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

Luo Miaoyun looked up in panic, but found that Emperor Zhao Yuan didn't even look at her. He just asked simply, "Is what Luo Peng said true?"

Her throat tightened and she was about to deny it when she heard His Majesty say, "Think it over before you answer."

His tone was full of indifference, and he spoke lightly, but he uttered words that frightened her: "Lou Xiao is accompanying Shen Chengying and sitting at the same table with the Prince of Qinan. Madam Luo, should I be summoned to see him?"

Ying'er!

Luo Miaoyun's pupils suddenly shrank. Her emotions were faster than her reason, and she blurted out, "No!"

But before she finished her words, she realized that she had completely lost...

Old Madam Zhu's face instantly turned pale. With just these two words, nothing more needed to be said. If she didn't know it well, how could she subconsciously stop His Majesty from summoning Ying'er to meet him?

Tens of years of hard work and ten years of love for one's child, all gone in a flash like flowing water.

It's all over, all over!

She knelt down dejectedly, as if her last bone had been pulled out and she could no longer support herself. She murmured, "What misfortune for our family! What misfortune for our family!"

With the emperor in front of her and the Duke sitting on the throne, so many eyes staring and ears listening, and most of the nobles in the capital gathered in Fu Garden, no matter how hard she tried to cover it up, she was doomed to be powerless.

I'm afraid it won't take half a day for this huge scandal to spread throughout the city like wildfire!

No matter how much she hated Luo Miaoyun, she could not save the collapsed reputation of Xinyuan Marquis Mansion.

The Luo family who were standing by seemed to have finally realized the seriousness of the matter. Mrs. Luo looked at her mother-in-law in fear. The Shen family might still be able to argue that they were victims, but their Luo family could not escape this heinous crime.

If one thing goes wrong, the daughter of Luo family won’t be able to get married again in the next ten years!

His Majesty seemed to have judged Luo's guilt based on these two words. He did not ask any more questions. Instead, he looked at Old Madam Zhu on the ground and said coldly, "Ms. Zhu, since Lord Shen is not here, you will decide for him."

Emperor Zhaoyuan's words were like a stone striking jade, hammering into her heart word by word: "How does Xinyuan Marquis's Mansion intend to deal with Luo's matter?"

Zhu Jinyuan looked up blankly. What else is there to deal with? What else is there to deal with?

At this time, Xiang Mengxuan finally came back to her senses from the shock. She didn't care about her daughter who was terrified beside her. She hurriedly knelt beside her mother-in-law in panic and reminded her in an almost inaudible voice: "Mother, ask His Majesty for mercy!"

Madam Zhu was startled and finally regained some consciousness. She kowtowed heavily, and when she raised her face, two lines of turbid old tears flowed down: "I am completely at the mercy of Your Majesty. I beg Your Majesty to show mercy and make the decision for my Shen family!"

She wept, "I hope Your Majesty will have pity on me. After my husband passed away, I only have one son, Chongyan. He is loyal to Your Majesty and is willing to die for the sake of Your Majesty's court! It's a pity that he is still seriously injured and has not recovered yet. If he knew that the child he had been mourning for for many years was not his own flesh and blood, how would he deal with it?"

The sound of her tears was like the cry of blood from a cuckoo, piercing her bones and heart, and even the most heartless person would be moved upon hearing it.

Ning'er couldn't help but turn her head away, not wanting to see Old Madam Zhu crying so hard. My Lord Marquis... She couldn't help but sigh, thinking back to how full of vigor and vitality he was when they first met, and how haggard he was when they last met.

Chu Huan was closest to her, so he naturally saw her every move and couldn't help but sigh.

He could mostly understand Ning'er's thoughts. She had experienced such hardships in her childhood, and her mother's past experiences were so tragic. She did not simply hate or long for her father, but rather escaped from him after hopeless expectations mixed with pain.

Leave and act as if he doesn't exist. Without him, there will be no such sad past; without him, I will no longer be sad about the absence of my father and the struggle to survive as an orphan since childhood.

A large part of the child's innate respect and admiration for his father was transferred to Shen Chongyan by Ning'er.

