The reborn sweet girl always wants to escape, but the abstinent prince hugs her and coaxes her!

When Mu Rong saw Xu Rongrong again, it was already the next night.

After coming back from the next morning, he went back to the study first.

He took out the pills given by Shu Qing from the dark room and took it. He then meditated and adjusted his breath for half an hour. He did not close his hands until the chill around his body dissipated.

Seeing that it was getting late, he immediately got up and went to Xinghui Hall.

But as soon as he walked out of the study room, he saw Mu Yi standing under the eaves with his hands hanging down.

"What's the matter?" Mu Rong asked.

"The concierge has just sent the post from Prince Rongxiang's Palace. It is for our wife." Mu Yi presented it with both hands.

"In the palace of Prince Rongxiang?" Mu Rong frowned, "What did you hear about it?"

"My subordinates heard that the eldest daughter-in-law of Prince Rongxiang is preparing for a lotus banquet, and have already sent messages to many powerful women in the capital. Previously, Prince Rongxiang's palace had been interested in making friends with the marquis, but firstly, there were no female dependents in our mansion. Secondly, Rongxiang The king was unwilling to show too much kindness due to his seniority, so he could never find an opportunity... Now that our family also has a mistress, there is an extra layer of opportunities for Prince Rongxiang's palace."

Mu Rong sneered and said: "Everyone in the family has high aspirations."

King Rongxiang Zhu Yu was a king with a different surname who was canonized by the late emperor during his time.

He himself had no political talent, he just knew how to read. If he could concentrate on his studies, he would have become a great scholar in the world. However, he was too impetuous and wasted his talents. When the late emperor canonized Zhu Yu, he also remembered that his grandfather and the late emperor had a half-master friendship...Zhu Yu always called the late emperor his elder brother in private. How could an elder brother bear to let his "younger brother" be helpless after the death of his parents and grandfather? He was named a prince with a different surname.

But Zhu Yu himself, who was loved by the late emperor, could not develop feelings for other members of the Zhu family. Therefore, the position of King Rongxiang is not hereditary. Once Zhu Yu is gone, the Zhu family can only be the Zhu family.

After the death of the late emperor, Zhu Yu mourned as if he were mourning his heir, for fear that his majesty would turn against him and deny him.

Fortunately, the treasury is now abundant, and His Majesty does not mind raising another "uncle". Gradually, King Rongxiang himself felt relieved, but his children and grandchildren did not think so!

Zhu Yu is now nearly fifty years old, and due to his frail health, he may not be able to pass away one day. Although his wife, three concubines, and five children would not have to worry about food and clothing right away, they might not be able to enjoy the fine clothing and food of a noble family.

So in the past few years, people from Prince Rongxiang's palace have frequently come to join in the excitement of the clan, just to build more face among the dignitaries. If they burn the incense stick correctly, they can still maintain a place among the dignitaries in the capital.

Because the post was for Xu Rongrong, Mu Rong did not open it.

He put the post away: "I will ask her later before making a decision."

Although he has no intention of making friends with Prince Rongxiang's Palace, if she wants to get to know more female relatives in the capital, he doesn't mind being tricked by Prince Rongxiang's Palace.

Thinking of this, he walked towards Xinghui Hall.

However, Xu Rongrong was nowhere to be seen in the brightly lit Xinghui Hall.

"Where did Madam go?" Mu Rong felt inexplicably uneasy when he saw that Luo Shu, Wen Yao and all the maids were there, except for Xu Rongrong.

Luo Shu was feeding the rabbits. When Leng Buding heard Mu Rong's question, he snorted angrily and returned to the house with the hay basket.

Find your lady in red, don’t come and touch my lady! After Luo Shu cursed in his heart, he slammed the door.

Mu Rong was slightly startled.

Wen Yao sighed when he saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to explain: "Luo Shu has a reckless temper, please forgive me, Lord Marquis."

Mu Rong Wuxia ignored other things and asked again: "Do you know where Madam went?"

"When I returned to the Marquis, I went to the inner courtyard alone."

"Inner courtyard? Did she say where she was going?" Mu Rong asked.

Although Wen Yao also resented him for talking to the woman next to him, seeing that the anxiety in his eyes didn't seem to be fake at the moment, he finally softened his heart: "Maybe it's Wangjiang Pavilion, where Madam usually goes these days."

Wangjiang Pavilion...

Mu Rong's heart sank to the bottom.

That was the place she moved to after being hurt by herself in her previous life...

His recent actions had hurt her after all.

"Thank you. I will go see her."

……

Xu Rongrong is indeed in Wangjiang Pavilion.

This place is full of memories from her past life.

These days, when she was bored in Xinghui Hall, she would often come here subconsciously. It's the same today.

There is no lamp in Wangjiang Pavilion.

But based on her familiarity with this place, she can navigate smoothly even in the absence of light, not to mention the bright moon above her head today is guiding her along the way.

She slowly walked up to the second floor.

This place has been unoccupied for some time, so the servants inevitably made some mistakes while cleaning - the windows were left open.

But it is precisely because of this omission that the entire second floor has an air of openness.

Looking at the dim river scene in the distance, Xu Rongrong took a deep breath.

There were sparks on the river, which were merchants and fishing boats passing by. Although they were far apart, she could still feel the smell of fireworks.

She was bent over, her elbows resting on the window frame, and her chin resting on her hands, looking leisurely and nimble.

And the mahogany window frame frames the bright moon in the center of the vision.

When Mu Rong came up, he saw such a scene.

Quiet and beautiful.

He looked a little stunned.

I don’t know how long it took, but Mu Rong accidentally touched the wooden table next to him.

"Who is it?" Xu Rongrong was startled and turned around suddenly.

It was already night here, and she had not combed her hair. Her long hair, which was scattered around her shoulders, billowed in the evening breeze as she turned around. With her slightly panicked cheeks, she looked like a fairy who had strayed into the world.

Mu Rong's heart seemed to skip a beat.

Because he had no light behind him, Xu Rongrong could not see her cheek clearly, so he asked again with a slight trembling: "Who is it?"

Who would come here at this hour?

"It's me." With a deep voice, Mu Rong slowly took a step forward, and the moonlight passed through the window frame and reflected on his face.

are people.

Xu Rongrong breathed a long sigh of relief.

These days, she rarely sees Mu Rong. Although she knows that he will stay in the room at night, that's all...

But last night, he disappeared after meeting Lin Jiaoyue. When he got up this morning, there was no trace of sleeping on the bed.

She originally thought that he would fall in love with Lin Jiaoyue again like he did in his previous life.

But I didn't expect that he would suddenly appear here again.

There was no trace of sadness or joy on Xu Rongrong's face: "Why is the Marquis here?"

"I'm here to find you." Mu Rong smiled lightly.

As he spoke, he raised his hand, brushed away the messy hair on her forehead, and then tucked it behind her ears.

The wind in Wangjiang Pavilion was stronger than in other places. Xu Rongrong didn't know how long the wind had been blowing here, and coupled with the shaking just now, it scattered.

The touch in her ear made her frown slightly.

She subconsciously took a step back: "I'll do it myself."

Mu Rong's hand remained where it was.

For a moment... I felt a little embarrassed.