there are little girls guarding.

Ning'er and Chuncao were just about to go to the changing room in the west when they suddenly saw Shen Chongyao and the Marquis hurriedly coming from the south. They seemed to be discussing something urgent and did not notice them for a moment.

Ning Er stopped and stepped aside, but heard the second master yelling, "How should I know? Lord Wen just came running over like that, and the car is parked outside the corner gate!"

I don't know what the Marquis asked, but the second master rushed to answer: "I was out of breath when I saw Master Wen. I didn't dare to delay and came to find you immediately. But Feixing said that Master Wen was traveling with a Mr. Chu, but he didn't see him..."

Master Chu!

Zhuhua was originally staring at the tip of her shoes in a daze, but Ning'er's ears suddenly moved, and she immediately caught the three words "Master Chu".

She thought to herself, it seems that a Mr. Chu has really come today!

Ning'er moved her fingers slightly and gently touched the brown-red mark hidden in a hidden place. She immediately thought of the scene in the mountain when Master Chu held the shawl and handed it back to her.

It looked less like a dirt stain and more like a patch of dried paint.

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"Ning'er?"

The two masters walked closer and closer, and finally saw Ning'er standing on the side of the road. Shen Chongyan asked in surprise: "Ning'er, why are you here?"

Ning Er bowed to the two of them. She didn't need to be shy about talking to them. She had been seen in all kinds of embarrassing situations. She just pointed at her sleeve helplessly and said, "My Lord, Second Master, I accidentally stained my clothes and I was just going to deal with it."

Shen Chongyao glanced at Ning'er, then at Shen Chongyan, and felt deeply that his elder brother was a little unable to walk when he saw Ning'er, but Lord Wen was still left in the hallway, and it was really not the time for the children to gossip.

He had to cough and hurriedly ordered: "In this case, Chuncao must serve your girl well. I have something to do with the Marquis, so I have to go first."

Having said that, he ignored his brother's hesitant look and gritted his teeth and pulled the man away.

What's the matter!

In front of him was an uninvited second-rank official, and behind him was a little ancestor who was neither to be provoked nor to be touched, and after the banquet, there was a killer waiting for him somewhere.

Master Shen II felt so miserable that he could not even cry. He just wanted to listen to some songs and recite some poems, but how could he be involved in all this mess for no reason?

When they were almost in the front hall, Shen Chongyao had finally explained everything to the Marquis. He bowed and wanted to leave.

But he was stopped by Xinyuan Hou: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, second brother. You stay here. If Lord Wen wants to talk to me in private, you can accompany Mr. Chu to walk around the garden."

He thought for a moment and emphasized, "There are many women in the garden today, so don't bump into them."

Shen Chongyao had no choice but to agree with a bitter face. Well, he was asked to get rid of the people. He could only hypnotize himself, maybe after noon, the killer would forget about him!

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Because of their fathers' generation, although Wen Huaichen and Shen Chongyan were more than ten years apart in age, they had always treated each other as equals and simply addressed each other as brothers.

Wen Huaichen has a very dignified appearance and a beautiful beard. Although he is in his forties, there is no sign of old age on his face. His skin is rosy and his eyes are bright and lively.

As soon as he saw Xinyuan Hou, he laughed and said, "Mingshan, I am sorry to have come here uninvited and disturbed the peace and tranquility of your mansion."

Mingshan is Shen Chongyan's courtesy name. Because his father passed away early, he inherited the title of first-class marquis before he was 30. He had a high status and was young, so few of his peers called him by his courtesy name.

Shen Chongyan bowed hurriedly: "Brother Wen, what are you saying? I am sorry for not welcoming you to my humble home. I hope you can forgive me."

Wen Huaichen pulled Shen Chongyan up and said loudly: "You and I are brothers, why should we pay attention to these empty formalities. I just came here because of such a beautiful scenery. I hope Mingshan doesn't mind me being an uninvited guest."

As he spoke, he glanced at Shen Chongyao who was standing respectfully beside him, and said with a smile: "I guess this must be Mr. Shen Er, the lay Buddhist from Qingyuan."

Shen Chongyao wiped his sweat and said repeatedly, "I dare not, my boy is frivolous and ignorant. I made up such a name. I am sorry to make you laugh."

Wen Huaichen was a top scholar in the previous emperor's dynasty. He was not only proficient in craftsmanship, but also wrote excellent poems and essays when he was young, and several of his collections have been handed down. However, as he got older, he became a higher official, and in order to show his dignity, he rarely wrote these leisurely articles.

Boasting about his inferior poems and essays in front of such a person, Shen Chongyao felt as restless as a naughty boy meeting his teacher.

Wen Huaichen said kindly, "I brought a friend with me. He has a free and easy personality, but he is impatient to deal with us vulgar people. I saw that Mr. Shen Er was a bright and handsome man, and I thought his personality must be similar to his, so I asked them to have some fun together."

His last words were addressed to Xinyuan Hou. Shen Chongyan thought that Wen Huaichen had something to tell him privately, just as he expected, so he said to his second brother, "Chongyao, just entertain Mr. Chu. I will have someone report the banquet to my mother and ask Miaoyun to take care of it."

Shen Chongyao saw that things were really heading in the direction he least wanted. He could only sigh inwardly, "I wonder where Master Chu is?"

Wen Huaichen gently stroked his beautiful beard and answered vaguely: "Mr. Shen Er, just wait a moment, my servant will come to find you later."

As he said this, he joined hands with Shen Chongyan and went straight inside.

Shen Chongyao was stunned for a long while, worrying about how to deal with the issues on both sides, so he called his trusted servant Feixing to check out the situation.

Suddenly a cold voice came: "Second Master."

This voice seems to sound a little familiar, Shen Chongyao thought. When he turned around, he was so scared that he almost fell to the ground.

The man had his arms folded, wearing a double-breasted armor, with a goose-feather knife over three feet long across his waist. He looked at him expressionlessly.

It was the killer god on the mountain pointing an arrow at him!