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

Ning'er covered her face with a crimson gauze handkerchief, held a square pillow embroidered with plum blossoms in her arms, and leaned lazily on the couch.

Her muscles, which had been tense all day, gradually relaxed. She thought with some distress that it was true that "it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality". It had only been a short period of time, but she could no longer bear any hardship.

In the past, Ning'er would always have to walk up and down Sigu Mountain. He would leave at dawn and would not get home until it was completely dark.

When I got home, I couldn't rest. I had to find a way to make a fire and cook, otherwise I would go hungry for the whole day.

It's nothing like now, where she was picked up and dropped off by car the whole time, sitting on horseback and leisurely going up and down the hills, and she only moved her legs and walked a few steps.

After she came back, several people gathered around her to comb her hair and wash her face, fearing that the service was not attentive enough. Before she even changed her clothes, all kinds of snacks and drinks were served to her, waiting for her to eat.

Everything was a fairy-tale life that Ning Er could never have imagined in her dreams. Even so, she was so tired at the end of the day that she didn't want to talk.

Ning'er began to have wild thoughts. Could it be that she had been sitting idle in her room every day and taking too many medicines these days, which made her body exhausted?

She suddenly covered her face and laughed.

She lived a luxurious life in the Marquis' Mansion with fine clothes and delicious food, but today Chu Huan looked as if he was afraid that she would suffer in the Marquis' Mansion.

I really don’t know what he is thinking. Ning’er turned over and let her thoughts fly.

She was worried for a moment. The Marquis left the capital so suddenly and transferred Yan Ling hastily. Would he encounter any danger?

Chuncao felt scared again. She said that someone was watching her from behind and reporting her. She narrowly escaped any big trouble. But at the critical moment, Aunt Ye came to her and gave her the news.

For a moment, she thought of Chu Huan sitting on the black horse with a majestic look. Was he the son of the Rui King? How did he know her, and why was he so kind to her?

He even knew her birthday. Ning'er felt a little excited. This was the first time someone said they wanted to give her a birthday gift.

What exactly will it be?

……

"Girl? Girl?" Chuncao called out softly twice, and when she saw Ning'er didn't respond, she tiptoed out.

She gestured to Zishan to keep quiet and whispered, "The girl is asleep."

The two of them retreated to the outer room, and Zishan smiled and said, "The girl was so tired that she fell asleep lying on her side."

Chuncao said, "That's right. Doctor Liu specifically told me that the young lady's medicine has been specially added with herbs that calm the nerves and replenish the body. The young lady has been in poor health for a long time. It would be fine if she took this medicine for a day and rested. But if she gets tired, she will be more tired than if she didn't take the medicine."

While the two were chatting, a tall and slender maid came down from the upper room, with a lilac embroidered handkerchief tied around her waist.

When Zishan saw her, she hurried over and asked with a smile, "Why are you here, Sister Manju?"

Manju held Zishan's arm with one hand and walked with her to the corridor, saying, "Sister Xiuyu asked me to inform you that the eldest aunt sent someone to deliver the invitation."

"On March 3rd, the Duke Dingguo's Mansion will hold the 'Daughter's Day', and it is our aunt who will be the host. She has specially invited them, and Miss Ning, please be sure to do the honor and go there by then."

Zishan smiled and said, "It's hard for the aunt to love our girl so much. I'm sorry to have made such a trip. But the girl is asleep now. I will report to her when she wakes up. I will report to you when she agrees."

Chuncao also laughed: "The girl will be very happy when she knows. Thank you so much, aunt."

Manju nodded and said, "There's no rush. Just send someone to tell me when the time comes. But Miss Ning is asleep at this hour. Aren't you afraid that she will get up at night?"

Chuncao said, "Sister, you don't know. Our girl looks weak, but she is kind-hearted. She usually falls asleep as soon as she touches the pillow at night. If she wasn't very tired, she wouldn't take a nap at this time."

Hearing this, Manju smiled and said, "Master, you can sleep well at night, which saves us servants a lot of trouble. Since you have conveyed your message, I will not delay any longer. Please say hello to your young lady for me."

Zishan sent her out, and when she came back, she heard Chuncao ask her, "I don't see Sister Manju very often?"

Agate, Xiuyu, Feicui and others are all first-class maids serving the old lady of Song Shoutang, but her presence is much lower than theirs.

Zishan and Chuncao explained in detail: "Manjue is different from the other sisters in the upper room. Although she is quiet, she is actually very trusted by the old lady."

"I don't usually take on errands that require me to go out and about. That's because Manjushri has been chanting sutras in front of the Buddha for the old lady all year round. It is said that he copies the sutras dozens of times a day."

Chuncao was very surprised and immediately sympathized with her sister: "It's such a tough job to have so much homework every day!"

Zishan came up and smiled, holding her mouth: "You girl, you even dare to make up things about the Bodhisattva. I don't know who was so anxious to pray to the gods and ask for Buddha's blessing!"

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Chu Huan, who was being missed by Ning'er, just got off the horse. He gently patted Wuxiang's neck and said, "Don't be angry next time you see her. Do you hear me?"

Wuxiang seemed to understand what his master said. He bent his head and rubbed his shiny and smooth neck against his master's body affectionately.

Chu Huan threw the whip to Xiao Ding who was standing beside him, and after a moment's hesitation, he ordered, "Ask someone to keep an eye on Jingshui Lane, especially the Qian family, and don't let them cause any trouble."

As he walked inside, he added, "By the way, remember to find a way to get back the silver hairpin that Ning'er gave away. Tell the servants to be careful and not to damage it."

Chu Huan felt a little sour in his heart. He hadn't even gotten one of Ning'er's hairpins yet. How could he let such a vicious person take it away first?

Chu Huan did not ride in a sedan chair today. He rode all the way into the inner palace and ordered his men to take Wuxiang back to the horse garden. When they arrived at the Yuchen Palace, Wu Shilu, who was guarding in front of the palace, stretched his neck to the limit.

Upon seeing His Majesty, the eunuch who was famous outside hurriedly came to greet him, his face smiling like a flower: "Oh my, my Majesty, you are finally back!"

Chu Huan smiled and said, "Why? I gave you a day off today, but you're not happy enough?"

Wu Shilu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Serving His Majesty every day is what happiness is all about!" Then he hurried up to serve.

He waved his whisk, and more than a dozen palace maids came in one after another, holding various clothes and utensils in their hands, to help the emperor change his clothes and wash his body when he returned to the palace.

Although there were many people, the hall was silent. Emperor Zhaoyuan washed and combed his hair, then changed into his usual imperial attire.

In the warm room on the west side of the main hall of Yuchen Hall.

Wu Shilu looked at the emperor's expression and asked boldly, "Is your Majesty in a good mood today?"

Emperor Zhao Yuan glanced at him and said, "Why? I can't be happy?"

Having said that, his eyes fell on the south-facing table, where originally there was a Western clock and a very precious jade porcelain vase, but now they were gone.

At this time, a golden plate was placed on the long table, and a willow branch was placed on it! Under the willow branch, a piece of aqua blue shawl was wrapped around it in a very tender way.

If Ning'er were here, she would probably be so surprised that she would be speechless.

A willow branch and a stained shawl that she had thrown down the cliff with her own hands were unexpectedly stored away with such preciousness by the current emperor, and enshrined in the Nine-story Golden Palace with great dignity!