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

Chapter 485: Don't Want Her Devotion

Mu Rong sat at his desk, writing on paper with his slender wolf-hair brush all night long. His brushstrokes were steady and powerful, and every stroke reflected his deep thoughts about the future.

Although there have been successful precedents for blood transfusion and detoxification, it is still full of risks. He knows very well that if something happens to him, King Ning will be caught in a dangerous vortex, and his most beloved Xu Rongrong will also most likely be implicated.

In order to prevent any disaster from happening, he concentrated on writing down the countermeasures.

He planned in detail how to cleverly conceal his own death, and carefully arranged how the Mu family army in various places could cooperate with Prince Ning to fight against the emperor's forces. He listed every possible danger that Prince Ning might encounter in detail, like unfolding a precise battle map, and at the same time, he formulated detailed response plans for these crises one by one, striving to resolve the difficulties and attacks from all parties in the court in advance.

As for Xu Rongrong, in the secret letter, he carefully explained every detail to Mu Yi, how to cleverly conceal the cause of his death, how to activate the secret guards in Jiangnan to ensure that they would protect Xu Rongrong like a shadow as she went south, and how to help her build a stable industry in Jiangnan and even Fuhai so that she would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life.

In this way, Mu Rong wrote furiously under the candlelight until the east gradually brightened.

The entire stick of ink was used up in this long night. He put down the brush in his hand and gently rubbed his sore wrist. He raised his head inadvertently, and a ray of morning light just happened to shine through the window lattice, gently sprinkled on Xu Rongrong's cheek, as if she was covered with a layer of golden gauze, emitting a soft glow, like an elf in a dream.

Mu Rong couldn't help but stare in amazement, and only came back to his senses after a moment.

He sorted the secret letters into categories and carefully hid them in the secret compartment under his desk. Every time he put one down, his heart felt as if it were being tugged by an invisible hand, trembling slightly. But he knew in his heart that this was necessary, just so that if the worst happened, everything would be carried out in an orderly manner, and the people he cherished could live a good life under his arrangements.

This secret compartment was ingeniously constructed, and only he, Mu Yi, and Mu Ai knew how to open it. If he could get through this difficult time safely, the news here would be sealed forever, and no one would know about it.

But if fate plays tricks on them and they unfortunately encounter that one in a million accident, all these arrangements will be like a solid fortress, helping Prince Ning to cope with the current complex situation and allowing Xu Rongrong to live the rest of her life without worries or fears.

The last letter was to Xu Rongrong. Although the three words on the cover were written by him, they were like a sharp needle that stung his eyes. His hands trembled slightly as he placed the letter at the bottom of all the secret letters and then slowly closed the secret compartment.

After doing all this, Mu Rong tiptoed back to the couch and stared at the girl's sleeping face quietly.

The busy days have left her eyes with a faint dark circles, and she looks very tired.

Last night, the kiss he left on her lips out of control had long since disappeared, but the sweet feeling was still churning in his heart.

He gently held her hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it tenderly, his voice low and firm: "I said, no matter what happens in this life, I will protect you."

Even if I can't live to accompany her for the rest of her life.

……

Half an hour later, Xu Rongrong woke up slowly.

She slowly opened her eyes, looked around, and was a little confused for a moment.

She remembered that she was clearly going to the clinic, so how could she have slept soundly in the study room for a whole night?

Just then, the door creaked open, and Mu Rong walked in carrying a basin of hot water. "Awake?" He gently placed the hot water in front of the couch, and slowly soaked the face towel in front of Xu Rongrong's confused gaze.

It was not until the warm face towel gently covered her cheek that Xu Rongrong finally woke up.

She was slightly startled and said quickly: "Why does the Marquis have to do these things? I can do it myself." As she said that, she subconsciously stepped back.

Mu Rong raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and pressed the wet and hot towel against Xu Rongrong's cheek again: "You should serve your own wife yourself."

Today's Mu Rong seems to be very different from the past.

In his eyes, in addition to the usual deep affection, there was a hint of cautious cherishment.

Xu Rongrong looked at him silently, as if a stone had been thrown into her heart, causing ripples:

No detoxification method is foolproof, she knew, and she knew he understood it too. She watched him carefully, almost worshipfully, wipe her cheeks, wipe her palms, and then wipe her fingers one by one.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, and every moment seemed to pass extremely long.

Until Mu Rong put down his veil, with a doting smile on his face, he said: "Well, my Princess Ping'an of the Great Zhou will always be so charming and radiant..."

Before he finished the last word, Xu Rongrong came forward and sealed his lips.

Mu Rong was stunned at first, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by endless tenderness and love, and he sank into her tenderness.

Under her gentle guidance, he gently pressed her down on the couch, their breaths intertwined, as if the whole world only contained the two of them.

until……

He felt her soft little hands gently pulling open his belt.

Mu Rong was stunned for a moment. His body stiffened slightly. He propped himself up with his hands and looked at her in surprise. His voice was hoarse: "Rongrong?"

The girl's eyes sparkled, but she was firm: "I do."

Mu Rong's heart trembled suddenly. He stared at her deeply. After a moment, he gently grabbed her naughty little hand and smiled helplessly, "Not now."

Although his desire had reached its peak like a surging tide, he knew very well that he could not take her at this time.

She is the woman he has waited for two lifetimes. What he wants is that she is willing to be entangled with him out of pure love.

Rather than a woman who devotes herself to someone out of guilt or to make up for something.

"My Lord, you don't want to?" Her face flushed...

She had struggled so much in her heart before she acted so recklessly, but... but... he stopped her. Seeing her humiliated and angry expression, Mu Rong's heart softened.

He couldn't bear to embarrass her, so he smiled and said, "I'm not ready."

After saying that, he leaned over and whispered in her ear, "When I get better, I hope Rongrong can bear it..."

……

A prank filled with ambiguity and affection ended here.

When the two appeared in the clinic, no one could tell what had happened in the morning.

Shu Qing had already prepared everything.

"My Lord, would you like to go and see those people who have been detoxified?" As a doctor, Shu Qing knew that only by seeing others recover with his own eyes could he give patients more confidence.

But Mu Rong shook his head.

"No need! I trust you." After saying that, he took Xu Rongrong's hand and walked towards the secret treatment room.