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

Chapter 60 Rongrong is so fragrant

After the Xu family’s “reunion dinner” ended, everyone left.

There was suddenly a sense of leisure in Wutong Courtyard.

Under the osmanthus tree in the courtyard, Xu Rongrong had a couch placed.

On the low table next to it is a cup of crystal clear osmanthus wine.

Xu Rongrong sat on the couch, holding a cup in her hand and leaning against a soft pillow, listening to Luo Shu and Wen Yao chattering and telling each other about what they had seen and heard in the past few days, with a faint smile on her lips.

This was also often the case in the last few months of her previous life when she lived alone in Wangjiang Pavilion in the Marquis' Mansion.

A soft couch sat by the window, where she would often pour herself a glass of wine and sit, watching the distant Songjiang River shimmer in the moonlight and listening to the nearby cicadas chirping. The difference was that her mood then was filled with despair day after day. Often, in a trance, she would look back on the past, unable to find a single trace of warmth.

But today, I feel a rare sense of freedom and relaxation.

Unfortunately, this relaxation did not last long.

"Sister Rong, Chief Secretary Yi is here." Xu Chao went forward and came back, followed by Mu Yi who had a bitter look on his face.

"Why are you coming here at this time...what's the important matter, Master Yi?" Xu Rongrong asked.

"Reporting to the county lady, it's the Marquis... He has been not feeling well since he returned home." Mu Yi chose his words carefully.

"How could that be? Wasn't he fine before he got on the bus this afternoon?"

Mu Yi said with a stiff face: "I don't know what's going on, but I've started to have a fever." "In that case, let's go get the imperial physician." Xu Rongrong replied. She was not a doctor and could not treat the disease.

"I've already sent someone to ask for it. But this place is too far from the palace, and the trip back and forth would probably take a long time. I'd like to see if the county lady has any other good medicines."

"Didn't you give him the medicine I gave him?"

"I've applied it as the county lady ordered. Perhaps the constant running around today has aggravated the injury. After applying the ointment, not only did the bleeding not stop, but the marquis started talking nonsense."

How could that be? Xu Rongrong asked in confusion.

Is there something wrong with the improved formula?

She was puzzled and simply stood up and said, "I'll go with you to take a look."

Mu Yi was secretly delighted, but with a hint of guilt in his words, he said, "Thank you, County Master."

……

The layout of the Mu residence is similar to that of the Xu residence. The entire mansion is not large, but it has three or four independent courtyards.

Mu Yi led Xu Rongrong and Wen Yao inside, and the further they walked, the more remote it seemed.

The courtyard where Mu Rong now lives is in a corner of the Mu residence. There is a dense forest in the courtyard, and the sound of autumn sounds is annoying.

Xu Rongrong stopped and glanced at Mu Yi: "Why did the Marquis choose to live here? It's shady and noisy here, not a good place to recuperate."

Mu Yi looked at the courtyard wall with a strange expression and did not answer.

Xu Rongrong hadn't reacted yet, but Wen Yao quickly understood: "Miss, next to this wall is our Wutong Courtyard."

Xu Rongrong: "..."

Mu Yi whispered, "The Marquis said that even if he can't see the young lady all the time, knowing that you are next door is enough to give him peace of mind."

Xu Rongrong quickly raised her hand: "Stop."

...A faint smell of blood was spreading in Mu Rong's room.

Xu Rongrong was stunned when she walked to the door: How could it be so serious?

Without giving it any thought, she pushed the door open and walked in.

Wen Yao was stopped outside the door by Mu Yi. The little girl scowled coldly at him and said, "Why don't you let me in?"

Before Mu Yi could speak, a cheerful male voice sounded behind Wen Yao:

"You don't know how to treat it, so you can't help much if you go in. Come on, I'll take you out to play."

After saying that, Wen Yao was carried on the man's shoulders. She was so angry that her face turned red and she called him by his name: "Mu Ai, put me down!"

