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

Mu Rong's study has always been a confidential place in Weiyuan Marquis Mansion, with strict access control. Without Mu Rong's approval, even someone as trusted as Mu Yi would not dare to step in easily.

But today, in order to find the life-saving medicine left by Mr. Shu, Xu Rongrong was so anxious that she could not care about many other things.

Mu Yi was waiting outside the door worriedly. Xu Rongrong was alone and walked hurriedly into the study.

She wandered among the bookshelves, searched on the desk, and even searched the low cubicle next to the couch, just to find the brown medicine bottle with a curved neck.

But she searched every possible corner, but still couldn't find the medicine bottle.

Anxiety was like a vine, suffocating her.

She knew that there was a secret room in the study, and she also knew that the list of the Mu Family Army was hidden in it. In her previous life, when Chu He led the imperial guards to confiscate her house, she had set the study on fire in order to keep the secret of the Mu Family Army.

The reason why she used such a drastic method was because she didn't know the exact location of the secret room, let alone how to open it.

Just as she was about to fall into despair, a scene from her dream suddenly flashed through her mind.

In the dream, the solemn and mature Mu Rong once opened the secret room.

Following the vague marks in the dream, she slowly grasped the candlestick beside the desk, turned it half a circle to the left and right, and then tipped the candlestick over.

With a "click", a secret door slowly opened, revealing a secret room hidden behind it.

The secret room was not big, and it was filled with an air of long-lost smell. The brown medicine bottle was lying quietly on the low table in the corner.

Without time to think, she rushed forward, grabbed the medicine bottle, ran out of the secret room, handed the medicine to Mu Yi who was guarding the door, and urged: "Quick, give it to the Marquis!"

"Yes!"

After Mu Yi left in a hurry, she hurried back to the study and planned to close the secret room.

When she stepped into the secret room again, she accidentally activated another secret door.

She hesitated slightly, but something seemed to be pulling her behind the secret door, and finally she pushed the door open.

A night-shining pearl illuminated the entire space, and the scene before her shocked her so much that she could hardly breathe.

The whole room is filled with her portraits!

Each portrait delicately depicts her joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.

What shocked her the most was that she looked exactly like in her previous life in the painting!

There was her shyness when she hid among the flowers and carefully peeked at Mu Rong.

There she was sitting alone in her yard, gazing into the distance, feeling sad and lonely.

There was her joy when Mu Rong brought back a little thing from outside the mansion.

……

And one more...

It was after that chaotic rainy night that she dragged her weak body up from the couch. As soon as she went out, she heard Lin Jiaoyue coming to ask Mu Rong to go to the battle. He turned around and left without hesitation...

At that time, her face and heart were in so much pain that they were almost numb.

There were many paintings of this scene, covering half of the wall.

How could this happen? How could this happen?

Mu Rong, like her, was reborn!

But she had clearly tested him...

In Fanlou, she invited him to taste Yunhua Cake. In his previous life, he had contracted a strange disease after Wu Tianxiao's death, and he would vomit instinctively after eating Yunhua Cake.

However, that time, he looked normal and ate all the cloud flower cakes without any sign of anything unusual.

And, and! In his previous life, he was shot by an arrow and was on the verge of death on the hunting ground.

In this life, he had clearly been reborn, but he still couldn't avoid that arrow!

It shouldn't be...

Why? Why did he do that?!

Unless... she understood! It was when he was shot and almost died in the hunting ground that she completely dispelled her doubts that he was also reborn.

Was it just to avoid her suspicion that he forced himself to do those things against his instinct?

Memories of the past came flooding back like a tide, almost completely overwhelming her.

At this moment, she felt dizzy and almost lost her balance.

She rushed out of the secret room as if she had lost her soul, but while stumbling, she broke open the secret compartment of the desk.

She rushed out of the secret room almost as if escaping, but while stumbling she knocked open the secret compartment of the desk.

In the secret compartment, brand new secret letters were neatly stacked.

Her mind was still in a mess, but her trembling hands had already opened the secret letters involuntarily.

The first secret letter was written by Mu Yi himself: "When you see this letter, I have already passed away. Don't investigate the cause of my death. Just lead the Mu family army to assist His Royal Highness Prince Ning wholeheartedly, help him break through the numerous traps on New Year's Eve, reveal the true identity of His Majesty, and choose a day to ascend the throne..."

"Mu Ai, I see the letter..."

Each of these secret letters was left by Mu Rong for Mu Yi and others in case of any unexpected events.

The letter contained a comprehensive and detailed plan for assisting Prince Ning in ascending the throne, with every detail considered with extreme care.

If he unfortunately died during the blood transfusion process of the cold poison, Mu Yi and others could also follow the arrangements in the secret letter and cooperate with Ning Wang Wu Tianxiao to win a great victory at the New Year's Eve banquet.

Xu Rongrong felt mixed emotions - it turned out that he had already arranged everything. He knew the dangers of detoxification, but he didn't want to go against her wishes. At the same time, he prepared a foolproof plan for all possible worst-case scenarios.

At the bottom of all the secret letters, she saw the one with her name on it.

Compared with the heavy arrangements of others, her letter seemed particularly light.

She slowly unfolded the letter, and what came into view were three eye-catching characters: "Divorce Letter":

"The author of this book, Mu Rong, and his wife, Xu Rongrong, have different aspirations and paths, making it difficult for them to get along. So, we are writing this book to wish them both a happy separation.

Since we got married, Rong is obsessed with the government, while Qing is upright, but our paths are different. Rong wants to turn the tide, while Qing is sincere and remonstrant. Although there is no resentment, it is difficult for us to work together. Thinking of this, it is better to end the relationship and not burden each other for the rest of our lives.

To repay you for your hard work over the past year, we hereby make this agreement:

1. All of Xu's dowry shall be returned, and double the amount shall be added as a token of gratitude;

2. All the land and property of the Marquisate shall be handed over;

3. From now on, marriage is your own decision, and no one in the Marquis’s Mansion will interfere.

Now that this book is written, all past events are forgotten. I hope you can enjoy the mountains and rivers from now on, and not be troubled by the past.

Let’s write this as evidence and put an end to all disputes forever.”

At that moment, tears welled up in her eyes.

The matter of seizing the throne is dangerous, and the emperor's plan is evenly matched with theirs. If anything unexpected happens, she can use this divorce letter to escape unscathed.

At that time, in order to avoid gossip, the emperor would not kill her, who had divorced the "guilty minister".

That night, the night she informed him that the poison could be cured.

She was sleeping soundly on the soft couch in the study.

He was not far from her, and he stayed up all night to settle everything.

He devoted all his energy to Prince Ning and laid out all the chess moves.

In order to save her life, he even forbade his subordinates to investigate the cause of his death, not wanting anyone to know that his death was related to her.

He was poisoned because of her, but he didn't want her to know.

He might die because of her, but he still didn't want her to know.

From this moment on, she didn't know how to face him...

"It seems that you know everything."

A weak male voice sounded behind him.