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

The thin undershirt quietly slid to the ground and became entangled with the man's outer shirt.

It trembles slightly in the evening breeze that comes through the doors and windows, stirring people's hearts.

On the bed, Mu Rong's breathing became heavier and his chest rose and fell violently.

This sudden change made him a little confused.

When the girl's trembling hand reached for his underwear with a hint of shyness, his heart trembled violently, and he finally held down the "rebellious" hands.

"Rongrong, don't..." His voice was a little hoarse, with irrepressible desire and restraint.

Xu Rongrong raised her head and looked at him who was pressed under her. Her eyes were blurry and her breath was unstable: "Does the Marquis not want me?"

Mu Rong's Adam's apple rolled, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

How could he not want to?

For more than twenty years in his previous life, he wandered in pain and regret. Every night, he dreamed of that chaotic night that he both missed and hated.

He missed her tenderness and hated the pain he had brought her. The repeated struggles and regrets followed him like a shadow, tormenting every nerve in his body.

"But... Rongrong, have you really thought it through?" His eyes were full of love for her. What he needed was her clear commitment.

"You, really don't want me?" she asked again, with red eyes.

Mu Rong could no longer suppress his emotions. He leaned over and gently kissed the corner of her eye: "I thought so."

Xu Rongrong smiled, hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him again.

Mu Rong's mind was blank, and this time, he no longer suppressed his instincts.

He put his arms around her back, turned over and pressed her steadily under him, and responded to her warmly in the face of her somewhat panicked eyes.

The hot kiss was like a ball of fire, moving all the way down along her smooth and creamy skin, making everything hot wherever it went.

“Don’t do that.” Xu Rongrong’s face flushed with shame. The sudden sense of strangeness made her body covered with goosebumps. She grasped Mu Rong’s long hair helplessly, her eyes blurred, as if she was in the clouds.

"Rongrong...it's not too late if you regret it." His voice was hoarse and he raised his head, resisting the urge.

Looking at the water stains on his lips, Xu Rongrong subconsciously raised her hands to cover her eyes.

She didn't dare to look, it was too embarrassing!

"Hmm?" he asked again.

There was a hint of brokenness in Xu Rongrong's voice: "I... don't regret it."

"Then don't be shy." Mu Rong raised the corner of his mouth. He stood up, gently pulled down her hands, and clasped them around his strong waist.

He leaned over again and whispered in her ear, his warm breath spraying on her neck: "If it hurts, tell me."

After that, he paused again, with a sly look in his eyes: "But I won't stop."

……

Wen Yao and Luo Shu paced back and forth anxiously outside Xinghui Hall.

Just now, my young lady ran all the way back to Xinghui Hall from the front hall, and even the light-footed Luo Shu couldn't keep up.

Now, it’s almost half an hour and the young lady still hasn’t come out!

There was no light in the room, and I had no idea what had happened.

Wen Yao, who was always calm and composed, was at a loss and had to ask Madam Xiao for help.

Seeing the two little girls so flustered, Nanny Xiao, who didn't know what was going on, hurried over wearing a small jacket.

As soon as he entered Xinghui Hall, after listening to the two little girls' stories and seeing that the lights in the room were not lit, he understood everything.

After all, she was an experienced person, so she breathed a sigh of relief: "This is a good thing... Why are you panicking?!"

The two little girls still looked confused.

Aunt Xiao smiled and said, "You two unmarried girls naturally don't understand! The night is still long tonight, you can go to sleep, and I will stay here alone."

After that, he added, "Ask the kitchen to prepare hot water and keep someone on duty tonight."

She is old and can't carry so much hot water.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Rongrong's faint plea for mercy was heard from behind the gauze curtain.

With a hint of crying.

Mu Rong has been lonely for more than 20 years, how can he be satisfied with just one time?

But looking at the person under him with blushing cheeks and tears in the corners of her eyes, looking so pitiful, he still took her body into consideration.

"Does it hurt?" He kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes tenderly, full of tenderness.

"A little bit." Her voice was as small as a mosquito.

Compared to the heart-wrenching feeling in the previous life, Mu Rong in this life is extremely gentle.

She leaned on Mu Rong, feeling his strong heartbeat, and their two hearts finally became closely connected.

"What happened to you tonight?" Mu Rong asked.

"I don't want to leave you anymore." She told Shu Qing what he said truthfully.

"You're so stupid." She poked Mu Rong's chest lightly with her fingertips.

Shu Qing's words set off a storm in her heart.

She didn't dare to think about what kind of mood he would feel when he decided to face life and death alone.

She had never doubted Mu Rong's responsibility to the Great Zhou and the people. In her previous life, even though she was heartbroken, she still wanted to save him, so that Mu Rong, who had no regrets in the world, would not die in vain.

Living a new life, he took every step carefully, carrying the safety of the people of the Great Zhou and the friendship between brothers on his shoulders.

That is not the responsibility of one person, but a family. One careless move could result in thousands of deaths.

But even so, he was willing to die alone for her, and spend all his energy to find a way out for her so that she would not be blamed by anyone.

But if she could never forgive him, if she never knew the truth of the matter, he would die in loneliness and leave her with no knot in her heart.

When she thought of this, a deep pain welled up in her heart.

She buried her head in his neck, and Mu Rong felt a wetness.

"Does it hurt?" He was a little flustered and quickly lowered his head to check on her condition.

When he lost control just now, he pinched her waist so hard that it turned purple.

Xu Rongrong shook her head and stammered, "Don't hide things from me anymore, and don't make decisions for me behind my back."

Mu Rong was relieved, smiled and kissed her forehead: "Madam is right."

Xu Rongrong shrank in his arms, and her frail appearance rekindled Mu Rong's already extinguished anger.

A smile flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "Madam just said that I must not hide anything from you. Is that true?"

"Yes." Xu Rongrong nodded.

"Then..." Mu Rong's eyes flashed with cunning, and his voice was seductive, "The night is long, and your husband wants to do it again. Can your wife bear it?"

Xu Rongrong: "..."

She punched him in the chest.

Mu Rong laughed out loud. He just wanted to tease her, to make her forget the discomfort and pain she had felt the first time, and also to forget the past events.

But the next moment, he heard the girl's soft voice: "Then...then, Lord, please be gentle."

……

"My Lord, are you ready?"

"Call me husband," he corrected.

"Husband..."

Her soft and tender sobbing voice soon broke into pieces...