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

Chapter 145: Her Husband is Marquis Weiyuan

Tonight is the most lively night in Yujia Village in the past five years.

Five years ago, when the steward named Chunwang broke into the old patriarch's house with a group of thugs, the people of Yujia Village entered a period of fear and anxiety.

That year, all the women over the age of fifteen in the village were brought to the imperial farm.

No one came out.

The villagers went to the imperial farm with hoes, knives and axes to demand the release of the prisoners. However, they did not expect that the thugs hired by the imperial farm were so deadly that more than fifty able-bodied men were dragged back to the village, and only less than twenty were left.

Yujia Village no longer had the power to fight against Huangzhuang.

Not only did the women disappear without a trace, but even the handsome men began to vanish. The villagers fled to Xianzhou to file a complaint, but before they even reached the city gates, they were already reduced to corpses.

Four years ago, a wealthy businessman passing by and his family stayed in the village. A villager asked for help overnight, asking them to help submit an appeal when they passed by the Xianzhou capital.

But... what makes people despair is.

That night, Chunwang rode his donkey to the old patriarch, smiling broadly. "If it weren't for your incident, I wouldn't have thought that these passersby could be a good source of goods. In that case, from now on, if anyone wants to stay overnight in the village, please inform the old patriarch and the village chief back at the farm."

After saying that, he winked and said, "After the matter is accomplished, you will have your own benefits, otherwise... I will use your people to make up the numbers!"

From then on, Yujiacun was tied to the pirate ship.

In the dilapidated main room of the village chief's house, the old patriarch and the other village elders tearfully recounted to Xu Rongrong the inhumane life they had endured over the past five years. The woman rescued from the dungeon was the old patriarch's granddaughter, who had just turned sixteen when she was captured five years ago.

The two boys who had originally planned to be childhood sweethearts and grow up together, had everything changed overnight.

The girl was taken to the imperial farm. In order to save his beloved, the boy followed the villagers to the imperial farm to ask for her. He was beaten to death with sticks and his body was incomplete when he was carried back.

There are countless tragic cases like theirs in the village.

An old man asked tremblingly, "Although you have captured Chunwang, this is the Crown Prince's estate after all. What if they come back and give rise to Xiawang and Qiuwang?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the room fell silent.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Xu Rongrong.

The people do not fight against officials, let alone when this official is the current crown prince.

Xu Rongrong understood their worries. In this drafty room, her voice was filled with warmth:

"The manor has now been taken over by the Jiangnan Dao camp. The thugs in the manor have been imprisoned and will no longer have the opportunity to harm you. The remaining villagers are not allowed to leave until the matter is fully investigated. As for your concerns, which involve the royal manor and the reputation of the royal family, His Majesty will investigate thoroughly and will give you justice."

"But will the Emperor really listen to us?" another old man asked, "It's said that officials protect each other, not to mention that the Crown Prince is the Emperor's own son."

"That is why Your Majesty is conducting a thorough investigation. Chunwang will be handed over to the three judicial departments for trial, and they will thoroughly investigate the activities here."

"Then... can the children from before be found?" the old man asked cautiously.

Everyone looked at Xu Rongrong earnestly.

"Chunwang gave us an account book that records the whereabouts of each group of people. Some stayed within the Great Zhou, while others went to foreign lands. We can trace them all, so we must do our best."

Xu Rongrong's words gave everyone a glimmer of hope.

But the old patriarch still had doubts. He asked, "Although you saved my granddaughter, I shouldn't question it, but... that imperial manor really can't be underestimated. Are you really sure?"

Mu Rong, who had been sitting next to her without saying a word, raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this: Someone actually questioned her?

He looked at the old patriarch and asked, "Have you heard of Weiyuan Hou?"

The old man was startled at first, then nodded, not understanding why. "Although Yujia Village has been almost isolated from the outside world in recent years, how could we not know the reputation of the First-Rank Military Marquis?"

Now that she's heard about it, it's easier to handle that side. Mu Rong stood behind Xu Rongrong and said, "That's her husband. Do you think she's confident?"

Xu Rongrong: "..."

...That night, everyone stayed overnight in Yujia Village.

It was only one night apart, but the conditions were much better than before.

Luo Xiao and her daughter were invited to stay at the home of their aunt next door. The household was run by a female relative, so while the place wasn't spacious, it was clean and comfortable. Unlike the night before, the mother and daughter wouldn't have huddled together, barely falling asleep.

Chunwang was trapped tightly in the kitchen of the village chief's house, and Mulu lay on the carriage to guard him in case of any accidents.

The kitchen was leaking everywhere. Chunwang, who was used to being domineering, had never suffered such pain as today, but... this was also the most comfortable night he would have in the rest of his life.

Chu He was directly moved to the home of the clan doctor. He relied on Shu Qing's medicine to maintain his strength today. After everyone was out of danger and the effect of the medicine wore off, his body was very weak and he fell limply in front of Xu Rongrong.

She was so panicked that she didn't know what to do. If Mu Rong hadn't stopped her in time, she would have gone into battle and picked up the man on the ground herself.

Fortunately, Chu He's wound did not break open, so Mu Lu directly took out all the medicine in the imperial manor.

In addition, the ointment prepared by Xu Rongrong can temporarily suppress his injuries, and he only needs to rest well in the future.

After settling everyone down, Xu Rongrong returned to her room.

A charcoal brazier was placed in the originally simple and cold house, making it warm.

That’s not all. Wen Yao used the hot water bottle sent from next door to make the bed soft and warm, and sprinkled some herbal sleep aids on it.

Perhaps because she was too tired after a day and night of tossing and turning, or perhaps because the herbs took effect, Xu Rongrong lay on the couch and soon fell asleep.

Mu Rong stood outside her window, and the shallow breathing in the room did not escape his keen ears.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up slightly.

Thinking back to when he said in the hall, "Marquis Weiyuan is her husband," she did not deny it.

Is she... willing to accept him? The smile in his eyes and eyebrows had not yet faded, and Mu Ai had already come to his side: "Master, what do you want?"

"Send someone to check on Chang Jing." He put away his smile and gave the order coldly.

"My Lord suspects that Lord Chang Jing is behind the Royal Manor?"

Mu Rong's eyes were deep. "Who else could it be but him? In the Jiangnan region, the Imperial Farm could openly engage in such activities. If it weren't for him, the Jiangnan Province's promotion and demotion envoy, plotting behind the scenes, I can't imagine there would be another person with such immense power here."

"I'll send someone to investigate right away!" Mu Ai replied. Seeing his master's tired face, he continued, "It's late. My Lord, please go to bed. I'll stay here with the young lady."

Mu Rong shook his head: "No need, you are still injured."

"My injury is nothing serious." Mu Ai said this, and seeing his master's unquestionable expression, he stopped insisting and asked quietly, "When will we return to the capital?"

"We'll leave early tomorrow morning," Mu Rong said. "Chun Wang is in our hands. He's the key to this case, and the people behind this will definitely try every possible means to silence him. This is their territory, and staying here any longer will not be good for us."

"But seeing Chu He's injuries..." Mu Ai was a little worried.

"Then let him recuperate here, and order the Jiangnan Road camp to dispatch a team of soldiers to guard here. The imperial farm has everything you need, so feel free to take whatever you need." Mu Rong snorted coldly.

When he thought of Xu Rongrong's worried expression just now, he wished that Chu He would stay here forever.