With a leap, Mu Ai brought Wen Yao to the roof of a house in the next yard, and watched the girl stomping her feet with a smile.

In the room, Mu Rong was lying on the couch, his undershirt slightly open, revealing a wound that was still bleeding despite the ointment applied.

Xu Rongrong walked over, looked at the abnormal blush on his face, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Sure enough, I have a fever.

This shouldn’t be the case…Xu Rongrong murmured.

"My Lord... My Lord..." she called out twice.

But the man on the couch seemed not to hear.

Xu Rongrong washed her hands with warm water and sat down beside Mu Rong. She leaned over and gently wiped the ointment from his wound with gauze, wanting to see how serious his injury was.

When treating the injured, she was gentle and careful.

The shallow breath sprayed on Mu Rong's chest, making him excited.

He felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have pretended to be faint.

At this moment, he didn't move at all, letting her approach him, which made his whole body numb, and even... a little swollen and painful.

Xu Rongrong naturally didn't notice these things. After wiping off the ointment, she wiped the blood stains on the wound bit by bit with warm water.

Mu Rong lay there quietly, his hands tightly grasping the quilt beneath him.

He tried hard to restrain himself and not let her see anything unusual.

But... the next moment.

A piece of bloody gauze was thrown on his face.

"Mu Rong, get up!" Xu Rongrong's voice was filled with uncontrollable anger.

Mu Rong was shocked. Could it be that he was exposed?

"What do you mean by recurring injuries? You clearly tore the wound open yourself!" Xu Rongrong exposed him mercilessly.

She felt she was being fooled and turned to leave in anger.

The next moment, her arms were tightly grasped and her body was pulled back forcefully, crashing into a warm embrace.

"Rongrong, don't go. I won't dare to go again. I just want to see you..." Mu Rong hugged her tightly and whispered.

Xu Rongrong was imprisoned and motionless. She simply stopped struggling: "Is this the reason why the Marquis is humiliating himself?"

Mu Rong felt warm in his heart: "Rongrong, are you worried about me?"

"My Lord, you are truly a natural born romantic!" Xu Rongrong sneered, "My Lord, in order to deceive me, you not only humiliated yourself, but also humiliated me! When Yi Changshi delivered the message, I really thought it was my recklessness that caused the ointment to go wrong! But who knew! Who knew..."

"Who knew I'd lied to you?" Mu Rong added, turning the person in his arms over so she was facing him. "Rongrong is so smart. She saw through me right away."

"But I'm not just doing this for my own selfish desires."

"It's common for us to get injured repeatedly when we're on the march and fighting outside, so I want to try it today to see if this medicine is equally effective for wounds that tear repeatedly." He brought out the words he had prepared long ago.

He knew Xu Rongrong's weakness. The girl did not pity him, but she felt very sorry for the soldiers on the battlefield.

Of course, he also needed to confirm whether this ointment had more effects.

The girl's anger was slowly fading, and he continued to put on a pitiful look, "It's just that I was anxious today, so my methods were a bit rough. I won't do that next time."

"Do you want to have another time?" Xu Rongrong frowned.

"No more, no more!" Mu Rong shook his head quickly, "Just this once."

Xu Rongrong looked at him and said, "The medicine I originally prepared for the Marquis was specifically for deep, narrow arrow wounds, primarily to stop bleeding. Now that the wound has been torn and the wound surface has worsened, it's naturally no longer suitable. It's even inferior to ordinary wound medicine. If you want it to be suitable for this wound, you need to prepare it again." Mu Rong smiled. "I see, Rongrong is really amazing."

Mu Rong was still running a fever and his wound needed to be rebandaged. Xu Rongrong didn't want to talk to him much, so she took out the golden wound medicine and applied it to him again, then re-bandaged it.

The girl's approach made Mu Rong lean forward involuntarily.

He took a deep breath and sniffed the girl's fragrance.

"Did Rongrong drink the osmanthus wine?"

Xu Rongrong looked up: "What's wrong?"

"It's delicious."

Xu Rongrong: "..."