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

Mu Rong knew it the day Wang Xian'an stepped into the Fourth Prince's Palace.

The news was passed out of the palace by Mu Qi. Mu Rong was meditating in the study. When he saw the note, he nodded slightly and ordered, "Send it to the madam."

Mu Yi quickly agreed.

When closing the study door, Mu Yi rubbed his arms subconsciously.

The Marquis has been meditating more and more frequently these days.

On the contrary, the time for daily morning exercises is getting shorter and shorter.

Although Mu Yi felt uneasy, he could not see anything unusual. When Mr. Shu came to the mansion to check his pulse, he also tried to ask him indirectly, but the other party insisted that the Marquis was fine.

This matter...

I hope he is just overthinking it.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, followed by a few faint thunders in the sky.

Mu Yi hurriedly ran under the eaves and went along the porch.

There has been very little rain this year. I wonder if there will be a sudden thunderstorm tonight.

When entering Xinghui Hall, Xu Rongrong was concentrating on reading the news sent from outside.

Nowadays, she has more ways to get information from the outside world.

Luo Chen brought in the gossip of the common people, Luo Xiao's Music House heard the secrets of high-ranking officials, and the caravans sent out would bring in the local customs and practices along the way.

All these things allowed her to know many secrets even though she stayed in the Marquis' Mansion.

At this time, Mu Yi also brought her news from the palace.

"Did the Marquis ask you to deliver it?" Xu Rongrong unfolded the note, glanced at it, and then burned it with a candle.

"That's right." Mu Yi nodded.

Xu Rongrong turned her head and looked at the night falling outside the window. This matter was not urgent, but she asked Mu Yi to deliver the message at this time. Could it be that he... was not planning to return to Xinghui Hall tonight?

Thinking of this, she frowned slightly: "Is the Marquis very busy these days?"

Mu Yi was startled at first, then shook his head: "I don't know... I was meditating when the Marquis sent me to deliver the message."

While the two were talking, the note had already burned out.

Xu Rongrong lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the black ashes to hide the inexplicable emotions in her heart.

"The news said that His Majesty asked Eunuch Wang to be the steward of the Fourth Prince's mansion...but I remember that the Fourth Prince seems to have a capable steward by his side?" The girl tapped lightly on the table with her jade-like fingertips.

Mu Yi heard this and responded, "Madam, what you said is absolutely right. There is a steward named Jin Fulai in the Fourth Prince's mansion. He used to work with Concubine Rou when they were both maids. After Concubine Rou gave birth to the Fourth Prince and was promoted to a higher position, she transferred Jin Fulai to work with her. Later, when the Fourth Prince left the palace, he followed him out and is now the steward of the Fourth Prince's mansion."

"It seems that this person is not only capable but also loyal." Xu Rongrong thought thoughtfully.

"Exactly."

But Xu Rongrong remembered that in the previous life, after the fourth prince ascended the throne, the eunuch who served by his side was neither surnamed Jin nor the current Wang Xian'an...

It seems that although the queen is dead, the storm in the palace shows no signs of stopping.

After she pondered for a moment, she looked at Mu Yi and said, "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and these two tigers are from different forces. Tell the Marquis that if he can keep an eye on the Fourth Prince's Mansion in the next two days, he should gain something."

Mu Yi's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Madam, you and the Marquis have the same idea! Before coming to Xinghui Hall, the Marquis had already ordered his subordinates to send people to keep an eye on the Fourth Prince's mansion."

"Oh, since you have given the order, then there is nothing to worry about." After Xu Rongrong finished speaking, she picked up a storybook and started flipping through it.

Seeing this, Mu Yi realized that it was inconvenient for him to stay here for long, so he took his leave.

When I went out, I saw Wen Yao coming back with a medicine jar.

Mu Yi was startled and sniffed subconsciously: "Soothing soup? Why didn't Madam get enough rest these past two days?"

Wen shook his head. "Madam is always prone to nightmares on thunderstorm nights. There have been faint thunder sounds today, so I prepared a can of tranquilizing soup and put it in the tea room to simmer in case of emergency."

"I see." Mu Yi replied, "If necessary, I'll have the court doctor waiting in the outer courtyard."

Xinghui Hall is only separated from the outer courtyard by a hanging flower gate. If something really happens, people can be summoned over by making a loud noise.

Wen Yao was a little stunned when he heard this.

My young lady has told me that nightmares are not a big deal and there is no need to bother others.

But at this time Wen Yao did not intend to stop Mu Yi from making the arrangements. After all... although the young lady's nightmare was not as painful as last year, it was still heartbreaking when it occurred.

If we can really use the help of the court doctor to relieve the young lady's pain, then why not?

So she smiled and bent her knees towards Mu Yi: "Then I'll have to trouble Master Yi."

……

After seeing Mu Yi off, Wen Yao walked into the house and saw her young lady sitting on the couch with her knees hugged, staring out the window in a daze.

The young lady seldom sits on the couch.

Because this is where the Marquis sleeps every time he returns to his room, the young lady usually avoids this place intentionally or unintentionally, but today...

"Miss, are you feeling unwell?" Wen Yao walked over carefully.

Xu Rongrong seemed to be suddenly awakened, and she suddenly came back to her senses: "It's okay, it's just that there are some things that I can't figure out."

Wen Yao saw her young lady's face relax, so she felt relieved: "Young lady, why don't you tell me, maybe I can solve it right away."

Seeing the little girl trying to share her worries, Xu Rongrong burst out laughing and said, "I was just saying it casually."

How can someone else explain the matter of rebirth?

Moreover, after her rebirth, she discovered that although everything now followed the trajectory of her previous life, the results were often very different...

Amidst all the troubles, there is also confusion about the unknown.

Wen Yao curled her lips when she heard this: "Young lady is getting more and more worried now, and she refuses to tell me anything...Young lady is becoming more and more like the Marquis."

"My Lord?" Xu Rongrong was stunned for a moment, "Why do you say that?"

"Isn't it Mu Ai who is gossiping in front of me? He said that the Marquis is getting more and more worried now, not only about him, but now even Yi Changshi can't guess what the Marquis is thinking. Although he has been sending them out as usual in the past few months, they know that the Marquis must be hiding something!"

"Did Deputy General Ai say when the Marquis became like this?" Xu Rongrong asked.

Wen shook his head: "He didn't explain it clearly, and I didn't ask, but it's been a few months."

After that, she added: "If you want to know, I will ask Mu Ai tomorrow."

Xu Rongrong wanted to say no, but somehow she nodded and said, "Okay."

As he was speaking, a loud thunder sounded outside the window.

Wen Yao was so frightened that he quickly went to close the window.

"Miss, stop looking and go to bed early."

Thunder roared outside the window one after another. Xu Rongrong nodded: "Let's light two lamps at night."

It seems that there has never been a thunderstorm night like this one.

In fact, when the first thunder sounded, Mu Rong in the study had already opened his eyes.

He stood up and pushed the door open.

In the distance, ferocious flashes of lightning were tearing apart the dark night sky.

Mu Rong looked in the direction of Xinghui Hall, wanting to move uncontrollably, but he finally stopped before going down the stairs.

The irresistible chill all over his body made him dare not move rashly.

Finally, he turned and went into the study.

The heavy door slowly closed behind him.