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

Willow Warbler smiled bitterly.

To this question, she couldn't answer "yes" or "no".

She lifted her skirt, stood up and was about to apologize to Ning'er: "It's true that Liu Ying didn't deliberately conceal it, but I was guilty of not telling you before, I hope you will forgive me."

To be honest, Liu Ying herself only had a partial understanding of the matter, but with a few guesses, she was not completely left in the dark.

Ning Er hurriedly supported her with one hand and said with a smile: "Sister Liu, what are you doing? How could I blame you?"

She gently held Liu Ying's slender white fingers and said sincerely, "Ning'er, is she someone who can't tell good from evil? Not to mention that Sister Liu saved me sincerely, even for that Mr. Chu... I am only grateful."

When Liu Ying heard Ning'er calling that person "Mr. Chu" in her words, she was frightened and wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to.

She thought to herself that if her and Shen Chongyao's guess was correct, then the person who was taking care of the girl behind the scenes should be that... the Emperor.

But this is a serious matter, and it is not reliable for the two of them to speculate based on some clues.

After all, it was Ning'er who saw the person with his own eyes. What that person felt and what relationship they had with each other were only known to him and Ning'er.

Willow Warbler's heart was like an empty bucket hanging on a windlass, going up and down. She was afraid that the speculations behind her would come true, and she was also afraid that they would misunderstand her and express her feelings incorrectly.

Her throat tightened, and she spoke carefully, "So, young lady, you have confirmed that the person you met is the Mr. Chu you mentioned earlier?"

Ning'er's face showed the innocent cunning of a child again: "Yes, it is the Master Chu I mentioned. But I am afraid that sister knows his true identity better than I do."

Liu Ying swallowed in horror. Did she guess it? How should she explain it? Should she tell the girl her guess directly? Or...

Layer upon layer of anxiety tightly bound her heart. After all, she had not received a clear and definite order since she left the palace.

Liu Ying didn't dare to blame His Majesty, but she couldn't help but blame Shen Chongyao in her heart. The emperor summoned her today, there must be a reason, but he didn't return home, and didn't inform her after returning home.

Otherwise, why would she be so confused at this moment?

Liu Ying sighed softly and admitted defeat, "Miss, what do you want to know? Just ask directly. I will tell you everything I know."

Ning Er looked at her with a smile, but asked her a surprisingly simple question: "Is Master Chu the second child?"

Liu Ying paused, uh... Regarding this question, although the current emperor is the only legitimate son left by the late emperor, he did have a brother who died young. So if he is said to be the second son, it is not wrong.

She nodded hesitantly: "It is indeed considered second."

Ning'er felt relieved. This made sense. She thought about it and asked tactfully, "So, is the Second Young Master Chu from the royal family?"

Although Liu Ying thought this statement was a bit strange, in terms of origin, His Majesty was naturally from the most powerful royal family in the world. She nodded and said, "He is indeed from a royal family."

As the two of them asked and answered each other, they both felt that it was exactly what they had in mind.

Ning'er had a preconceived notion that since Chu Huan was good friends with Marquis Xinyuan, was invited to the Huachao Banquet, was from a royal family, and was the second son in the family, all these three things fit together and he must be the second son of Chu from the Rui Wang family.

Finally confirming his identity, Ning'er smiled

Meanwhile, Liu Ying was thinking that since Miss Ning knew the emperor's birth and age order, they must have had a tacit understanding when they met. This proved that her previous guess was correct, and she only needed to discuss the details with Shen Chongyao.

The two smiled at each other, knowing that they understood each other tacitly. No one knew that this tiny difference would lead to a huge mistake.

If Liu Ying had known this earlier, it would have been clear that Ning'er had heard about the "Second Young Master Chu" from Yan Ling, and that Yan Ling did not deny it immediately when the three of them met, so that Ning'er would have finally established in her eyes that Chu Huan was the "Second Son of Prince Rui".

Then she would definitely choose to insert a golden needle into Yan Ling's Baihui point on the first day she met him.

This ridiculous misunderstanding was not resolved until a long time later, in a bizarre situation.

Of course, this is a follow-up.

At this moment, Ning'er and Liu Ying both thought that they had talked about the whole matter with each other, and they put their worries aside, and their expressions became cheerful.

When she relaxed, Liu Ying smelled a unique fragrance lingering in Ning'er's boudoir.

She calmed down and sniffed carefully, only to find that the mellow woody notes were tinged with the fragrance of rock honey. She couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration, "There's such a good fragrance in the mansion!"

Ning Er covered her mouth and laughed: "From what you said, this mansion is actually a poor place. It's amazing that it can smell good."

Liu Ying had a hint of pride on her face. She smiled and said, "The Xinyuan Marquisate has been a family of nobles for generations. By the time of the Marquis' generation, it has shown signs of revival. Of course, it is not comparable to ordinary impoverished nobles. But..."

She smiled slightly and said meaningfully: "You will know in the future, young lady, there is nothing better than the heavenly family in this world."

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At this time, Shen Chongyao finally recovered from the great surprise and shock of entering the palace to meet the emperor.

He realized belatedly that this time, he would have to serve as a messenger for the emperor again.

Although he had already guessed the identity of that adult in private.

But when Shen Chongyao was actually at the steps of the Jade Palace with its carvings of dragons and floating phoenixes, paying homage to His Majesty who sat on the ninth floor amidst the sound of elegant music, he truly realized that this was the Son of Heaven. This was the Emperor whose life and death depended on him, and he was also the father whom all the people of the world relied on.

Although this lord of ten thousand chariots took a fancy to him for some reason, Shen Chongyao knew very well that this was an order that he could not disobey, and an opportunity that he must seize.

Lucky minister, this is how he positioned himself, and he was determined to be this lucky minister.

After returning home, without even having time to say a few more words to his wife who had finally stopped being angry, he hurriedly burned incense and took a bath, washing his entire body thoroughly.

After making sure there was no trace of alcohol, Shen Chongyao opened the extremely sturdy wooden box as the emperor had instructed.

After confirming that the treasures in the box were intact, he selected six of his most experienced and reliable followers, and ordered his trusted servants to light the lights in front and clear the way. Taking advantage of the night, the group headed towards Song Shoutang in a mighty manner.

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In Ning'er's room, the fragrance of fragrance is warm and the candles are cozy.

The two chatted for a long time. As the night deepened, Ning'er's eyes showed a hint of tiredness, and Liu Ying then stood up and said goodbye.

Ning'er was wearing a peach-red cloak embroidered with ancient patterns, and she walked out holding her hand.

The maids outside were doing some needlework under the lamp. When they saw the two of them coming out, they stood up to see them off. However, Ning'er shook her head and said, "You guys go about your business. I'll take Sister Liu out."

Liu Ying hurriedly said softly, "Thank you, young lady."

As soon as they walked out of the room, they suddenly heard a burst of cool and beautiful sound, like the sound of jade hitting each other, echoing leisurely in the evening breeze of spring night.

Liu Ying hurriedly pulled Ning'er's sleeve and shook it: "Look!"

Ning'er looked up and saw that a dazzling crystal and glass lamp had been hung under the eaves of her house at some point. It was crystal clear and exquisite, with pearls and jade hanging from the corners. When the wind blew, it emitted bursts of fairy music.

The most precious treasure.

Beautiful beyond words.