In her heart, her father should be like the Marquis, calm, dignified, and caring towards her. She observed him carefully, enjoying the kindness and warmth he brought her, and releasing her trust and attachment bit by bit.

The Marquis who saved her from the snow and desperate situation, the Marquis who brought her home, was much more important than her biological father who had never appeared.

But fate played tricks on her. When Ning'er was completely unprepared, she suddenly learned the truth from outsiders. Along with it came everything that her mother had experienced because of Luo Miaoyun!

How could she accept this all at once?

Shen Chongyan was trapped in the knot of his past life, afraid of repeating the assassination of Ning'er in the past, so he dared not recognize her. But in Ning'er's eyes, it was her father who knew of her existence but ignored her, and recognized her but was distant.

So that night, she would rather risk the whole world's condemnation to come to find him than stay with Shen Chongyan for a moment longer.

If she just hated Shen Chongyan, that would be easy. She had a hundred ways to make him disappear from her sight and never get in her way again. But in her heart, she had long regarded Shen Chongyan as her father, and this admiration and closeness still existed, but she buried it deep in her heart.

Chu Huan looked at the crying Madam Zhu, Ning'er's biological grandmother, and interrupted her bluntly: "Madam, you can tell me what you want. If I can agree to it, I will agree to it."

Zhu Jinyuan paused in her crying. Although His Majesty's tone was gentle, it was inexplicably frightening. She stopped crying and whispered, "Luo is immoral and cruel. The Shen family dare not keep such a woman anymore."

As she spoke, Mrs. Luo's face turned paler. Emperor Zhaoyuan nodded: "That makes sense, Lord Lou."

Lou Qi hurriedly stepped forward: "I am here."

"Lou Qing once served in the Guanglu Temple and is good at etiquette. According to your suggestion, how should the relationship between the Shen and Luo families be handled?"

Lou Qi groaned in his heart, but he could only answer honestly: "Your Majesty, Madam Shen Luo was conferred the title of the first rank by the imperial court. According to the usual practice of our dynasty, those who have been conferred the title cannot be divorced by their husbands without reason."

"However, if the seal is lifted due to a crime, it is naturally not included in this list."

Madam Luo's eyes, which had just lit up, dimmed in an instant. She was removed from the throne because of her crime. She was removed from the throne because of her crime...

Emperor Zhaoyuan asked again: "How should Luo's crime be punished?"

Lou Qi bowed and said, "According to the law, if the matter involves criminal charges, it should be transferred to the Ministry of Justice for trial. If the case is complicated and difficult to resolve at once, it will be handed over to the three judicial departments for trial."

The three judicial departments refer to the Ministry of Justice, the Dali Temple and the Censorate.

But laws are laws, and the private affairs of high-ranking nobles have always been handled behind closed doors. I have never heard of any wife or concubine being sent to the government office for trial. It doesn't matter what the result of the case is, but who can afford to lose face?

Upon hearing this, the Shen family was not anxious yet, but the Luo family was anxious first. Old Madam Luo did not care about anything else and kowtowed forward and said, "Your Majesty, the Luo family has a long tradition of loyalty and filial piety. For five generations, there has not been a man who broke the law or a woman who remarried."

She gritted her teeth and said cruelly, "Since Miao Yun is a married woman, she will marry into the Shen family. Her life and death will naturally be decided by her husband's family. Our Luo family will not interfere with how she is dealt with!"

"Mother!" Luo Miaoyun's shrill voice sounded. She couldn't believe it and asked, "What did you say?"

On the pavilion, the sun was shining brightly and the weather was warm, but Luo Miaoyun felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave in the dead of winter and her teeth were chattering from the cold.

Mrs. Luo's eyelashes trembled, and she didn't dare to look up at her daughter. She stammered, "For the sake of your father and brother, and for the dignity of the Luo family's generations of scholars... Miaoyun, just pretend that I don't have a mother!"

Luo Miaoyun's chest felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer. For the sake of dignity... for the sake of dignity, her mother even gave up her own life and was going to watch her die!