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

Mu Rong pushed the door open and saw the little guard's surprised and embarrassed face.

Mu Lu complained: My Lord Marquis is... a bit fast?

Mu Rong didn't know what was going on in his mind. He walked to the entrance of the third floor.

A group of forbidden troops are rushing upward.

Mu Rong looked at them condescendingly: "Silence!"

The aura around them stunned them for a moment.

The Imperial Guards who rushed to the front looked at each other, and then a man who looked like a leader walked up. They were also surprised when they saw Mu Rong, and they cupped their hands and said, "I have seen the Marquis!"

Mu Rong nodded: "What's the matter? Are you making a noise?"

The leader immediately replied: "The Forbidden Army was ordered by Your Majesty to escort the prisoner to Beijing, but he was assassinated nearby. His subordinates were ordered to search for the murderer everywhere, and they attacked the Marquis."

"In the capital city of the Great Zhou Dynasty, under the emperor's feet, someone actually killed someone in the street under the guard of the imperial army?" Mu Rong said coldly.

A trace of shame appeared on the leader's face: "It's because my subordinates are incompetent."

"You are incompetent!" Mu Rong glared at him.

At this time, the boss of Fanlou was afraid of disturbing the distinguished guests, so he hurried over. As soon as he passed the corner of the second floor, he immediately smiled and said: "Sir, the third floor is absolutely forbidden."

A group of Imperial Guards were trapped on the stairs, unable to go up or down.

While the leader was feeling troubled, he became even more furious when his boss said this.

He couldn't afford to offend Marquis Weiyuan, so how could he not even be able to offend a merchant?

"The Forbidden Army is on an errand, why can't they go up?"

The boss squeezed forward with a smile.

"At first glance, this gentleman doesn't come to Fanlou often." The boss said softly but with a strong tone, "If he is an ordinary distinguished guest on the second floor, that's fine, but on the third floor..."

As he spoke, he took out a roster from his arms and unfolded it in front of the leader.

Looking at the neatly coded list of princes, princesses and princes, the leader's head was about to become two heads. He subconsciously wanted to take over the list to see what was going on, but the boss immediately put it away and just looked at him with a smile. He looked like he could only look but couldn't move.

The leader of the Forbidden Army touched his nose in embarrassment.

Indeed, he is only a small commander in the Forbidden Army. He rarely comes to restaurants such as Fanlou. He even came to the wing room on the second floor only once when he was in charge of a banquet with others. He didn't know that there was such a thing on the third floor. There were so many dignitaries, and they were all relatives of the emperor, they didn't know what to do for a while.

Boss Fan Lou looked at his confused look and sneered in his heart, but with a smile on his face he said: "This gentleman just said that someone was stabbing someone on the street... To be honest, the windows of our wing on the third floor are all covered with colored glass. , it can’t be opened easily. Even if there are assassins here, I’m afraid they won’t be able to release cold arrows on the third floor. Sir, why don’t you look elsewhere and don’t waste time here.”

Liuli...

The leader of the Forbidden Army was shocked again. No wonder Fan Lou was said to be rich and noble, but it was evident today.

So he nodded to his boss, then cupped his hands towards Mu Rong and said, "My subordinate was ignorant and almost hit the Marquis. Please forgive me!"

Mu Rong didn't want to get too entangled with him here, so he waved his hand: "You are on official duty, so why are you guilty? There are assassins in the capital, and the imperial army must strictly inspect them to prevent them from hurting the people."

The leader responded quickly.

After descending the steps, he turned around and left. An ignorant soldier beside him asked: "Sir, aren't we going to check the third floor?"

The leader glanced at him: "Check, you stay to check!"

Silly soldier: "..."

After handling the matters here, Mu Rong turned around and returned to the wing.

Mu Lu laughed playfully: "Who is the bad guy that the Marquis is talking about? My subordinates told Brother Wu to let him cry for a while."

Mu Rong glanced at him: "If you keep making noise, I will make you cry now."

……

Originally he went out to eat, but Xu Rongrong slept until it was time to turn on the lamp.

She rubbed her forehead and sat up with difficulty.

My hands and feet were not as stiff and sore as when I usually woke up, but just a little weak.

There was a shallow breathing next to her. Xu Rongrong looked sideways and saw Mu Rong sleeping soundly beside her.

Perhaps having solved a major problem on his mind, Mu Rong's sleeping face looked more relaxed and less calm than before.

There were no candles burning in the room, but the glass was transparent, and the lights from thousands of houses outside shone in, making him look unusually warm and soft.

The fear before falling asleep gradually dissipated. Xu Rongrong leaned on the table and looked at him quietly for a long time.

She didn't realize that Mu Rong's eyelashes were so thick, so she stretched out her hand to flutter them.

The man's eyes suddenly opened.

Xu Rongrong was caught in action and froze on the spot.

She quickly retracted her hand and looked away.

Mu Rong found it funny. He also stood up and breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled lazily and said, "Rong Rong is awake?"

"Yeah." The girl's cheeks were slightly red.

"That means there won't be any more nightmares, right?"

"Huh?" Xu Rongrong was a little confused.

"Then I will continue to do what I have not finished before, okay?"

"What's the matter?" Xu Rongrong asked doubtfully.

Is it because he just woke up? Why is he talking so confused?

While she was doubting, a big hand pressed against the back of her head, exerting slight pressure.

She leaned forward involuntarily.

"Well..." His lips were captured by another pair of warm lips.

"This matter." Mu Rong was vague, with a smile on his lips.

The next step is to taste it briefly and rub it hard.

The girl had nowhere to hide and could only let the man in front of her lead her into a strange and carefree situation.