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

Chapter 160 It’s Not What She Wants to See

What was originally a performance to entertain people turned out to be a mess and made everyone laugh and cry.

The emperor glanced at the empress, and after confirming that she was unaware of the situation, he asked, "I haven't forgotten what I said to your father sixteen years ago, but how could you, a princess, end up like this?"

The Northern Frontier dance skirt is divided into upper and lower parts, both of which are tight and fit, showing off the curves of the person.

If used for dancing, it would make people feel bold and charming, but for a princess to wear it like this would be very inappropriate.

Princess Lingxi broke free from the guards and stepped forward, performing a standard Great Zhou kneeling ceremony. "My father often said that although Northern Frontier has been a vassal state of Great Zhou for the past decade or so, it has also enjoyed Your Majesty's protection. My father is always grateful for Your Majesty's kindness, and I, influenced by him, have come to regard Your Majesty as a family member and elder. While in Northern Frontier, I learned the etiquette of Great Zhou. Now, on New Year's Eve and a family feast, I wanted to emulate the ancients and dress in colorful attire to entertain His Majesty and the Empress... But I didn't expect it would backfire."

"Your father wrote to me saying that you are bold and willful. After seeing you today, I know that what he said is true. You are more than willful. You are simply bold and daring." Although the emperor spoke sternly, there was no trace of annoyance on his face.

Seeing this, the Queen smiled slightly. "I heard that the tribute from the Northern Frontier this year was very generous, but I didn't expect that such a great gift was hidden! Your Majesty and I have both witnessed Lingxi's filial piety. However, it's cold on New Year's Eve, so it's best to go downstairs and change clothes early to avoid freezing."

When Lingxi heard this, she knew that the farce just now had been lightly exposed.

So she thanked him repeatedly, but he did not leave immediately.

She walked straight to Xu Rongrong and said, "I lost my aim in a hurry and almost hurt you. Lingxi is not well behaved. Please forgive me for my offense and don't hold a grudge against me." She spoke pitifully, but she didn't forget to dig a hole for Xu Rongrong in every sentence:

It's understandable that I hurt you, but if you don't forgive me, you are narrow-minded!

Xu Rongrong stood up. She had already put away the envy and admiration she had felt when they first met. She smiled and said, "In a moment of panic, your skills deviated so much. It seems that what Marquis Weiyuan said just now about fancy moves was not empty talk. I hope the princess will practice diligently in the future."

"As for holding a grudge... Don't worry. Although women from the Great Zhou aren't skilled in swordplay, we know how to deal with things objectively. Since you didn't mean anything today, how could I hold a grudge?"

"However, my sister is not well behaved and is still studying etiquette on the farm. I dare not claim to be someone else's sister anymore."

Her words were blunt, pointing out that Lingxi didn't know the rules, and that calling each other sisters was a bit too much. But today, she was almost humiliated, so even if she responded in this way, no one could find fault.

But Princess Lingxi was a little surprised after hearing this.

She didn't expect that this woman who was half a head shorter than her and looked weak could be so powerful in her words.

Her master said that her princess status was extremely high among women in the Great Zhou Dynasty. She didn't expect that she was not afraid at all?

Moreover, from what he saw just now, Marquis Weiyuan was actually very worried about her. Who was she?

Just as she was about to ask for details, Xu Rongrong had already sat down again, leaving her there.

Fortunately, a palace maid soon took Princess Lingxi and a group of dancers away to change clothes.

The emperor and empress were also a little annoyed by this sudden incident, so they returned to the back hall to rest.

Because it was New Year's Eve, there was a custom of staying up all night, so even though the Emperor and Empress had left, the royal family and the palace ladies were still required to stay. Thinking of what had just happened, people in Zhengyang Palace began to discuss it.

The King of Northern Frontier has been law-abiding for sixteen years, so how could he have raised such a quirky daughter?

Moreover, Princess Lingxi is about to come of age. What is her purpose in coming to the Great Zhou at this time?

Is it just for the coming-of-age ceremony? Or is it to prepare for a marriage?

The noisy discussions gave people a headache, and the doors and windows in the hall were closed, and the heat from the brazier made people feel irritated.

Xu Rongrong stood up and walked out of the hall to get some fresh air.

As soon as I took a breath of the cool and refreshing air in the corridor, I felt warm.

When she turned around, she saw Mu Rong putting a cloak on her.

"It's almost midnight, and it's the coldest time of the year. You might get a headache if you go out like this." Mu Rong said as he adjusted her hood.

