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

Hanguang? Ning'er silently memorized this special name. She held a sheep-horn lantern in her hand. Under the dim light, she could see the rain pouring down fast and heavily, penetrating the sky and earth, and the raindrops almost formed a straight line.

She hurriedly said, "Come in and take shelter."

Hanguang raised his eyes to glance at Ning'er inside the door, shook his head and said, "I'll be guarding in the corridor, young lady, go to sleep peacefully."

Ning Er saw that his hair was soaked from head to toe, and his hair was tangled up in the rain. She couldn't help asking, "How did you get into the mansion in such heavy rain?"

A smile appeared in Han Guang's eyes. "So the master didn't tell you. I'm in the Marquis' Mansion, but I've been following the Second Master. The master has told me that if there is any emergency, there is no need to report it. No matter what, the priority is to protect Miss Ning's safety."

The rain poured down in sheets, and the sky and the earth seemed to be one and the same, shrouded in the rain.

"As soon as I heard the scream, I rushed over. I checked along the way and found that the scream was probably coming from Guiyi Hall, northeast of the mansion. Although it's a bit far from here, I didn't rush over just to be on the safe side."

Han Guang looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was calm and composed. "Master Ning, you should stay in the house. I will be guarding outside. Don't worry, we won't let other people see us."

Seeing that he was unwilling to come in, Ning Er had no choice but to hand the lantern to Han Guang: "Wait a moment."

He turned around and fetched the largest towel, then threw it into Han Guang's arms: "At least wipe your face, and remember to stand closer to the inside."

Chuncao followed Ning'er out, only to see a young guard holding a long sword standing in front of their door. She nervously stopped in front of Ning'er and looked at him suspiciously: "Miss, this man is unfamiliar, I have never seen him before."

Ning'er patted her hands and said vaguely: "This is someone sent by the Marquis, you can trust him." She pronounced the word "Marquis" very lightly and almost passed it by.

When Chuncao heard her say this, she not only did not doubt it, but was relieved: "Great! Then we are safe."

Han Guang nodded at her, without saying a word, he took a step back and said to Ning'er, "Miss, please lock the door as usual. I'm outside. Knock three times if you need anything."

He stretched out his hand and knocked on the door three times, two lightly and one heavily.

Ning'er nodded in understanding and looked back at Han Guang: "If the rain doesn't stop, you have to come in and take shelter." Otherwise, getting soaked by the rain and standing under the porch facing the night wind would be unbearable even for a strong body.

Han Guang nodded slightly. He lowered his head and thought to himself that if the villain was still roaming around in the mansion after midnight and could not be brought to justice, he would have to find a way to place Miss Ning in an absolutely safe place.

When they heard that the guards left by the Marquis were guarding outside the door, the girls who were originally nervous suddenly felt relieved and relaxed.

Lingzhi even said to Ning'er, "Miss, since there are people guarding here, do you want me to go over to the old lady to see what's going on?"

Ning Er hurriedly said, "Why are we in such a hurry? We should just stay here safely."

She herself did not realize that the unspeakable fear, anxiety and uneasiness she had felt had subsided with the sudden appearance of Han Guang.

The moment Ning'er realized that he was the person sent by Chu Huan, her heart inexplicably calmed down in this precarious situation.

A flash of white lightning flashed by, like a porcelain plate shattering silently. After a few breaths of silence, a deafening thunder filled the sky and earth.

Buzz...Boom...Boom.

Followed by the sound of even more rapid rain.

Wu Shilu earnestly advised his master: "My Lord, it's raining so hard right now, how can you stand in the wind? What if you get wet?"

Chu Huan ignored him. He was only wearing a blue silk Taoist robe with a cross collar and a large front, and a silk sash hanging from his waist. He stood in the corridor exposed, staring at the rain curtain that formed a line outside the eaves in a daze.

He turned around and asked, "Wouldn't a girl be scared if she heard such a loud thunder?"

Wu Shilu's teeth were sore that he recalled a trivial incident from the past. When the emperor was not even as tall as the table, one spring thunder rumbled. The wet nurse and maidservant who served the emperor were afraid that he would be scared, so they coaxed him by saying that it was firecrackers being set off outside the palace.

The emperor, however, remained calm and explained to them in all seriousness: "This is the beginning of spring air during the Waking of Insects, so the spring thunder begins to sound. It is not a firecracker, so there is no need to be afraid."

Why now, I am worried that the thunder will scare Miss Ning?

Wu Shilu did not dare to neglect him and said hurriedly: "Miss Ning lives in seclusion. I think there are many servants around her, so she is not afraid..."

He stole a glance and saw that His Majesty's face was gloomy, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "However, Miss Ning is alone in the Marquis' Mansion after all, and has no one to rely on. I think she would be scared on such a stormy night."

Emperor Zhao Yuan nodded: "Well, do you also think that I should go and accompany her?"

Wu Shilu subconsciously agreed: "Yes, yes..." What? He suddenly realized what the emperor had said. It was already the second watch in the night of this storm. Could it be that the emperor wanted to leave the palace in a fit of rage?

If the Queen Mother knew about this, she would have to hold him accountable!

What's more, Miss Ning is in her boudoir and has probably gone to bed by now. No matter what, it doesn't make sense for her to meet her master in the dark.

He quickly advised the emperor to give up this idea: "Your Majesty, this is probably not appropriate. It is windy and rainy right now. Even if we rush to Xinyuan Marquis's Mansion, I am afraid we won't be able to see Miss Ning!"

"Of course, the young lady will be happy to see you. But it's late now, and Miss Ning might be sleeping soundly. Wouldn't it be bad if I disturbed her?"

Wu Shilu thought, if the emperor is thinking about her, he should find a decent excuse to make it easier for him to do it, right? Alas, this is really the emperor is not anxious about the eunuch.

After hearing his words, Emperor Zhao Yuan was not angry. He was not irrational. It was just that there was a sudden rain and strong wind tonight, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Chu Huan had always been more concerned about not thinking enough about Ning Er's affairs than worrying too much. But what Wu Shilu said made some sense.

He thought about it and came up with a compromise: "Find a way to send a message to Liu Ying, asking her to go see the girl and see if everything is okay. I want to get the exact news by three o'clock in the morning."

Wu Shilu was both surprised and delighted. He had not expected that he could so easily convince Emperor Zhaoyuan to change his mind. He quickly took the order and retreated.

He thought it was an easy job, just waiting for someone to deliver the message. Unexpectedly, when he waited until three o'clock in the morning, the messenger came crawling in front of him, with a pale face: "Manager! Xinyuan Marquis Mansion, Xinyuan Marquis Mansion..."

The man looked like he had seen a ghost and his tongue was tied.

Wu Shilu suddenly became anxious. He stamped his feet and said, "You slave, tell me quickly! What happened?"

The man kowtowed desperately: "The Xinyuan Marquis' Mansion has been sealed off! The inside and outside are cut off, and I can't send any messages in for the time being!"

Wu Shilu's face turned pale with rage. It's bad!