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

Chapter 13: Exchanging Eight Characters

The carriage of Weiyuan Marquis Mansion was stable and large. Without Mu Rong's presence, Xu Rongrong instantly freed herself from his presence.

She knew very well that Lin Jiaoyue was provoking her.

The moment Mu Rong got off the carriage, she didn't feel sad at all, but instead felt relieved.

It turned out that his abnormal behavior tonight was because he was angry with Lin Jiaoyue.

This is better than her previous worries... If he was also reborn, it would not be so easy for her to escape.

While thinking, Mu Ai safely sent her to the gate of Xu's mansion.

Xu Rongrong thanked him, and the corner door opened, and Wen Yao and Luo Shu came out from the mansion to greet them. Wen Yao noticed that something was wrong with his young lady's lips, and was shocked: "Young lady, you..."

Xu Rongrong shook her head calmly: "I'm tired, let's go back to the room first."

After returning to Wutong Garden and closing the doors and windows, Xu Rongrong sat in front of the mirror, covered her face with a hot towel, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

That night, in just two hours, she experienced several ups and downs: Wu Ping's entanglement and His Majesty's marriage.

Everything was exhausting for her.

After the two maids helped her wash up, she was about to lie down when she heard a faint knock on the door. Wen Yao went out for a moment, then came back with a strange look on his face and said,

"It was Ning'er who was beside the Madam. She said...that Marquis Weiyuan had arrived, and the Master and Madam were accompanying him in the front hall. Miss, please come over."

Xu Rongrong: "..." Mu Rong is here?

Thinking of his frivolous behavior in the car, Xu Rongrong was upset: "When you go back to her, tell her that I have just recovered from a serious illness and am exhausted. I have already gone to bed. Let father and madam entertain me."

Wen Yao agreed and went to reply.

In the flower hall in the front yard of the Xu Mansion, where guests were received, Xu Chaoqian and his wife and Mu Rong sat as host and guest respectively.

The tea went cold and hot, hot and cold.

Xu Chaoqian's eyelids twitched. "Marquis Weiyuan came to the mansion in the middle of the night, silent? Could he be breaking off the engagement?" He stole a glance at Xu Liu, who seemed lost in thought, ignoring him completely.

The hall was silent until Xu Liu's maid, Liu Ning'er, came in and reported, "The door to Wutong Courtyard has been locked, the lights are out, and the eldest lady... has gone to bed."

Xu Chaoqian: "..." He sighed inwardly: It's over! This suicidal girl actually dared to treat the Marquis like this! Not only will his marriage be ruined, but his future is also likely to be ruined!

He was terrified, peeking at Mu Rong, then stood up and said, "My little girl is being rude. I will punish her severely tomorrow..."

"I was not considerate enough." Mu Rong put down the tea bowl in his hand.

"Ah?..." The rest of Xu Chaoqian's words were stuck in his throat.

Mu Rong smiled faintly and said, "I beg Lord Xu and Madam to forgive me for disturbing you so late at night."

He didn't expect Mu Ai to drive the carriage so fast. After dealing with Lin Jiaoyue, he used his lightness skills all the way to catch up with the carriage, but he still couldn't catch up with it.

Mu Ai stood aside, feeling aggrieved when he thought of the Marquis's reproachful look just now: I haven't even had a bite of food yet.

"Your Excellency is too polite. My husband and I have just returned home, so we are not disturbing you. Your Excellency came here so late at night, I guess you have something important to tell me?" Xu Chaoqian felt uneasy.

Mu Rong took out a piece of mounted paper and held it up with both hands. "I have received the Emperor's grace and the granting of marriage from His Majesty. I wish to marry Miss Xu as soon as possible. My parents are no longer with me, so I have no choice but to present my birth chart myself. I hope that Master Xu will quickly find someone to match me with Miss Xu."

According to the rituals of the Great Zhou Dynasty, both parties involved in the marriage proposal had to compare their horoscopes. If one family deemed them incompatible, the marriage would not take place. However, generally speaking, if the intention was to marry, comparing horoscopes was merely a formality.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Xu Chaoqian agreed repeatedly, his brows, which had been furrowed just now, now blossomed like a chrysanthemum. "I will personally deliver my daughter's horoscope to the Marquis's residence tomorrow."

"No need!" Mu Rong said, "How about now?"

"Ah?..." Xu Chaoqian was stunned again.

"Our master's intention is to ask Lord Xu to take out the eldest lady's horoscope right now." Mu Ai interrupted from the side. He had been running back and forth on an empty stomach for the Xu family's affairs tonight. Seeing Xu Chaoqian so confused, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Why did the Marquis choose such a father-in-law? His ears are not very good, and his brain is not very good either. No wonder he has only reached the sixth rank now.

Xu Chaoqian agreed repeatedly: "Okay! Okay! Okay! I'll have my wife get it right away."

After saying that, he pushed Xu Liushi.

The latter got up reluctantly and went to the inner courtyard.

As long as the marriage is not aborted, Xu Chaoqian is no longer afraid and he starts talking about everything under the sun.

Mu Rong listened sideways, smiling and nodding from time to time. Xu Chaoqian became more and more proud as he spoke, but only Mu Ai knew that his master didn't hear a word he said.

It was not until Xu Liu came back with Xu Rongrong's horoscope that Mu Rong calmed down, stood up, took the horoscope, and put it away carefully.

After everything was packed up, he bowed and said goodbye.

