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

Chapter 137: No risk, no gain.

The sun has risen at this time. Logically, this should be the busiest breakfast time in the village.

But Yujia Village was surprisingly quiet, without even a hint of smoke from cooking.

Because of this, the voice outside the door seemed particularly clear:

"Are you guests in the house? Our owner invites you all to come in and chat."

Mu Rong signaled everyone to stay calm and he got up and went out to deal with it.

After several days of running around, and almost no sleep last night.

Mu Rong, now less noble than he was, still retained the toughness and caution of a military officer. "This man has such a good temperament," the visitor muttered, but quickly recovered.

He was wearing a cotton robe with a grey squirrel collar and a white fox fur scarf around his neck.

His hands were tucked into his purple velvet sleeves.

Although it is not luxurious, it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Upon seeing Mu Rong, he bowed and introduced himself, saying, "My name is Chunwang, and I'm the manager of the manor in front. May I know what your name is, distinguished guest?"

He was smiling and seemed to be very good at welcoming and seeing off guests, worthy of the position of manager.

Mu Rong replied softly, "My surname is Mu."

"Hello, Mr. Mu," Chunwang said with a smile. "I heard that Mr. Mu and his family stayed here late at night. Our owner was worried that the village wouldn't be able to provide adequate hospitality, so he sent me here early this morning to invite you. I hope you won't refuse."

Mu Rong glanced at him without replying. "Ahem..." A staccato cough echoed from the side. Following the sound, he saw the old patriarch staggering over on crutches.

The village chief lowered his head and followed closely behind him.

Not only that, some farmers living nearby also came over from afar.

The old patriarch slowly moved forward and said politely, "Chief Steward Chunwang, these distinguished guests said last night that they had important matters to attend to and had to leave this morning. I'm afraid they won't have time to go to the manor. I would like to thank the manor owner for his kindness on their behalf."

Chunwang smiled and bowed to the clan leader. "You're so polite! Aren't you sick? Why are you out so early in the morning in such cold weather? What if you get frozen? If people say the village chief doesn't respect filial piety and that you have to personally handle everything, big or small, wouldn't that tarnish his reputation?"

The old patriarch raised his crutch and was about to hit it hard.

But he looked at Chunwang's half-smile and gently put it down.

He sighed, "Thank you, Steward Chunwang, for your advice, but my old bones won't last much longer. I just want to accumulate some virtue before I die. Please, Steward, give me this little favor."

Chunwang smiled and said, "Look at what you said. The clan leader is a blessed man and will surely live a long life. Otherwise, who can the hundreds of people in Yujia Village rely on?"

After he finished speaking, he turned to the village chief and said, "What do you think? It's so cold, we should ask the old patriarch to go back to the house."

He was always pleasant while speaking, but everyone around him could sense the chilling meaning in his words. Even the villagers who were approaching just now stopped, lowered their heads, and went home.

The village chief took his father's arm and said, "Dad, what Chief Chunwang said makes sense. Let's go back."

The patriarch looked at his son, then looked up at Mu Rong. His lips trembled, but in the end he said nothing.

The village chief seemed to feel guilty and didn't dare to look up. He just nodded in the direction of Mu Rong and said, "I'll take my father home first. You two can do whatever you want."

Mu Rong did not stop them, but how could he not know the hidden meaning in the atmosphere just now? He raised his hand and gripped the sword at his waist tightly.

Chunwang naturally saw it clearly. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Mu. I didn't have time to explain everything just now. The manor I'm staying at is owned by the current Crown Prince, and the owner is a trusted figure in his care. Judging from your conversation, you must be from the capital. The owner of the manor is taking the liberty of asking you to bring a message back to the capital for him."

"I'm afraid that's inconvenient. As I said just now, we have important matters to attend to and are on our way." Mu Rong's expression was unclear.

"Is it to treat the wounded?" Chunwang asked.

Mu Rong frowned.

Chunwang hurriedly said, "Mr. Mu, please don't misunderstand. Didn't someone from your side come to the manor yesterday to inquire about the doctor? Our owner also inferred from this that there were injured people here." As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Lu in the room was startled. He whispered, "I really didn't make a big fuss. I just asked a little boy."

