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

Chapter 302 The Marquis treats her gently?

As soon as the carriage escorted by Weiyuan Hou Mu Rong from Shaohua Temple entered the capital, Luo Shu received the news:

The Marquis actually brought a woman back to Beijing!

This news made her so furious that she wanted to rush over immediately with her men, kick open the door of the carriage, tear out the things inside and beat them up in the street!

But... she couldn't do it.

So, when Xu Rongrong got up from her nap, she saw her little girl sitting in the yard with a red face, with broken bamboo leaves lying on the ground in front of her. In her hands, she was still tearing the withered bamboo leaves in anger.

Xu Rongrong was surprised, "Who has offended our Miss Luo Shu? Look how angry she is. She's about to pull out all the bamboos in my Bamboo Fragrance Garden."

Hearing the commotion behind him, Luo Shu turned around and puffed out his cheeks, "Young lady, you're still in the mood to joke around like that! The Marquis has already brought that questionable woman back to the capital!"

"Marquis?" Xu Rongrong was stunned. "Which Marquis?"

It would have been fine if she hadn't said it, but once she did, Luo Shu jumped up in anger. "Which Marquis? Which other Marquis could it be? Of course it's our future son-in-law, Marquis Weiyuan! The young lady had a sweet nap over here, but he stayed up all night and brought a woman back from Shaohua Temple. I heard she rode a horse with him all the way and was very gentle and considerate."

The second half of the sentence was not information obtained from inquiries, but was simply something Luo Shu made up in his mind when he was angry.

Mu Rong? Xu Rongrong was stunned.

Wen Yao, who was feeding the rabbits nearby, was also a little surprised: "You little girl, could it be that you got the wrong information?" "How could it be wrong? Two groups of people have already come back to report the news." Luo Shu was anxious and jumped up and down, "I told you before that the Marquis has been acting strangely these days, but the young lady didn't believe me! I found someone to keep an eye on him, and Sister Wen Yao laughed at me for making a fuss. Now what? Everyone has been brought back to the capital, and the young lady will be marrying into the Marquis's mansion in less than two months. This woman's appearance now means..."

"Alright, alright, stop yelling!" Wen Yao interrupted Luo Shu. "It's just a girl. Listen to what you've said. The Marquis was only escorting her to the capital. There's nothing else going on... You're so frightened, you've scared them so much they won't eat."

Wen Yao patted the two little ones in his arms and winked at Luo Shu.

It was not until this moment that Luo Shu noticed that his young lady had lowered her head and was quietly thinking about something, seeming to be in a depressed mood.

She knew she had spoken out of turn and felt a little annoyed, so she stammered, "Hmm... Sister Wen Yao is right. I'll go out and get some information."

"No need." Xu Rongrong raised her head. "I'll go take a look myself."

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On the other side, Mu Rong rode his horse slowly.

Behind him, in the rustic carriage, Herme's heart was beating wildly.

She could tell from the clanging of horse hooves on the wide street that they were driving on Jianghan Avenue.

Shortly after arriving in Beijing, she was ordered by Princess Lingxi to find out the residences of the powerful people in the capital, and the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion was located on Jianghan Street.

My Lord...are you going to take her back to the Marquis' Mansion?

This realization made her heart beat uncontrollably. She was thinking about how to gain more sympathy from Marquis Weiyuan...

A powerful person like him, besides flattery, should prefer loyal people, right? But her previous identity...

Just as her heart was churning, the carriage stopped.

Mu Rong's voice rang out from outside: "We're here."

Hermei suppressed his excitement and opened the door, only to find that... the carriage was not parked in front of the mansion, but outside a house overlooking the river.

"Where is this?" she asked doubtfully.

"Medical clinic." Mu Rong said, then jumped off his horse.

Herme: "..."

Mu Rong handed the reins to the little medicine boy at the door and turned around: "Why don't you get off the carriage?"

Hearing this, Hermione quickly collected his thoughts and timidly replied, "Yes..."

After saying that, she covered her chest and coughed softly a few times, as if trying to suppress something.

Seeing her acting like this, Mu Rong raised his lips slightly. He glanced at the other little medicine boy standing by the door and said, "Go, help her down."

"Yes." The medicine boy agreed quickly.

Seeing him give such an order, Hermione knelt and thanked him: "Thank you, my lord."

Mu Rong nodded and said, "Let's go in and take a look. The doctor here is good at treating internal injuries."

"Yes..." Hermione weakly supported the little medicine boy's hand and walked in gracefully.

While she was seeing patients in the inner room, Mu Rong did not leave but sat in the outer room.

The straight and slender figure and the correct posture cultivated in the military camp attracted Herme's eyes to glance outside the curtain from time to time.

She had no idea what the doctor said.

A moment later, the doctor ordered someone to go get medicine next door, while Hermei slowly walked to the outer room and tremblingly bent down to thank Mu Rong, "Thank you very much for what happened today, my lord. I am fine now, and I dare not delay your time any longer. After I get the medicine, I will return to the palace alone."

As she spoke, she covered her chest with her hands, looking extremely weak.

Mu Rong saw this and his eyelids twitched slightly: "Stand up and talk. I have plenty of time today."

"Yes." Herme's voice trembled, as if he had received great grace.

The hot tea the medicine boy had brought Mu Rong had already gone cold. Looking at the thin tea leaves, Mu Rong casually poked Ye Mo with the cup lid and asked casually, "Since you are the maidservant of Princess Lingxi, why are you alone in Shaohua Temple today?"

"Does the Marquis want to hear the truth?"

"What else?" Mu Rong snorted coldly, "Who do you think you're talking to? I'm not someone you can joke with."

"I dare not." Seeing that Mu Rong was not angry, Heermei had a plan in mind. "Your Majesty is right. I was a maidservant by Princess Lingxi's side. But shortly after arriving in the capital, I had the honor of serving Prince An and Princess An... Later, Prince An encountered an unfortunate event, and with the prince and princess's pity, they allowed me to return to the princess's side. Now, I heard that Princess An is ill in the capital, and Prince An is far away in Anzhou and has no time to care for her. So... I thought of going to Shaohua Temple to pray for the princess, to fulfill the bond between master and servant."

Mu Rong glanced at her, his face showing no emotion, but his voice softened a little: "I didn't expect you to be so loyal."

Hearing this, Hermione was secretly delighted: She made the right bet!

Previously, when Ping'an County Master Xu Rongrong was arguing with the princess in the cloth shop, she had revealed her identity. I guess she already knew that she had entered the Eastern Palace to serve the deposed prince.

Since Lady Ping'an knows about this, the Marquis probably knows about it as well. Instead of hiding the past, it is better to admit it openly.

However, she had misinterpreted her service to the deposed Crown Prince as serving the deposed Crown Prince and his wife. He figured the Marquis, a man like her, wouldn't delve too deeply into the matter. Sure enough, when she expressed her attachment to her former master, the Marquis' tone softened considerably.

Thinking of this, she lowered her head even more, her demeanor extremely humble: "I am fortunate to have the opportunity to serve Princess An...Now, I have also received the Marquis's mercy. For saving my life today, I will repay him even if I have to work like a slave!"