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

Chapter 169 Are you going to abandon me after having fun with me?

The snow on New Year's Day only stopped for half a day.

When it got dark, snowflakes started falling outside again.

But the moonlight was unusually bright, reflecting the fluttering snowflakes on the window paper.

It looks so beautiful with layers upon layers.

Mu Rong came from a military background and never used a brazier in his room.

Therefore, it was a bit cold in the study.

Mu Yi thoughtfully brought two braziers and placed them in the middle of the study. Then he quietly went out and thoughtfully closed the door.

Xu Rongrong saw all of his sneaky actions.

At this moment, she had already rescued her sleeve from Mu Rong's clutches, but... she seemed to be possessed by a ghost and did not want to leave.

She took the cloak that was hanging on the hanger and covered him with it.

Mu Rong's brows relaxed, with a hint of smile in his dream.

Perhaps because the room was too quiet, Xu Rongrong also felt a little drowsy.

She held her chin and leaned quietly against the desk.

In a daze, she seemed to see another "Mu Rong" coming in from outside the door. His face was solemn and there was a biting chill in his movements.

This kind of him made Xu Rongrong feel a little unfamiliar.

"Mu Rong" took off his robe, revealing his complete appearance.

But...why did he look so much older? Could it be that he hadn't slept for a long time? Xu Rongrong was puzzled.

But a closer look revealed more than just fatigue; his temples seemed to be tinged with a hint of white. Perhaps from frequent frowning, there were two deep furrows between his brows, and a cold, hard line at the corners of his thin lips. He seemed unusually cold, and Xu Rongrong frowned as well.

She felt as if she saw a middle-aged Mu Rong who had suffered too much.

And the court robe he was wearing was a rare black court robe.

She remembered that in the Great Zhou Dynasty, only the Duke of the First Rank could wear this kind of court dress. But now in the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was only one Duke, the Duke of Ning. How could Mu Rong wear this kind of court dress?

What's more, on the chest of his court robe, there was a tiger embroidered with gold thread.

Xu Rongrong had seen it in history books. This was the totem on the military flag used by the first-rank general of the auxiliary country.

This dynasty...it seems that the title of First-Rank General of the State was only bestowed upon him during the founding of the country. "Why are you dressed so strangely?" she asked subconsciously.

But "Mu Rong" seemed not to hear.

He held a long, carved rosewood box in his hand and placed it carefully on the desk.

She moved closer curiously.

She watched Mu Rong gently open the brocade box and take out a bright yellow scroll from it.

Xu Rongrong was stunned: It turned out to be an imperial edict.

While she was stunned, Mu Rong had walked to a portrait and slowly unfolded the scroll.

He recited slowly in a low, hoarse voice Xu Rongrong had never heard before: "The Emperor of Heaven and the Successor's Destiny decrees that in ancient times, there was the virtuous wife of Le Yangzi, who stopped the loom, and there was also the legitimate daughter of the Xie family, who was talented in chanting about catkins. However, their fame has long been renowned, and modern people have no way of appreciating it. Fortunately, in this prosperous era, there is the virtuous wife of the Mu family, who possesses both virtue and beauty, and who even risked her own life to save the people. This is a blessing for the Mu family, and even more so for the Great Zhou! I decree that she be specially conferred the title of First-Rank Imperial Consort, and be honored and worshipped by the imperial court!"

After the imperial edict was read, Xu Rongrong was a little curious. Mu Rong's wife actually became a first-rank lady?

What on earth had that person done that he was actually praised by the emperor for saving the people?

As her thoughts raced, she saw "Mu Rong" raise his hand and gently stroke the portrait. "Did you hear that? From now on, everything you've done for me, and for the Great Zhou, will be passed down through the ages. Even if I'm gone, even if the entire Great Zhou is gone, there will still be many, many people who will remember you forever."

Although his voice was hoarse, it was full of tenderness.

Xu Rongrong felt a little bitter in her heart... What kind of woman is she?

She looked at the portrait. The woman in the painting was graceful, wearing a light-colored gauze dress. She was standing among flowers, raising her hand, and butterflies fluttered around her fingertips. But no matter how hard she tried, she could not look down on the woman's face.

Mu Rong also stared at the painting infatuatedly and murmured, "Rongrong, I miss you so much..."

Xu Rongrong was startled when she heard this and suddenly woke up.

She rubbed her eyes. There was no portrait in front of her, and there was no one else in the room.

It turns out that it was just a dream...

But this dream is too real.

She was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat.

Someone was murmuring beside her. Xu Rongrong turned around and heard Mu Rong murmuring in his sleep.

Maybe the brazier in the house was too strong and he was not used to it, so there was a hint of irritation in his voice.

Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and his cloak had been thrown aside, leaving the collar of his shirt slightly open. Xu Rongrong pursed her lips, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and then covered him with the cloak again.

She thought about it, and afraid of making him hot again, she pulled the cloak down again.

In the process of lifting, releasing and pulling, her nails hooked his collar and inadvertently tore the slightly open collar open completely.

Xu Rongrong: "..."

Looking at his fair chest and the suspicious bulge on one side, her cheeks instantly turned red.

Without even bothering to tidy his clothes, he stood up and left.

However, a deep voice sounded behind him: "After flirting with me, you want to leave now?"

Xu Rongrong: “???…”

She turned around and saw Mu Rong's slightly narrowed eyes. Perhaps he had just woken up, and there was a hint of hoarseness in his voice: "You have seen everything, what can I do with my innocence?" Bah!

Xu Rongrong spat at him in her heart and ran to the door quickly.

Just as she was about to push the door open, Mu Rong dodged and stood between her and the door.

Xu Rongrong: "..."

As he moved up and down, Xu Rongrong pulled his collar half open, half hanging on his shoulders, exposing half of his chest.

Xu Rongrong was embarrassed: "Hurry up and put on your clothes!"

"Rongrong, are you planning to abandon me after having fun with me?" He lowered his head, a trace of pity in his eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Xu Rongrong was furious.

"It's obviously you who's talking nonsense."

"..."

"I was just worried that you would be cold, so I put on another piece of clothing for you. It was you who slept improperly and ended up in this state. Why are you blaming me?" Xu Rongrong glared at him.

"It turns out that Rongrong was afraid that I would be cold, so she secretly came over to feel sorry for me while I was sleeping..." Mu Rong's eyes were filled with a smile and a hint of teasing.

Why is it getting more and more outrageous...

He now looks so energetic, there is no trace of the vicissitudes of life and fatigue in the dream. It was indeed just a dream!

How outrageous!

Xu Rongrong reached out and pushed him: "Get out of the way, I want to go back."

The atmosphere was just right at the moment, so how could Mu Rong bear to let her leave?

So he stood up, straightened his clothes, and looked at her: "Don't you want to know how the Third Princess's pregnancy is going?"

Xu Rongrong looked up: "Huh? You went to the Third Prince's Mansion? How is Sister Mu?" Mu Rong smiled and said, "I'm hungry. Rongrong, please have dinner with me."

Xu Rongrong: "..."

She knew it!