Xu Rongrong nodded, signaling him to be quiet, and everyone in the room continued to listen to the noise outside.

Chunwang continued, "I've taken the liberty of coming this morning to invite Mr. Mu and his family to the manor for a chat, and also to ask the manor's doctor to see your injured patient. To be honest, the manor's doctor has some connections with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and he's usually quite unruly, refusing to see patients easily. Even our manor owner's intervention is useless. But if you bring a patient to him, he'll be willing to see you, as he's a compassionate doctor."

Mu Rong heard this but remained silent.

While trying to determine the truth of Chunwang's words, he looked at the people peeking in from a distance, and his doubts grew even more intense.

So he replied:

"In that case, I would be honored to receive your invitation." "However... my family didn't get enough rest last night. Could you please let them stay here while I take my injured brother to the Imperial Manor with Steward Chunwang? That way, I can both deliver a letter to the capital for your master and provide medical treatment for my brother."

Hearing this, Chunwang chuckled, "It sounds like Mr. Mu doesn't trust me anymore. My owner's sincerity is truly wasted."

Just as the two were in a stalemate, the door creaked open and Mu Ai walked in. He came to Mu Rong and whispered a few words.

Mu Rong frowned slightly, then looked at the half-open door and nodded helplessly: "In that case, I'll have to trouble Chief Chunwang."

The only person who could make him change his mind was naturally Xu Rongrong.

Mu Ai brought Xu Rongrong's words: The weirdness here is inseparable from the imperial farm. You can't get a tiger cub without diving into the tiger's den!

……

Since the people from the imperial farm already knew that there was a wounded person among them, there was nothing to hide.

In front of Chunwang, Mu Ai and Mu Lu carried Chu He into the carriage.

There were two horse-drawn carriages. The driver Mu Lu and the doctor Shu Qing sat on the frame of the front carriage, while the rear carriage was driven by Mu Ai.

Xu Rongrong put on her hood, bowed slightly to Chunwang, and got on the front car.

She had just sat down in the carriage when she saw Luo Xiao follow in.

Xu Rongrong was a little surprised: "Why is Sister Luo here?"

Luo Xiao smiled and said, "I'm old, and I've been feeling the jostling in the carriage these past few days. I'd like to relax in the county lady's carriage for a while. Is that okay? This place is not far from the imperial farm. I'll get back to my own carriage when I get there."

Wen Yao was startled and subconsciously looked at Xu Rongrong.

Without waiting for Xu Rongrong to respond, Luo Xiao said, "Please have mercy on me, my lady." As she spoke, she squatted down and held Xu Rongrong's hand.

The palms are warm and strong.

Xu Rongrong looked into Luo Xiao's eyes, understood what she meant, and nodded.

Luo Xiao smiled upon seeing this, and then she pleaded, "It's just that Yuqi is timid and was frightened last night. I wonder if the county lady could let Miss Wen Yao go over and keep her company."

Seeing the determination in her eyes, Xu Rongrong felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. She almost didn't hesitate at all:

"Wen Yao, go ahead and take good care of Yuqi."

Wen Yao was unwilling and insisted, "Miss, I'd better stay here..."

Luo Xiao raised her head, looked at Wen Yao, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Miss Wen Yao, I will definitely take good care of the county lady."

Wen Yao: “…”

Chunwang saw the trivial matter of the two people changing seats in the car, but did not say anything.

His eyes were fixed on the luxurious carriage that Xu Rongrong was riding in.

When leaving Yuzhou, Xu Rongrong had the Yuzhou government license plate removed to avoid attracting attention. Therefore, the carriage looked like a slightly luxurious family carriage.

As for Chunwang, he just needed to make sure that the girl in luxurious clothes was in the car.

The roads in Yujia Village are bumpy.

The axles of the carriage rolled on it, making a rumbling sound.

The group finally left the village chief's house and set off again.

In a low house diagonally opposite, the old patriarch sat with his face covered by his hands.

The village chief knelt in front of him and said, "Dad, even if you don't care about your son, you should still think about the people in Yujia Village!"

"What a sin! What a sin!" The old patriarch raised his head and leaned on the crutch in his hand, the tears that had not yet fallen kept rolling in his eyes.