Xu Chaoqian respectfully escorted the person outside and watched Mu Rong board the carriage. "Goodbye, my Lord."

Mu Rong stood in the carriage, looking down at her, saying, "Miss Xu is too thin and looks unwell. Lord Xu, please take the trouble to look after her." After watching the Weiyuan Marquis's carriage leave, Xu Chaoqian finally realized: Isn't this my own daughter? What does the Weiyuan Marquis mean? Why is he even asking him to "take the trouble" to look after her?

This... this... this! Is this implying that he doesn't care enough about his daughter?

It’s all the fault of that bitch Xu Liu!

Xu Rongrong was completely unaware of what was happening outside the courtyard. She fell into the dream of being trapped in Weiyuan Marquis' Mansion again.

Mu Rong didn't like being served by maids, so in the huge Marquis Di's Mansion there was only one maid, Liu Ying'er, whom she brought with her.

This girl was only thinking about climbing into bed, and naturally didn't care about her, a powerless concubine, at all.

During her first year in the Marquis' Mansion, not a single meal was not cold. Liu Ying'er would always eat and drink her fill before bringing the food back to Muxinyuan where she lived.

Liu Ying'er wasn't afraid of offending her, much less angering her. After all, in the Marquis's residence, she saw Mu Rong only a few times a year. Her position as a concubine was meaningless, and if she wanted to survive in the Marquis's residence, she wouldn't dare offend her family.

After being rampant for more than a year, Liu Ying'er tried to climb into her bed under her name again. After failing, she was ordered to be beaten to death by Mu Rong.

On the day of the execution, Mu Yi, the chief historian of the Marquis's Mansion, was ordered to go to Muxinyuan to "invite" her, the master, to watch the execution, so that she could see with her own eyes the end of her personal maid.

Liu Ying'er was nearly beaten to a pulp, and she was sick for the entire winter out of shame and fear.

It was rumored that Mu Rong truly loved this concubine, and because of her, he was reluctant to marry or take a concubine. He never slept with any other women, and he didn't even have a maidservant.

But she knew that all this was just for the white moonlight in his heart, Lin Jiaoyue.

He didn't marry in order to keep his position as the legal wife so that he could marry Lin Jiaoyue.

He didn't take concubines, he didn't sleep with prostitutes, he didn't take a maid, because he wanted to keep his chastity for Lin Jiaoyue. In the four years since they got married, let alone sleeping in the same bed with her, he hadn't even set foot inside her room in Muxinyuan.

until……

That rainy night.

She wanted to rescue Wen Yao and Luo Shu and asked him for help, but the price of all this was that he forced himself on her that night.

The body of a virgin endured it again and again.

Until he regained his sanity and continued to entangle with her after swallowing her tears.

She remembered that when she woke up the next day, she opened the door with her clothes in disarray, only to see Lin Jiaoyue's unbelievable face.

"Brother Rong, you... and she..."

The tears that streamed down Lin Jiaoyue's face made Mu Rong panic. He pursed his lips tightly, unable to explain the mess in the room and the lingering lingering atmosphere of decadence. The silence was suffocating. She was about to speak, "Princess Qingyang..."

"You step back!" Mu Rong shouted.

The sound was not loud, but it was enough to break her.

This scolding made her realize: nothing had changed.

The broken and unbelievable expression on Lin Jiaoyue's cheek just touched the man's heartstrings; in her eyes as clear as a deer, a tear was rolling down at the right time; and her trembling body seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but in contrast, it revealed repression and forbearance.

As expected, it’s Lin Jiaoyue.

She looked at Lin Jiaoyue, who had everything just right, and suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with losing to such an opponent.

She struggled to pull her coat over her body and walked out barefoot.

As they passed by, she heard Lin Jiaoyue crying, "Brother Rong, Beiliang attacked the border, and my father and eldest brother are missing..."

"Don't be sad, I will go to the palace to ask for permission to rescue them!" This was Mu Rong's anxious voice.

"Thank you... Thank you, Brother Rong... I wish you and your wife a happy marriage..."

"Jiaojiao, please listen to my explanation..."

The people behind me were explaining, crying, and comforting.

And none of this concerned her, her bare feet hurt as they stepped on the gravel.

Not long after, Mu Rong led his troops to the border to rescue the Minister of War Lin Zhihen and the northern border guard Lin Yunce.

Before leaving, he instructed Mu Yi to leave the affairs of the mansion to her.

This was the first time in her five years in the mansion.

But she refused.

She only asked people to clean up Wangjiang Pavilion, the most remote part of the Marquis' Mansion, and then moved there to live alone.

From then on, everything in the Marquis' Mansion and everything about Mu Rong had nothing to do with her.

She thought that when he returned to Beijing, she would ask for divorce on the grounds of having no children, and from then on, all grudges with the Weiyuan Marquisate would be settled.

However, something went wrong. He was willing to take risks for Lin Jiaoyue, but in return he was thrown into jail at the Qixi Festival banquet.

And she, at the last moment, paid with her life for him.

If you ask her if she regrets it?

In fact, when she rushed out to block the arrow for him, she didn't think about anything and just rushed out.

Since you have done it, what is there to regret?

But when she woke up, she was in a dilemma:

Since she could live her life again, why not let her go back to an earlier time? If she had been more prepared, what happened tonight would definitely not have happened.

She fell into a deep sleep with a heart full of resentment.