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

Chapter 51: Mu Rong's Ultimate Move

After returning to the tent, Xu Rongrong was promoted from the daughter of a sixth-rank court councilor to a second-rank county lady in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

She was also the first county lady who was not from the royal family.

The decorations inside and outside the tent were also changed. In less than a quarter of an hour, the plain white tent was replaced with a swastika pattern, and a vermilion plaque with the word "peace" written on it was hung on the door.

Teams of people delivering rewards came one after another.

"The Empress Dowager rewards Princess Ping'an with eight pieces of Shu brocade!"

"The Concubine Shu has rewarded Princess Ping'an with eight hu of pearls!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has awarded Princess Ping'an six pieces of jade!"

"Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess has awarded Princess Ping'an six sets of Nanhong!"

"Your Highness the Second Prince..." "Your Highness the Second Princess..."

Wen Yao had been staying outside the tent to express gratitude and receive rewards, and was dazzled by the rewards that flowed in like water.

This was the first time she had seen these rare and valuable items. "Miss, you are truly amazing. You won such a generous reward in just one afternoon?"

"Then do you know why His Majesty rewarded me?" Xu Rongrong asked.

"The imperial decree says that it is because the young lady is clever and has won the emperor's favor," Wen Yao replied.

"It's not that simple. Your Majesty is just trying to save face for Marquis Weiyuan... Marquis Weiyuan is a first-rank military marquis, and my father is just a sixth-rank minor official with no achievements. This marriage is not a good match. Your Majesty is taking this opportunity to elevate my status. Ultimately, it's also for the marquis." Because she knew it clearly in her heart, Xu Rongrong did not show much joy on her face.

I always want to separate myself from Mu Rong, but in the end I still have to rely on him.

A trace of sadness welled up in Xu Rongrong's heart.

In this world, can she really escape from him?

Not far away, Mu Rong saw everything: she didn't seem happy.

Watching the endless stream of palace servants entering and leaving the tent, Mu Ai sighed, "Our eldest daughter has truly made a splash! I heard that with just a few words, she has delighted His Majesty greatly."

"Really?" Mu Rong said these two words and turned back to his tent.

Xu Rongrong knew the emperor's preferences so clearly that he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

There was a hint of fragrance lingering in the tent, and Mu Rong frowned subconsciously.

There was a bowl of ginkgo and white fungus soup on the table, still steaming faintly, apparently it had just been put in.

The Tremella is clear and the ginkgo nuts are round, and this bowl of soup is cooked to perfection.

In his previous life, whenever Lin Jiaoyue made him angry, she would personally cook a bowl of Tremella and Ginkgo Soup to apologize to him.

Mu Ai, who entered the tent later, also saw it. He quickly lowered his head, his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart:

Now his own Marquis has a heart of stone towards the princess, and he is afraid that this bowl of soup will anger the Marquis again and put him in trouble.

Mu Rong snorted and was about to throw the bowl of soup away.

But after picking up the soup bowl, he changed his mind. He pondered for a long time and ordered, "Go tell the princess to invite her to have a chat at our old place tonight."

Muai: "..."

……

The sky had completely darkened, and the last group of people who came to give rewards left.

The tent finally quieted down. Xu Rongrong sat at the desk, a book in one hand and her forehead supported with the other, lost in thought.

Wen Yao saw that her young lady hadn't taken a single bite of the dinner that had been brought to her, so she asked, "Does the young lady have a headache again?"

Xu Rongrong nodded.

From the tent not far away, there were bursts of cheers, as if they were celebrating something.

"I just heard that the generals who received rewards today are celebrating their victory. I'm afraid the commotion will last for quite some time."

As soon as the words fell, there was another burst of joyful laughter.

Xu Rongrong was a little irritated and put down the book: "I'm going out for a walk, you can have dinner."

After saying that, she pushed the door open and walked out.

The evening breeze is like a pair of gentle scissors, cutting the flags outside the tent into graceful and beautiful shapes.

The further away she got from the camp, the more she could feel the coolness, which made her mind much clearer than before.

A tall man, dressed like an ordinary soldier, was walking towards them from a distance.

Xu Rongrong stopped. It was Mu Ai.

The visitor saluted hurriedly: "I am honored to meet Miss Xu." He lowered his head as he spoke, as if he was guilty and kept dodging.

"Where did General Ai come from?"

"I...I'm just strolling around alone...yes, just strolling around."

From the direction he came from, he could vaguely see two figures riding away on horseback.

One of them was dressed in red, and his brilliance could not be concealed even under the cover of night. The other person's clothes were difficult to identify, but it could be vaguely seen that he was a tall man.

"Is it the Marquis and Princess Qingyang?" Xu Rongrong asked.

Mu Ai felt a pang of bitterness in his heart: "Master, this really can't be blamed on me." He hesitated for a long time and found an excuse: "Yes... The princess has something to ask the marquis..."

Although this invitation was initiated by my own Marquis, it was the princess who sent the soup first, so this excuse can't be considered wrong...

Xu Rongrong nodded. For some reason, she felt as if a huge stone had fallen from her heart.

This is what Mu Rong should have done in his previous life.

But after taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped.

Mu Ai hurriedly asked, "What happened to the young lady?"

Xu Rongrong's face gradually turned pale, and she remembered something that she was about to ignore:

In her memory, the emperor's fall from his horse coincided with Mu Rong's serious injury in the hunting palace. She remembered that Mu Rong...was shot by an arrow while trying to save Princess Qingyang, Lin Jiaoyue, a wound that nearly killed him!

She turned abruptly and looked in the direction they had left. Mu Rong seemed to be heading in the direction destined for him.

In his previous life, he was in a coma for three days and took half a year to recover.

What about this life? Will he avoid it? Or will he be hurt even more?

Xu Rongrong's feet were fixed on the spot, her heart in turmoil.

Was she going to stop him?

But if he was seriously injured by an arrow like in his previous life, does it mean that he was not reborn like himself?

But if it is just to verify whether he is reborn, should we just watch him walk into danger?

The evening breeze blew in her face, and this time it chilled her to the bone.

……

The old place that Mu Rong mentioned was under the only banyan tree in the hunting palace.

The banyan tree's dense branches and leaves looked like a canopy from a distance, making it the easiest place to hide one's tracks. In previous years, whenever he came to the hunting palace, he and Lin Jiaoyue would meet here.

Today, Lin Jiaoyue, who was sitting under the banyan tree, was wearing a bright red dress. She bit her lip and tilted her head to look at the man in front of her:

"Brother Rong finally couldn't hold on any longer... and came to find me?"

"You said it so decisively the first two times, I really thought you would never talk to me again."

After saying that, she opened her arms and wanted to rush over and hug him.

Mu Rong took two steps back and whispered in a deep voice.

Lin Jiaoyue was puzzled: "Brother Rong, what did you say?"

"Stand there and don't move."

Lin Jiaoyue: “…”

In an instant, an anxious female voice came from a distance, piercing the night sky: "Mu Rong, get out of the way!"

It’s Xu Rongrong.

Mu Rong raised his lips: She finally came. The next moment, a lightning-like arrow pierced his chest, and Mu Rong slowly fell down with a satisfied smile.