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

Chapter 142 I'm not dead, but you are almost dead

The maid in the dungeon was seriously injured.

If she is left here, she will surely die.

Xu Rongrong felt sorry for him when she saw this. Moreover, if she wanted to make the matter of the imperial farm known to the world, she would definitely need such a witness.

So she looked at Mu Rong and asked in a low voice, "Are we sure we can get them out while keeping ourselves safe?"

She would not sacrifice the people around her for this woman. Even if she wanted to save someone, she would do so at the same time as protecting her own people. What's more, she couldn't do it all by herself and could only rely on Mu Rong.

However, she herself did not notice that when she said this, there was a hint of earnestness in her eyes when she looked at Mu Rong.

This look made Mu Rong's heart move. When will his little girl stop worrying so much?

"As long as you want, I have a way." As he spoke, there was great certainty in his eyes, which made Xu Rongrong feel a little relieved.

She breathed a sigh of relief and took a step back.

But he found a black object next to the cage not far away. It looked like a hairpin, but because it was too black, it blended into the dirt on the ground.

She walked over and picked it up.

It was a black jade hairpin with a plum blossom engraved on it, the shape was very lifelike.

Although the dirt obscured its original appearance, Xu Rongrong knew at a glance that this hairpin was no ordinary item and was worth at least several gold coins. Such a precious ornament would never belong to the women in Yujia Village.

She thought about the inexplicable strangeness of the old patriarch and the village chief when she stayed in Yujia Village last night and this morning. She had a rough guess in her mind:

Yujia Village relied on the support of the Imperial Farm and did not dare to offend them easily. Therefore, no matter whether it was the healthy women of Yujia Village or the guests passing by and asking for accommodation, as long as the Imperial Farm asked for it, they would not dare to refuse.

Their group stayed overnight. The old patriarch was very old and could not bear to hurt them, so he kept reminding them to leave early in the morning.

However, the matter was still known to the people in Huangzhuang, so Chunwang went to Yujia Village early in the morning to ask for help.

The old patriarch came to stop them, but Chunwang threatened the villagers in his words and deeds, and finally the old patriarch had to leave.

I think that for outsiders like me, whether they go to Yujia Village or Huangzhuang, they will have the same fate.

They were drugged and all healthy men and women were sold.

Judging from the current situation in Yujia Village, this kind of business has been going on for a long time in the imperial farm. If this business can be kept secret and unknown to the public, it would be impossible without a person of high status behind it.

Prince! Only the power of the prince can do this.

Xu Rongrong looked at the maid again: "Who is the owner of the manor?"

The maid looked up and shook her head in confusion.

Xu Rongrong frowned: "Since you were left in the imperial manor to serve them, how could you not know who the owner of the manor is?"

The maid lifted her skirt, covering half of her face.

"When the owner of the manor appears, he never reveals his true appearance?"

The maid nodded, stood up and imitated Chunwang's way of walking.

Now, Xu Rongrong understood more clearly: "Normally, the only person in charge you can see is Chunwang."

This owner of the manor is very secretive.

The girl's lips began to turn pale. Shu Qing hurriedly took her pulse and examined her, then said, "You need to get out as soon as possible."

Mu Rong glanced at Mu Lu, who understood. He quietly sneaked into the dungeon entrance, where a heavy iron door separated the dungeon from the outside world.

After carefully and quietly waiting for a few breaths, he immediately returned to report: "There are only four people outside the door. Two of them should have external martial arts skills that are not worth mentioning. The other two have concealed their aura very well, and I think they have some internal strength."

Mu Rong snorted coldly and walked towards the prison door.

Amidst everyone's puzzled gazes, he actually raised his hand and knocked on the door.

A low shout came from outside: "Who!"

The next moment, Mu Rong suddenly exerted force and shattered the prison door.

Iron chips flew out and hit the two guards who practiced external martial arts like sieves. The two fell down limply without a sound.

The remaining two guards were horrified and tried to run away, but Mu Rong landed in front of them in a moment, blocking their way.

As he pushed and collected the items, he clasped his hands around the necks of the two guards, applying slight force.

With a slight "click" sound, the two guards died in a strange posture before they could make a sound.

Mu Lu was so excited that he wanted to applaud his own Marquis and said, "When can I have half the power of the Marquis?"

Thinking of this, he moved closer to Xu Rongrong and said, "Isn't our master very powerful?"

Xu Rongrong squinted at him and said, "Those people are just a mob. I want to know if your neck is strong enough."

Mu Lu quickly stopped talking and subconsciously touched his neck.

Mu Rong turned and looked at them: "Let's go."

Xu Rongrong had a hint of doubt in her heart:

It stands to reason that those guarding such a secret place wouldn't be so weak, but they were practically defeated by Mu Rong. In his previous life, he wouldn't have been this skilled even five years later, so how could he be so formidable in this life? Did he hide his weaknesses in his past life?

After walking out of the dungeon, a cold wind blew over unexpectedly.

Mu Rong subconsciously stood in front of Xu Rongrong to shield her from the cold air.

Then he tightened her cloak, which had already been tied, and put the hood on her.

He glanced at her small hands tucked into her sleeves and said with a smile, "I'll find you a hand warmer later."

Xu Rongrong: "..."

……

Chunwang was drinking tea in the side room at this time. The charcoal basin in front of him was burning hot, dispelling all the coldness.

He sighed comfortably and instructed his attendant, "This batch of goods looks good. Just in case, sell them to foreign countries. Aren't the brothels and prostitute houses there in dire need of them? Besides, the people in foreign countries like women, and I think this woman surnamed Mu is just what they want."

The attendant replied, "But our delivery truck to foreign countries has only been on the road for a few days. It will probably take a long time to go back and forth."

Chunwang rolled his eyes at him. "Then let's send another batch! Keep an eye on Yujia Village these days. That old man might be dying. He's been acting so recklessly lately, not only hiding the news from the village, but also preventing me from picking up the goods!"

"Then, sir, should we send that old man off to the west ahead of time? Otherwise, it will ruin our business in the future!"

"That's fine!" Chunwang thought. "His son is much smarter than he is. He could be of some use."

As they were talking, there was a slight noise outside, and Chunwang shouted, "Who is it?!"

Upon hearing this, the long-servant hurried out to check.

I waited for a long time, but he still didn't come back.

Chunwang was a little impatient. He tightened his cloak and staggered out: "It's so embarrassing to be so slow..."

His words caught in his throat.

Because the long-time attendant had been hanged under the eaves, and a pale-faced man stood beside his body.

Chunwang was so frightened that his soul left his body: "You! You! You...are...not...dead?!"

Chu He smiled coldly: "I'm not dead yet, but you are going to die."