Xu Rongrong lowered her head obediently, still thinking about what had just happened: "What exactly does that Lingxi Princess want?"

Mu Rong laughed and said, "Why are you still thinking about her? You have so much time to think about others all day long, why can't you spare some time to think about me?"

Xu Rongrong: "..."

She raised her head and met Mu Rong's bright eyes, which were filled with a hint of desire.

Slightly startled.

In her previous life, this must have been the way she often looked at him...

But now she is a little overwhelmed.

Xu Rongrong lowered her head guiltily, tightened her cloak, and walked towards the garden not far away.

Mu Rong smiled and shook his head, then followed her quietly.

At this time, the silver moon in the sky was crescent, as if covered with a layer of gauze.

The light shone coldly in the depths of the garden. Before they knew it, they had walked a long way. Listening to the sound of fallen leaves underfoot, she knew he was right behind her, and this realization gave her a sense of peace.

She stopped and turned around. "The reason I'm thinking this is because when she was dancing with her sword just now, the drums and music were so deafening. If she hadn't been paying close attention, she wouldn't have been able to hear what you said clearly."

"So?" Mu Rong asked her with a smile.

"I always feel that she is coming for you."

Mu Rong's smile became even wider. His little girl finally stopped calling him "Marquis".

"What do you think?" Xu Rongrong asked back.

"If she really came for me, then let's see what she wants." After saying that, he jokingly said, "She wouldn't come for me after all, would she?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he keenly noticed that Xu Rongrong's ears twitched.

Mu Rong felt amused in his heart: "If she really wants me, then I can only tell her..." His voice stopped abruptly.

Xu Rongrong didn't see an answer for a long time, so she blurted out: "Tell her what?"

Mu Rong's eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles: "I can only tell her that I am henpecked! I would never dare to offend my wife."

Xu Rongrong was stunned at first, then her cheeks turned red.

"Rongrong, why are you so shy?" Mu Rong leaned down, his handsome face gradually approaching the girl in front of him, "Do you admit that you are my wife?"

"No way!" Xu Rongrong glared at her.

But the look was not lethal at all.

Perhaps it was the hazy moonlight that added to the ambiguous atmosphere, or perhaps it was because the two of them were too close, causing the warm breath between them to slowly intertwine.

At this moment, Mu Rong just wanted to hold his little girl in his arms, tenderly caress her, and flirt with her as he pleased. His desire was too obvious, and his gaze too intense, leaving Xu Rongrong somewhat bewildered.

Mu Rong leaned forward slightly, gradually shortening the distance between them.

Just when he was about to taste the red lips he had been longing for, a woman's low moan in the distance broke the ambiguous atmosphere.

Mu Rong's eyes turned cold. He put his arm around Xu Rongrong's waist and took her to the top of the rockery.

Xu Rongrong was suddenly brought to a high place and was in a panic.

She could only grab Mu Rong's collar and stick close to him to steady her body.

As soon as the two of them stood still, they saw two figures, a man and a woman, intertwined and hidden behind a rockery.

The position they were in was just right for them to have a clear view of the scene below.

"It's the prince." Xu Rongrong was surprised. Mu Rong nodded.

"Your Highness, this is not good." The woman spoke vaguely in the exotic official language.

She was one of the many dancers just now.

At this time, she was still wearing the dance dress that was as thin as gauze, with nothing around her white waist. The prince's big hands were rubbing it back and forth.

"I'm so cold..." the dancer said coquettishly.

The prince ignored her and put one hand directly into the hem of her shirt, then wrapped around her soft flesh.

He was in high spirits at the moment. "You Northern Border women's dance skirts are truly amazing! I wanted to try them out when I saw you dancing just now, but I didn't expect them to be so convenient!"

"Twist it twice." He clapped his big hands.

Xu Rongrong blushed and wanted to leave here immediately.

But if they moved at this moment, they would alarm the two people below, so she could only stand there with a red face.

Mu Rong was also a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that the prince would dare to do such a ridiculous thing in the palace.

He hid Xu Rongrong's face in his arms and whispered, "Don't look."

Xu Rongrong: "..."

She doesn't see, but... she can still hear.

The prince's disgusting words really opened her eyes.

Xu Rongrong's body was extremely stiff, and Mu Rong was not feeling well at the moment either.

So he picked up a stone and threw it to the ground not far away.

"Someone..." the dancer said vaguely.

The prince had only wanted to satisfy his craving and didn't dare to do anything real here, so he immediately let go: "What's your name? I'll arrange for you to enter the East Palace in a few days." "I am a commoner... Hermione."