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

Chapter 313: Seducing Her into Getting Drunk

In the Third Prince's Mansion, no one knows how Wu Tianxiao will comfort Mu Qianyin.

She received so much information in one night, especially one piece of information that would bring about major changes in her life. Even if it were someone else, it would take them a while to recover, not to mention that Mu Qianyin was a pregnant woman.

After leaving the Third Prince's Mansion, Mu Rong brought Xu Rongrong to the street.

April is the beginning of summer in the weekly calendar, and it is still quite cold at night.

It was already midnight, and there were only a few pedestrians left on the street, all of them walking in a hurry.

No one cared about the two men, one tall and one short.

Unlike the hurried way here, Mu Rong seemed very leisurely on the way back.

Turning into Jianghan Street, when passing the entrance of an alley, the fragrance of osmanthus wafted in from afar.

"What a nice smell." Xu Rongrong sniffed, "Aren't all the shops closed?"

Mu Rong glanced at the entrance of the alley. "It's people who don't have shops, setting up stalls at night."

"Oh." Xu Rongrong responded. The fragrant aroma had captivated her. "Is it fermented rice?"

Mu Rong nodded. "It's rice wine balls. Are you hungry, Rongrong?"

Xu Rongrong's face turned slightly red. She was a little hungry, but it was getting late. She wanted to go home early and didn't want to stay outside.

Mu Rong seemed to see through her thoughts and smiled, "I'm a little hungry. Rongrong, could you please have a bowl of fermented rice balls with me? It won't take long. I eat very quickly."

Xu Rongrong nodded slightly: "It doesn't have to be so fast." Mu Rong smiled brightly when he heard that.

Then he took his little girl into the alley.

The stall owner was worrying about his livelihood tonight. When he saw someone coming, he hurriedly greeted them warmly.

The already clean tables and chairs were wiped twice more by the stall owner: "Please sit over here, both of you."

As he was speaking, he noticed that both of them were wearing night clothes, and the shorter one was even wrapped in a cloak. He knew that they were not ordinary people, so he just asked about their tastes and then went to busy himself aside.

This was Xu Rongrong's first time to eat out at night, and also her first time to dine at such a stall.

She looked around curiously.

My attention was soon attracted by a white long-necked porcelain vase in the middle of the table.

The little hand stretched out, grasped the bottleneck and shook it.

Looking at her fair little hand gripping the neck of the bottle, Mu Rong subconsciously smoothed his throat and whispered, "This is filled with rice wine."

"It's wine..." Xu Rongrong sniffed, "Can I drink it?"

In order to retain customers, night stalls usually use rice wine with a higher alcohol content, which is very different from the peach blossom wine that Xu Rongrong used to drink.

Mu Rong wanted to remind him, but when the words reached his lips, they turned into: "Okay."

Xu Rongrong curved her eyebrows, took two cups with a smile, and poured out two glasses of rice wine.

"Not too sweet?" Xu Rongrong had drunk rice wine before, and her impression was that it was quite sweet, but the wine smelled different today, and seemed to have a unique flavor.

So, without waiting for Mu Rong to speak, she drank it in one gulp.

"Well, not sweet." She nodded affirmatively.

He poured another cup and was about to drink, but Mu Rong didn't take a sip. So he asked, "Why don't you drink, Lord?" Mu Rong smiled slightly and said, "I'm afraid it won't be enough for Rong Rong alone."

Xu Rongrong blushed at what he said: "I...how could I be so greedy for alcohol?"

After saying that, he drank the second cup straight down his throat.

By the time the fermented rice balls were served, Xu Rongrong's cheeks were already flushed and her eyes were blurred.

The stall owner looked at the empty wine bottle, thought something was wrong, and quickly hid aside.

He originally thought that the young man must have some ulterior motives in getting the girl beside him to drink, but after a while, there was no unusual movement.

Only a few whispers could be heard:

"Be good, open your mouth... and eat another one..."

"No, I'm full..."

“People’s livelihood is not easy, we can’t waste our money…” “No, no, I want to go home, I want to go home…”

"Okay, okay, don't move, be good, I'll carry you back..."

Then, there was no more sound.

The stall owner poked his head out, but the table was empty, leaving only two round silver ingots...

This young man is a bit lecherous, but his actions are... so generous!

……

Xu Rongrong's cheeks were rosy and there was a faint aroma of wine from her mouth. She nestled in Mu Rong's arms without any defense.

Such a girl made Mu Rong's mouth dry and his body became hot.

The girl's drunkenness stemmed from her gradually rebuilt trust in him.

Of course, he did it on purpose.

Naturally, he would not destroy this trust, so he held her in his arms and walked towards Zhuxiang Yayuan step by step.

"It's hot." The girl raised her hand and waved off her hood.

His long black hair was scattered, ruffling his cheeks, neck and shoulders with the night breeze.

It made him smile bitterly.

"It's so annoying!" he murmured softly.

"Hmm?" Xu Rongrong raised her head from his arms, "You look like Marquis Weiyuan."

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand and pinched Mu Rong's face twice, muttering, "Fortunately, it's not."

"Oh?" Mu Rong became interested. "How do you know I'm not him?"

"Marquis Weiyuan would never look at me like that, and he would never allow me to get close to him..." Xu Rongrong snorted, "Humph, I don't want to look at him anymore!"

Mu Rong paused. He knew the drunken girl was talking about her past life.

"If he is willing to change, will you forgive him?" Mu Rong asked carefully.

"Can he?" Xu Rongrong was a little confused for a moment.

"Yes." Mu Rong said firmly.

"Okay, let him change his changes, it's none of my business..." Xu Rongrong muttered.

Mu Rong: "..."

He wanted to say something else, but another gust of evening breeze blew by, and Xu Rongrong subconsciously buried her face in his arms.

As midnight approaches, the cold becomes more severe.

Mu Rong no longer cared about anything else. He hugged the girl tightly in his arms and went straight to Zhuxiang Yayuan.

At the gate of Zhuxiang Yayuan, a figure waited there for who knows how long. He turned around only when Mu Rong appeared with Xu Rongrong in his arms.

"Chu He?" Mu Rong stopped.

Chu He looked at the girl in his arms, his eyes dark and unclear: "What are you doing, Lord?"

Maybe his voice was too familiar.

The girl in Mu Rong's arms raised her head: "Chu He, you're back!"

Chu He was about to reply, but he saw that the girl's eyes were out of focus. After she said this, she fell asleep again, obviously still drunk.

He was furious: "How dare you let her get drunk? You knew she still had..."

"She is already well." Mu Rong said lightly, "She has completely recovered."

"..." Chu He was confused. He had just sent the death row prisoner infected with cold poison from southern Xinjiang to Shu Qing. How could it be possible... He suddenly looked at Mu Rong, "It was you who..." Mu Rong's eyes interrupted him.

But it did not stop his heart from trembling violently.