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

Chapter 219 Lingering

Mu Rong pushed the door open and walked out, and saw the young guard's face, which looked a little surprised and embarrassed.

Mu Lu complained in his heart: My Lord is... a little too fast?

Mu Rong had no idea what was going on in his mind. He walked to the entrance to the third floor.

A team of imperial guards was rushing up.

Mu Rong looked down at them and said, "Silence!"

The aura around them stunned them for a moment.

The imperial guards at the front looked at each other in bewilderment. Then, a man who looked like the leader came forward. He was also surprised when he saw Mu Rong and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Lord!"

Mu Rong nodded. "What's the matter? What's the commotion?" The leader replied immediately, "The Imperial Guards were escorting a prisoner to the capital under the orders of His Majesty. He was recently assassinated nearby. I was ordered to search for the murderer, and I've offended the Marquis."

"In the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, at the feet of the emperor, someone is killing people in the street under the supervision of the imperial guards?" Mu Rong said coldly.

A trace of guilt appeared on the leader's face: "It's my incompetence."

"You are incompetent!" Mu Rong glared at him.

At this time, the owner of Fanlou rushed over, fearing that he might disturb the distinguished guests. As soon as he turned the corner of the second floor, he immediately forced a smile and said, "Master Chief, you are absolutely not allowed to go up to the third floor."

A team of imperial guards were trapped on the stairs, unable to go up or down.

The leader was feeling frustrated, and when he heard the boss say this, he became even more furious.

He couldn't afford to offend Marquis Weiyuan, but could he not do anything to a group of merchants?

"The Imperial Guards are on duty under the emperor's order, so why can't they go up?" The boss squeezed forward with a smile.

"It's obvious this gentleman doesn't come to Fanlou often," the boss said softly but firmly. "If it were just an ordinary guest on the second floor, it would be fine, but on the third floor..."

As he spoke, he pulled out a list from his bosom and unfolded it in front of the leader.

Looking at the neatly arranged list of princes, princesses and dukes, the leader was almost overwhelmed. He subconsciously wanted to take the list to see what was inside, but the boss immediately put it away and just looked at him with a smile, as if he could only look and not move.

The leader of the imperial guards touched his nose awkwardly.

Indeed, he was only a small commander in the imperial guards, and he seldom came to restaurants like Fanlou. He had even visited the side rooms on the second floor only once when he was invited to a banquet by others. He had no idea that there were so many dignitaries on the third floor, and they were all royal relatives. He didn't know what to do with them for a while.

The owner of Fanlou looked at his bewildered expression and scoffed inwardly, but he put on a smile and said, "This gentleman just said that someone was trying to assassinate someone in the street... To be honest, the windows of our third-floor wing are all glazed and can't be opened easily. Even if there were an assassin here, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to shoot from the third floor. It's better for you to look elsewhere and not waste your time here."

Glaze...

The leader of the imperial guards was shocked again. No wonder everyone said that Fanlou was rich. Today it was clear.

So he nodded to his boss, then bowed to Mu Rong and said, "I was ignorant and almost offended the Marquis. Please forgive me!"

Mu Rong didn't want to dwell on him any further, so he waved his hand. "You're on official business, so what crime have you committed? There are assassins roaming the capital, and the imperial guards must conduct a thorough investigation to prevent them from harming the civilians."

The leader quickly responded.

After descending the stairs, he turned around and left. A soldier beside him who didn't know the situation asked, "Sir, aren't you going to check the third floor?" The leader squinted at him and said, "Check it. You stay and check it!"

Silly soldier: “…”

After finishing the work here, Mu Rong turned around and went back to the wing room.

Mu Lu laughed and said, "Who is the villain that the Marquis is talking about? I will tell Wu Ge'er to cry for a while."

Mu Rong glanced at him and said, "If you keep making noise, I will make you cry right now."

……

They originally came out to eat, but Xu Rongrong slept until dusk.

She rubbed her forehead and sat up with difficulty.

My hands and feet weren't as stiff and numb as they usually are when I wake up, just a little weak.

There was a shallow breathing sound beside her. Xu Rongrong turned sideways and saw Mu Rong sleeping soundly beside her.

Perhaps because he had solved a big worry, Mu Rong's sleeping face now looked more relaxed and less calm than before.

There were no candles in the room, but the glass was transparent, and the lights from thousands of homes outside shone in, making it look unusually warm and gentle.

The fear before falling asleep gradually dissipated. Xu Rongrong leaned on the table and looked at him quietly for a long time.

She didn't even realize that Mu Rong's eyelashes were so thick. She reached out her hand and wanted to touch them.

The man's eyes suddenly opened.

Xu Rongrong was caught red-handed and froze on the spot.

She quickly retracted her hand and looked away.

Mu Rong found it funny. He also stood up, took a deep breath, and said with a lazy smile, "Rongrong is awake?"

"Yeah." The girl's cheeks flushed slightly.

"So, there won't be any more nightmares, right?"

"Hmm?" Xu Rongrong was a little confused.

"Then I'll continue what I haven't finished yet, okay?"

"What's the matter?" Xu Rongrong asked puzzledly.

Could it be because he just woke up? Why is he talking so incoherently?

While she was wondering, a big hand pressed against the back of her head, applying a little force.

She leaned forward involuntarily.

"Hmm..." Her lips were captured by another pair of warm lips.

"This matter." Mu Rong was unclear, with a hint of smile on his lips.

Next, it's a light taste and then a hard rubbing.

The girl had nowhere to hide and could only let the man in front of her lead her into a strange and affectionate situation.