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

"Girls' Day?" Ning'er asked curiously, while letting Zishan fiddle with her head with her neck stiff, "Which festival is this?"

Zishan carefully compared the two flower hairpins and chose the one inlaid with cat's eye stone. He smiled and explained to the girl:

"March 3rd Girls' Day is a custom in Xiang, and it was not celebrated much in Beijing. But in recent years, the custom has gradually become more popular, and more people have traveled between the two places, and it has gradually become popular in Beijing."

"Speaking of which, it is similar to our Flower Festival. However, the customs in Xiang are open, and unmarried men and women are not too shy about it. Many young people of marriageable age meet at the riverside on this day to ward off evil spirits and pray for good luck, and to enjoy the flowers in order to pray for good fortune for both families."

After hearing what Zishan said, Lingzhi walked over and said in a feigned anger: "Young lady, how can you listen to these things?"

Seeing that Zishan was smiling and not afraid, she shook her head helplessly and added, "The eldest aunt who married into the Duke Dingguo's mansion that the young lady met last time followed her husband out of the capital and stayed in Xiangnan for four years before returning to the capital in the spring."

Ning'er nodded slightly: "No wonder."

The person Lingzhi was talking about was Shen Cunzhu, the daughter of Madam Zhu, the younger sister of Marquis Xinyuan, and the eldest daughter-in-law of Duke Dingguo.

The last time they met, Ning'er had a very deep impression of her. She was a very forthright and humorous young lady, and her features looked a bit like a marquis.

Shen Cunzhu has been away from Beijing for four years. She must take advantage of this Girls' Day to refresh her presence in the social circle of noble ladies.

This was the first time that Ning'er was invited to leave the mansion and attend such a formal social occasion since she entered the mansion.

"So today, I'm afraid that all the families with some respectability in the capital will gather at the Duke Dingguo's mansion."

Zishan smiled wickedly at Ning'er in the mirror, and while speaking, she put another hairpin on her temples: "So, young lady, you are not allowed to be afraid of being heavy. You must allow me to let go and dress you up properly."

Dingguo Gongfu.

The streets were filled with carriages and alleys, almost blocking the entire street. The servants and maids who came to greet and see off guests at the door were endless and very noisy.

Shen Cunzhu was guarding the main banquet hall, leaning against the door. People kept coming up to her to report and reply. After sending three groups of people outside, she finally had a chance to catch her breath.

After taking a short breath, she turned around and asked, "Go and see if mother and the others are here?"

In front of her stood a maid wearing a kingfisher-emerald gold hairpin and holding her hair in a bun, smiling and advising her, "Madam, please take a rest for a while. We just received a letter from the Marquis's Mansion. The old lady has gone out with the girls from the two rooms, so we have to wait for a while."

Shen Cunzhu habitually put her hand on her belly, still a little worried: "It's so busy out front, don't disturb mother." Then she asked: "Where are the two sisters-in-law?"

The maid replied respectfully, "Madam Xiang is leading the four young ladies from the second house. Madam Hou heard that she was not feeling well, so she only entrusted Miss Ruyao to the old lady."

Shen Cunzhu nodded upon hearing this, and then reminded: "Tell the servants not to neglect Miss Ning who came with mother."

My brother had specially told her before, asking her to take good care of the girl when he was away from Beijing. I naturally took my brother's rare request to heart.

At this time, many people had arrived in the Duke's Mansion one after another. As the host of the main banquet, she only had a moment to relax. She clinked her lips with the cup and then got busy again without stopping.

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Ning'er followed behind the old lady and was dazzled by what she saw.

At first, she tried to remember their faces and names one by one. But when the sixth wave of girls came up and greeted Mrs. Zhu one by one, Ning Er finally gave up this unrealistic plan and let herself be drowned in the chirping of the girls.

Ning'er glanced at Old Madam Zhu out of the corner of her eye and was completely impressed by her.

No matter who came to pay her a visit, as long as they introduced their family background, the old lady would smile and chat with the girl's father, brothers and elders in a very affectionate manner, and then give her just the right amount of encouragement and praise.

After fighting for more than ten rounds, she was still energetic, smiling, and behaved neatly. Anyone who saw her would have to praise her for her noble demeanor.

Otherwise, how could she have sat firmly on the throne of the top noble lady in Beijing? As for this skill of judging people, it would have taken her more than ten or twenty years of hard work to hone it to such perfection and perfection.

She sighed inwardly, it seems that being a noble lady is not easy!

She was originally worried that Zishan had dressed too much for her today, but when she sat down to the table, she saw that all the female guests were wearing flowers and brocades, gold and jade embroidery, and they looked radiant and charming as they talked and laughed.

In a world full of gaudy things, any bit of simplicity will be immediately magnified into something extremely shabby.

Rumors such as "Whose daughter mistakenly wore last year's fashionable pattern" or "Which lady just wore a hairpin in the first month of the year" would spread throughout the entire circle of power and wealth in an instant.

Ning'er retracted her eyes, straightened her waist slightly, and sat quietly below the old lady.

But from time to time someone would come up to greet her, and while chatting they would point at her and ask: "What a pretty girl, but I don't know her face, I wonder which family she is from?"

The old lady would embrace Ning'er affectionately and introduce her to the other ladies: "This is my sister's granddaughter. She now lives with me in the capital. She is just like my own granddaughter."

At this time, Ning'er had to bow her head and smile shyly, then stand up and salute, respectfully greet "Madam", and then receive a compliment "You really have the character of an old lady." Only after going through this set of procedures was it considered over, and she could sit back in her seat.

Less than half an hour had passed, and Ning'er felt dizzy and her smile was a little stiff. But when she looked around, she saw that all the ladies had decent smiles on their faces and sat at the table with perfect manners.

She secretly sighed, feeling the great pressure from the socializing at the noble banquet. But now she was in a dangerous situation, so she could only cheer up and persevere.

Just as she was distracted, she suddenly heard someone calling her from behind: "Ning'er, Ning'er?"

Ning'er was surprised that someone recognized her in such an occasion. Seeing that the old lady was chatting happily with an old sister and thought she had no time to pay attention to her for the time being, Ning'er turned around to take a look.

She saw two pretty girls holding hands and looking at her with a smile. They were Zhu Jijin and Zhu Jiyu, a pair of sisters from the Zhu Mansion. Ning'er had made friends with them at the Flower Festival.

At this time, next to the younger Ji Yu, there was a tall and slender girl with a bun on her head and a huge gold hairpin with a lace flower and inlaid with gems on her temples, which was extremely ostentatious.

Ji Jin waved for her to come over. Ning Er looked at the old lady Zhu who was in high spirits with some hesitation. Xiu Yu, who was serving at the side, walked up to her and whispered, "Since the young ladies of the Zhu family are looking for a girl, you can go. As for the old lady, I will explain to you later."

Ning'er really couldn't sit still any longer, so she thanked Xiu Yu and quietly left her seat.

Before Ning Er could stand still, she saw Ji Yu smiling and pushing the tall girl, saying, "Look, someone has called you, why are you silent again?"