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

For two consecutive nights, Mu Rong suffered from insomnia.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see Xu Rongrong smiling at Chuhe.

In her previous life, she loved to laugh so much.

When she hid behind the trees and secretly looked at him, she smiled.

When he ran away after being discovered, he smiled shyly.

But in this life, she had never smiled at him once.

Every time I see her, she is so indifferent or angry.

But when she faced Chu He, the person who killed her in her previous life, she smiled without reservation.

He felt a deep crisis!

Nowadays, Chuhe is almost always by her side in the name of guard.

If things go on like this...

Mu Rong didn't dare to think about it anymore!

Tossing and turning, a dull pain in his chest made it increasingly difficult for him to sleep.

He simply sat up, took out the "72 Styles of Chasing a Wife" from under his pillow, turned to the page of "Detours", and began to study it carefully.

This looks like a whole night.

The next morning, when Mu Yi came in to wait, the candles in the room had burned out, leaving only the candlesticks covered with mottled candle oil.

"Master...this is?"

Mu Rong looked haggard, and the rising sun outside made his eyes sore.

"You came just in time." His voice was hoarse and full of exhaustion, "I am a military general and I know very little about the preferences of civil servants. Do you know what civil servants in Beijing generally like?"

Mu Yi recalled the adults who often interacted with the Hou Mansion, and replied: "Guqin, jade, elegant music..."

Mu Rong thought to himself for a moment, shook his head and said, "What about other than that? For example...what would someone like Mr. Xu like?"

Mu Yi answered readily: "It's nothing more than some arty music, chess, calligraphy and painting, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and... money."

Mu Rong: "..."

Don’t you love money?Otherwise, why would he even go through his daughter's trunk?

……

Xu Chaoqian took a leave of absence these days.

Broken bones for a hundred days.

He hurt his knee, what better reason to take time off?

Except for the first two days when I couldn't get out of bed and felt a little awkward, at other times I was humming a tune in my room or going to the deck chair in the yard to bask in the sun, which was very happy.

Not to mention, the dignified First-Rank Military Marquis Mu Rong visits the mansion every day.

This greatly satisfied his vanity.

But every time Mu Rong came, Xu Rongrong would make excuses to disappear.

At first, Xu Chaoqian thought this was his daughter's way of pulling over men.

But as time went by, he felt that his daughter had gone too far, but now that she was the head of the county, even though he was her father, he did not dare to put on airs and reprimand her.

Therefore, when facing Mu Rong again, he felt somewhat guilty.

Unexpectedly, Mu Rong didn't take it seriously.

"I'm here to visit Mr. Xu, so naturally I have to put you first."

As he said himself, he would spend half a day here every time he came to Xu Chaoqian without even mentioning Xu Rongrong.

Sometimes it’s chess.

Sometimes it’s to appreciate paintings.

Xu Chaoqian's eyes were full of greed, which could hardly be concealed:

"The Marquis is using Hetian Yumo's chess pieces, right?"

"Is this painting from the Northern Dynasties? It doesn't quite match the Marquis' status as a military commander."

Mu Yi felt sorry for his Lord Marquis when he heard it. Every time after returning home, he would grind his molar teeth and advise: "Master, don't wrong yourself too much."

I don't even look down on people like Xu Chaoqian, let alone the Marquis who has always been unwilling to be ingratiated with in the officialdom.

Mu Rong smiled and said nothing.

In order to achieve the goal, what is the value of this?

Early in the morning, Xu Chaoqian finished his breakfast and waited expectantly in the yard for Mu Rong's arrival.

He is a man of letters and loves to be arty. He was amazed by the gifts that Mu Rong brought every time he visited in the past few days.

Thinking that although I am not going well in officialdom now, I can get such a big advantage from my in-laws, it is worth it!

When Mu Rong came, the four guards in Mu's house followed closely behind him, each holding a pot of West Lake Willow Moon Chrysanthemum in their hands.

The golden petals looked solemn and eye-catching under the rising sun.

Xu Chaoqian was so shocked that he almost jumped up: "This... Is this probably a tribute?"

The willow chrysanthemum blooms in winter, with layers of golden petals, plump and enchanting flower wheels, and brilliant colors.

"Exactly." Mu Rong said with a smile, "If Mr. Xu likes it, I will transplant these willow chrysanthemums into the mansion."

Xu Chaoqian was overjoyed, but said: "Then how can we do it?"

"this is necessary."

While speaking, Mu Rong's eyes were a little vague, and he seemed to be looking elsewhere through Liu Yueju.

Among the golden flowers, there seemed to be a smart goose-yellow figure moving through them.

He hoped to see the girl's happy smiling face among the blooming flowers.

Mu Rong withdrew his gaze and asked, "Is there a suitable place for planting in Mr. Xu's house?"

Xu Chaoqian showed embarrassment: "My house is too small, I'm afraid there is no suitable place..."

After Mu Rong "thought" for a moment, he finally came up with an idea: "As for the Xu Mansion alone, it is true that there is a large population and insufficient space, but what if Mu's Residence is opened up? Mu's Residence is adjacent to the Xu Mansion. I think it would be better if one side of it is demolished in the outer courtyard. Wall flowers are more than enough to create a garden together.”

Xu Chaoqian's eyes lit up.

Seeing his expression, Mu Rong knew in his heart: Got it!

……

Xu Rongrong just took a nap, and everything in the house changed.

When she got the news, she hurried to the outer courtyard and happened to see the half-demolished courtyard wall.

When Xu Chaoqian saw her coming, he came over happily and told her Mu Rong's plan.

Xu Rongrong had the urge to kill for the first time.

She looked at Mu Rong with a frosty face: "Is it appropriate for the Marquis to do this?"

Mu Rong touched his nose: "Master Xu is a flower lover, so I thought of building a small garden for him."

I believe you are the only one who has a ghost!

Xu Rongrong stared at her: "How come I didn't know that Lord Marquis has become a person who likes to take care of flowers and plants? Could it be that after just a few days at home, his temper changed."

Mu Rong smiled slightly: "It's just arty."

Xu Rongrong turned to the four pots of West Lake willow chrysanthemums, her eyes stagnant.

The golden petals were stretching lazily, as if they were coquettishly showing off to her... This was once her favorite flower.

Seeing her eyes softening, Mu Rong leaned over slightly: "Do you like it?"

Xu Rongrong was awakened by him and stared back.

Mu Rong lowered his body slightly and approached her ear:

"Now that the outer courtyard is demolished, it won't have any impact on you."

"Our two houses are adjacent to each other. This movement will not be known to outsiders. You don't have to worry about other people's comments."

"What's more, you are the head of the county personally appointed by His Majesty, and I am the Marquis of the Zhou Dynasty. Even if others want to say it, they don't have the courage."

Xu Rongrong snorted coldly: "Does the Marquis think that my daughter only cares about those false reputations? How have I ever been afraid of other people's saliva? I just didn't know that the Marquis's ability to kill first and then report later has actually reached a state of perfection."

Mu Rong smiled: "The county master has given me a reward."

After speaking, he straightened up, looked at Chu He standing not far away, and raised his eyebrows slightly.