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

Shen Chongyao's voice was trembling, and he subconsciously asked back: "You...you...why are you here?"

It was in broad daylight, in front of the main gate of the Shen Mansion's villa, with servants from the garden coming and going everywhere, and this man actually appeared in front of him so brazenly.

The man snorted coldly. He stood very close, and his height, which was a head taller than Shen Chongyao, seemed even more oppressive.

Shen Chongyao had no words to express his grievances, fearing that if he didn't say anything, the man would start a scene regardless of the situation. However, he didn't expect that the man suddenly took a step back and bowed firmly:

"Second Master, my master is waiting for you. Please move over and have a chat."

The unruly warrior suddenly revealed his respectful and rule-abiding side.

Shen Chongyao had an almost impossible guess in his heart, which made his hair stand on end. He reluctantly asked, "What is your name, sir?"

The man immediately replied: "I dare not address you as your Excellency. I am Xiao Ding."

Shen Chongyao asked again: "May I ask Sir Xiao, what is your name?"

Xiao Ding clasped his fists and replied in a serious tone, "I dare not address the master by his name. The Second Master will know it after we meet."

He had a serious attitude, but made a gesture that could not be refused, and signaled Shen Chongyao to follow him.

Only then did he come to his senses and realized that the person who was sent away was not him, but his elder brother.

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Passing through the waterside pavilion, there is a large stretch of shady green tung trees, among which are several rows of elegant halls.

A gust of wind blew, and it was chilly. Chuncao shivered. "It's terrible. I was sweating in the sun just now, but now I'm shivering in the cold wind here."

Ning Er said, "Really? Why do I feel my face is getting hot, and the heat is rushing to my head?"

Chuncao then looked at her daughter's face and saw that Ning'er had a wandering expression, her cheeks flushed, her eyes misty, and she looked like she was about to fall asleep. She couldn't help but be surprised: "The daughter is drunk!"

It turned out that when Ning'er was at the banquet earlier, she saw that the Hundred Flowers Dew was sweet and delicious, and she drank a few cups more because she was greedy. She had never drunk alcohol before, and she didn't know that although the Hundred Flowers Dew tasted sweet at first, it had a strong aftertaste. She didn't feel it just now, but now when the cool breeze blew, she immediately felt drunk.

She covered her heart with her hand. Although she was facing Chuncao, her eyes were wandering somewhere else. She asked in confusion, "Chuncao, why is my heart beating so fast?"

When Chuncao saw Ning'er like this, she knew that she was drunk. She was at a loss for a moment and could only support Ning'er and slowly walk towards the hall where the guests could rest.

There was a banquet in full swing at that moment, and most of the servants in the garden were serving in the front. In front of the main hall, there was only a little girl, no more than seven or eight years old, sitting and dozing in front of a tea stove.

Chuncao went over and shook her: "Wake up."

The little girl started and opened her eyes sleepily. Seeing Ning'er sitting there without reacting, Chuncao could only ask, "Where are the servants in the yard?"

The little girl then said slowly, "My elder sister and the maids have all been transferred to the front, and the rest have gone to watch the fun after lunch, leaving me to watch the yard."

She hinted that she was quite dissatisfied with being left here alone.

Chuncao also knew that she couldn't argue with her. The banquet had just started and it was not time for lunch yet. The servants in the manor were usually relaxed, and it was rare for them to see such a lively scene, so they took the opportunity to slip away one by one.

Chuncao could only ask: "Can you make hangover soup? Go make some and send it over."

The girl managed to say, "I can watch the stove and boil water."

Chuncao had no choice but to ask, "Where is your small kitchen?"

The little girl pulled Chuncao out of the yard and pointed to a hard-roofed house to the south.

Chuncao leaned over to take a look, estimated the distance, and then looked at Ning'er's drunken appearance.

After helping Ning'er into the house and placing her on the couch, she repeatedly instructed the little girl, "You must stay with the young lady and don't leave her side at all. Do you understand?"

Seeing her nod, Chuncao left, looking back every few steps.

Ning'er was lying on the couch, half asleep, feeling her limbs go limp, her heart beating like a drum, and her mouth thirsty. She half-closed her eyes and called out, "Chuncao, Chuncao, pour me some water."

After waiting for a long time, there was still no water. Ning'er was a little anxious, but her mind was very slow: "Chuncao, Chuncao? Where's the water?"

She vaguely heard someone chuckle, and then a cup of tea was brought to her lips. The person gently coaxed her: "Here's the water, drink slowly."

Ning'er reached out and held the arm of the person in front of her, used the strength to stand up, and drank the tea from that person's hand.

The water tasted sweet with a little bit of sourness. Ning'er couldn't help but drink a few more sips. She was a little dazed and wondered why the spring grass suddenly became so tall?

She tried to open her eyes, which were misty with tears from drunkenness. She stared straight at the hazy figure in front of her and called out in a daze but with certainty, "Master Chu!"

It was the god-like Master Chu. Ning'er realized belatedly and became happy.

Chu Huan saw that she seemed to have a piece of candy in her mouth while she was talking, and couldn't help laughing: "How much did you drink? Why are you so drunk?"

Although she was fed some sobering soup, Ning'er showed no signs of waking up immediately. She was not surprised at all why Chu Huan suddenly appeared here, she just smiled at him subconsciously.

There was an inexplicable coquettish look in that smile.

Chu Huan's heart softened by her smile, and seeing her lying on the couch in a mess with her dress wrinkled, he couldn't help but reach out to help her straighten it out.

But Ning'er ignored everything else and just held on to the shawl tightly, shouting, "It has to be hidden. It's dirty."

Chu Huan's heart was slightly moved, and he coaxed her softly: "Where is it dirty? Let me show you."

Ning'er let go of her hand pitifully and turned open the shawl, revealing the brown-red stain tucked inside.

Chu Huan saw it and realized that it was something he accidentally touched when he picked up the shawl and returned it to her. He looked at Ning'er who looked a little aggrieved and said with his head down: "It's all my fault. I apologize to Chao Ning."

Her beautiful eyelashes drooped down, and Chu Huan's eyes, as calm as a deep pool, stared at her intently, making Ning'er feel the dizzying beauty coming at her even though she was drunk.

She couldn't help but blurt out: "Then, what should we do?"

Chu Huan stared at her and smiled: "How about I give you a new one as compensation?"

Ning Er nodded dizzily, then frowned in distress: "But I'm going back soon, and I need to wear it again."

Chu Huan fed her some hangover soup, put down the bowl, helped her lie down, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Chao Ning, take a nap, you will be fine when you wake up."

Ning'er seemed to have forgotten something in her daze, but after being coaxed by Chu Huan, she felt sleepy all of a sudden and fell asleep in a short while.

Chu Huan stared at Ning'er for a long time. Seeing that she was asleep, he stopped smiling, took a fur coat from his hand and gently covered Ning'er with it.

It was an extremely light and warm fox fur coat, pure white without a single stain, and without a trace of other colors. It was not extremely cold now, but it was the first time that Ning'er got drunk, and Chu Huan couldn't help but worry that she had caught a cold.

He stood up and ordered calmly: "Get up, don't disturb the girl's rest."

From the moment he saw Chu Huan, the man who had been kneeling on the ground and trembling dared not utter a word. He just kowtowed tremblingly and crawled up with his hands and feet.