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

The cold winter night, like a huge piece of black silk, heavily enveloped the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion. The candlelight in the house flickered, and the light and shadow danced strangely on the wall, as if it was also spying on the subtle atmosphere between the two people in the house.

Mu Rong stood there, his cloak finally untied after a lot of tangle and struggle.

He took a few steps back to avoid her, putting some distance between himself and Xu Rongrong.

He also didn't know if he would be unable to control his emotions and do something excessive to the girl he had been dreaming of for decades if they continued to be in such close contact.

After all, this feeling hidden deep in the heart has long since grown into a towering tree under the nourishment of time. If it is slightly touched, its branches and leaves will sway, making it difficult to control.

Xu Rongrong frowned slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but the surprise was fleeting, and she soon returned to her usual indifferent look.

She turned around and sat down, holding the teapot with her slender fingers, and skillfully poured two cups of steaming hot tea. The curling steam rose up and lingered between the two of them.

She held up one of the teacups, the warmth passing through her palm. She looked at Mu Rong quietly, and after a moment asked, "But is there any news from Yuzhou City?"

When Mu Rong heard this, he was startled, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "How did Rongrong know?"

The corners of Xu Rongrong's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile, like a crescent moon in the night sky.

She said slowly, "Calculating the time when Mu Wu sent the news last time, the news from the capital came back and forth, and it's been these two days."

Mu Rong smiled and nodded: "Rongrong is really thoughtful. Mu Wu's secret letter just arrived today."

The fact that there were private armies hidden in Yuzhou City was discovered accidentally by Luo Chen, who was beside Xu Rongrong. Mu Rong would naturally not hide it. He immediately told Xu Rongrong the specific situation of the private army mentioned in Mu Wu's secret letter and the intricate layout.

After listening to this, Xu Rongrong sighed in her heart: I only knew Mu Ai and Mu Lu a little about the guards around Mu Rong, but I didn't expect that Mu Wu was also a meticulous person. He was alone outside, without the immediate instructions of the master, but he was still able to handle things so flawlessly. He could not only find out important intelligence in detail, but also cleverly keep everything under control without alerting the enemy. He is really a rare talent.

"The Marquis is surrounded by so many talented people," she said with a smile.

"The people around Rongrong are no less capable." Mu Rong responded with a smile on his face, and there seemed to be a different kind of tacit understanding flowing between his words.

Behind him was the well-trained Mu family army.

As for the people around her, they were also recruited by her. They include the young and promising Luo Chen, the artistically gifted Shu Qing, and the clever and alert Mrs. Xiao and her daughter. They have become her most powerful assistants.

Just these two simple sentences, like a clear spring breeze, blew away the awkward atmosphere that had lingered between the two of them, and the atmosphere in the room became a little more relaxed.

Xu Rongrong raised her eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a thoughtful look in her bright eyes: "The emperor is coming for you and Prince Ning. Is he ready to support Wu Tianqi?"

Now, Wu Tianqi is the only adult prince.

If this is true, wouldn't we be returning to the same track as in our previous life?

Xu Rongrong frowned slightly.

Mu Rong understood what Xu Rongrong was worried about. He spoke more calmly and comforted her, "Rongrong, don't worry. Wu Tianqi's reputation is ruined now, and he has no hope of getting involved in the throne. He is just a sharp blade in the hands of the emperor. No matter which power rises among the princes, he is the best candidate to check and balance the other party. The emperor will not support him to the throne, but he will not easily give up such a useful chess piece."

"The emperor really hasn't given up the idea of ​​immortality." Xu Rongrong sighed softly. Even if he had to use such unethical means, that person still wanted to seek the so-called immortality, but... "But it's not easy to find a medicine man. Yao Yaoji back then and Wei Yi now were both raised with secret medicine from southern Xinjiang. They are extremely rare. How can the emperor be sure that he can find a new medicine man?"

"The emperor really hasn't given up the idea of ​​immortality." Xu Rongrong sighed. Even if it means using such unethical means, the emperor still wants to pursue the so-called immortality. "But it's not easy to find a medicine man. Yao Yaoji back then and Wei Yi now were both raised with secret medicine from southern Xinjiang. They are extremely rare. How can the emperor be sure that he can find a new medicine man?"

"Perhaps, he has other means." Mu Rong said in a deep voice.

"What is it?" Xu Rongrong asked.

"I have no clue at the moment." Mu Rong shook his head helplessly.

There was a silence between the two of them, and the topic ended there.

But Xu Rongrong remembered another important thing.

She stretched out her snow-white wrist, and under the candlelight, her slender arm looked as smooth as mutton-fat jade. She said crisply, "My Lord, can you return the book to me?"

Seeing this, Mu Rong smiled and took out the old and broken medical book from his arms and slowly placed it in Xu Rongrong's palm.

The cold poison in his body had not yet been cleared, so even though he had been holding the book in his arms for a whole day, he did not feel the slightest bit of warmth. But when Xu Rongrong took it, the medical book seemed to have burned her, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

"My Lord, don't do this next time." She glared at Mu Rong. "Time is running out now. The more we delay, the more we lose hope of your detoxification!"

Mu Rong smiled and sat down, his eyes full of doting, and said softly: "I have been poisoned for a long time, so I am not in a hurry to recover in one or two days. But you, if it was an ordinary book, it would be fine, but this ancient book has already had chaotic handwriting and messy word order. You hold it in your hands every day, what if it really hurts your eyes?"

Xu Rongrong didn't refute what he said, but just lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes casting a shadow under her eyelids, as if thousands of thoughts were lingering in her heart. She said softly: "I understand the good intentions of the Marquis. But the New Year's Eve family dinner is only half a month away. If the cold ice poison in your body cannot be removed, it will definitely hinder many actions of you and His Royal Highness Prince Ning. This matter concerns the life and death of so many people, and I don't want to delay it."

Although her voice was soft, every word came from the heart. Mu Rong felt warm in his heart and said word by word: "I have already made arrangements for these, Rongrong, don't worry. It's just a cold poison, it won't affect my plan, not to mention that I have Mr. Shu's medicine to assist me in case of emergency."

After he finished speaking, his eyes became deeper, as if he wanted to imprint the person in front of him deeply in his heart: "But compared to myself, every bit of Rongrong is extremely precious to me. If you get hurt for me, it will be the most difficult thing for me to rest assured."

Every word seemed to carry a heavy weight, and in this silent night, it fell straight into Xu Rongrong's heart.

She slowly raised her eyes, and the moment their eyes met, it was as if a feather passed through her heart. She was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond. She only felt the warm current in her heart getting hotter and hotter, and it took a long time to calm down.